Page 149 of Requiem of Sin


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“Fuck. Yes. Baby. Touch yourself for me.” My chest rumbles with each word. “Look at me, baby. Look at me while you touch yourself. Let me see those beautiful eyes.”

Clara gazes up at me with lust and longing; it’s a struggle for her to keep them open while her fingers work her clit and my cock plunges deeper. I’m fucking her face, holding her head in place so I can control the speed and depth because heaven knows I’m about to lose what little control I have left.

“Good girl.Mygood girl…” I smile with pride, with lust, petting her hair back as I stretch her lips wide around my shaft. “So good at being so fucking bad. Just imagine what your father would think… a cop’s daughter sucking Bratva cock…”

That hits a chord buried somewhere deep inside her psyche. Clara’s eyes roll back and she shudders, her fingers working her clit in a blur. Her moans travel up my shaft and vibe in the best way through my limbs.

“That’s right, baby. Open that pretty throat for me.”

She’s close to coming; I can tell by the way her breath staggers and her fingers start to spasm between her legs. I pull my cock from her mouth and fist it, tugging her hair back enough to make her gaze up at me no matter how far her pleasure takes her.

“Look at me, Clara. That’s right. Give me those pretty eyes and come for me.”

I don’t know what comes over me. I don’t know where the sudden urge comes from, but I follow it without a secondthought. Clara arches her back, her thighs quiver, and I pull her up by my fist in her hair to taste her cries of pleasure.

It’s so fucking intimate.

I want it like I want air.

She slumps back down to her knees. Right where I need her. Part of me doesn’t fucking care what happens to her next as long as I unload the ache she created—but an ever-growing part of me wants her to want it as much as I do.

“I’m gonna come, baby…” I cup her face in one hand while my other furiously fists my slick shaft. I practically have to grind the words through gritted teeth; I’m that fucking close to the edge.

She understands what I’m asking. And, to my surprise and fucking delight, she bats my hand away from my cock to take it in her own, her mouth not far behind.

This time, she has no trouble gazing up at me. This time, her eyes are filled with daring determination, like she’s demanding I give her what she wants.

This time,she’sthe one taking.

Inch by inch, she sucks harder and as far as she can take. The sight of her being damn near balls deep, her glistening eyes blinking up at me, is what shoves me over the edge.

The added sight, and sound, of her throat gulping down my load is what makes me come so fucking hard, I actually worry about passing out.

I’m vaguely aware of my back hitting the island countertop at some point. I’m far more aware of the burning in my lungs as I gasp for air—apparently, I forgot to breathe.

I can’t feel the bottom half of my body. I think she sucked it clean off me.

When I finally pull myself together, I lean on my elbows and watch Clara self-consciously try to do the same with her uniform. She’s blushing, very obviously trying to look at anything anywhere that isn’t me.

I tug my pants back in place and reach for her. She’s reluctant, but only for a moment. The second my arms wrap around her, she sighs into me.

I shouldn’t like that as much as I do.

But fuck it all… I’m doing, and liking, alotof things I shouldn’t.

“I gotta get back to work,” she mutters.

“I know.” I rest my chin on top of her head. “I hear your boss is a real asshole. You don’t want him finding out what you do on your breaks.”

She snorts and shakes her head. When she tries to slip her panties back on, I quickly snatch them and stuff them into my pocket.

“Dem!” she gasps. “I have to work!”

“I know. But I’m keeping these.”

Clara spins around, clearly ready to glare at me and scold me for being such a perv. But all she does is press a hand to my bare chest and sigh. “Let me guess. One-time thing?”

My answer should be “yes.” I should reaffirm the barrier between us, brick up the wall that’s supposed to be there, and remind her of all the reasons why whatever the hell this is can’t continue.

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