Page 14 of Sinner's Vow


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And as I press and stretch and knead, Efrem’s shoulders slowly start to relax. His fingers on my knee draw soft circles, the rough calluses of his working hands raising goosebumps on my thighs.

Shifting closer, I spread my legs to accommodate his hips as I work my way down his bulging arm muscles. And as I massage, I rest my lips lightly on the prominent chords of his traps. Efrem breathes deeply, his inhalations slowing as he releases the stress of these past few weeks.

“Lie back,” I murmur against his ear, and this time, he doesn’t argue.

As I shift to sit on top of him, Efrem stretches across the mattress. His hands find my hips as his warm eyes watch me with unbridled attraction. Smiling coyly, I take more lotion in my palms and spread it over his pecs, relishing the solid muscle beneath my hands.

His eyelids sink closed as I continue working the stress from his body, taking the opportunity to study the smoky ink that curls over his arms like haunted mist. My arousal intensifies as I feel his rock-hard cock beneath me. And I love knowing that this turns him on as much as it does me.

I want to explore every inch of his body and show it the care and attention it deserves. When I reach his lats and abs, moving down his torso, Efrem’s strong hands stop me. Lightly circling my wrists with his fingers, he holds my hands still as his eyes open to find mine.

Then, in a flash, he rolls on top of me.

Giggling, I bite my lip as I let my thighs fall open to accommodate him. Heat flickers in my core at the feel of his iron cock pressing against my clit through my jeans.

“I think it is my turn,” he rasps, keeping my arms pinned beside my shoulders as he rests on his elbows.

Leaning in, he kisses me fiercely, and I rise to meet him, eager to taste his lips.

“I’m supposed to be making you feel good,” I counter as his attention shifts to the soft flesh behind my ear, and I gasp when he nips me playfully.

“I assure you, you are,” he rumbles.

His hand releases one of my wrists to slowly explore my body, his strong fingers kneading and massaging me in a way that makes me moan.

“Take off your shirt,” he commands, taking control of the situation. He rises up off of me to focus his attention on my jeans.

And as he works them down over my hips, I wrench my sweater over my head, quickly followed by my bra. He growls appreciatively, his eyes raking down my body, now only covered by yellow lace panties. I love that I can drive him to distraction, that his thirst for me can even crumble his resolve to stay vigilant. It means he craves me as intensely as I need him.

Reaching forward, I grasp his hard cock pressing against the cotton of his boxer briefs, and Efrem lunges forward to capture my lips. He kisses me deeply, passionately as I tempt him by stroking the thick length of his erection.

“Please, Efrem,” I whimper against his lips, my desire making it impossible to think clearly.

His fingers find the waist of my panties a moment later as he drags them down over my hips and thighs. “Turn over,” he says, his eyes brilliant with anticipation as he tosses aside my panties.

Breathing heavily with anticipation, I do as he says, rolling onto my stomach as he removes the last stitch of his clothing. Then he guides my hands up to rest by my head. I moan as his fingers find the nape of my neck, and he starts massaging me like I did him.

I’m shocked by the number of knots his fingers find, and it sends tingling relief through my body as he works them slowly with his powerful touch. He takes his time, working his way down my back, and somehow, this care and attention is so intensely erotic that I find myself slick and craving him deeply.

But I can’t bring myself to speak. It feels too good. My spine tingles when he makes it down to the base, and his fingers wrap around my hips. And then he guides me gently onto my knees. Leaving my cheek pressed against the bed, I fold my hips to obey him, letting him guide my ass into the air. Arms stretched above me now, my back arches as I hold my pose, caught between intense relaxation and overwhelming arousal.

Then his hands start to massage my ass cheeks. Slow and sensual, he works the full, round muscles, and I shiver as he spreads them to get a good look at my pussy.

“God, I love your body,” he rasps, and he strokes one finger through my slick folds.

I gasp as the intensity of my relief spikes with hot anticipation. And then his cockhead is at my entrance. I moan as he eases inside of me. At the same time, his hands go back to work on my muscles, kneading the tension from them while he fucks me slowly.

“Oh god,” I breathe as my pussy flutters before relaxing to accommodate him greedily.

Hips tilting to deepen the angle, I relish the feel of Efrem owning my body completely. I’ve never felt such intimate care and appreciation. His thumbs find the base of my spine, and tingling warmth ripples through me as he slowly circles his way up my back. Teasing the long muscles that protect my vertebrae, he massages me. And at the same time, he slowly rocks in and out of my depths.

“That feels sooo good,” I moan, my hips rolling as my fingers curl around the sheets.

“Ty ray na zemle,” he rasps, the agony in his voice making my stomach tighten.

He groans, his fingers pressing into my flesh as he strains to keep his tantalizing pace. Then his hands glide down my sides to grasp my hips. In one fluid motion, he turns me over, guiding my legs up to hook my knees with his elbows.

I gasp from the sudden shift, feeling weightless for a moment before he sinks down on top of me. Trapped beneath his heavenly weight, I wrap my arms around his neck. Relishing the deep stretch of having my knees by my shoulders, I give myself up to him completely.

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