Page 15 of Whiteout

I do.

I do.

I do.

“Yes, I do.”

She brought his mouth back to hers.

“I want you.”

Sinjin toweled off her skin.

Standing before the fire, he knelt in front of her, thoroughly drying every inch, inspecting every dimple, crevice, and crease. Then, dropping the towel, he turned Breanna around. Squeezing her hips, he kissed the plush globes of her ass, sinking his teeth into her flesh like he wanted to eat her.

“Spread your legs,” Sinjin ordered, penetrating her to the third knuckle. “You’re not a virgin, are you?”

“No.”

“Good.” And he plunged three fingers in deep.

They twisted inside her, and she screamed.

“Yeah, that’s it, princess. Scream for me.” Withdrawing his fingers from her dripping pussy, Sinjin shoved them in her mouth. “Makes my dick hard.”

He swooped her into his arms and tossed her onto the bed. “I’m going to obliterate the memory of every worthless piece of shit who’s been inside this pretty cunt by the time we’re through.”

“You make it sound like there’s been a lot.”

“Doesn’t matter if it was one or one hundred.” Thick, muscular thighs caged her in. “You’re with me now,” he rasped, his fingers going back inside her. “And this tight little pussy is mine.”

Only while the snow falls.

Breanna knew what this was. She knew what it wasn’t. And right now, she didn’t care. Because his mouth was on hers. Kissing. Nipping. Plundering. His fingers worked her pussy, knuckles banging into her swollen lips with every penetration.

Drawing her legs up, Breanna grabbed onto the soles of her feet, to spread herself open as much as she could for him. Seeming to like that, Sinjin growled into her mouth. Sucking on her neck, licking her skin on the way to her breast. He bit into her nipple, soothing the delicious sting with his tongue.

Jutting her chest out, Breanna bit her lip with a whimper. Sinjin latched onto the other nipple. Stretching it with his teeth, he mashed his thumb hard into her clit at the same time. She screamed.

“Yeah, keep doing that.” He trailed his tongue down to her belly button. “You want to be my dirty girl, don’t you, princess?”

She did. Holding back, pretending to be the good girl, grew tiresome. Just once, Breanna wanted to be like the girls in the porn videos she watched, alone in her room at night, when she got herself off. They seemed so free. It had to be liberating to be given so much pleasure. So, yeah, she wanted to be his dirty girl. To choke on that big, fat dick. To feel him fuck her starving cunt. And maybe, if she was brave enough, even her ass.

“Yes.”

“Course, you do. I knew it the second I laid eyes on you.” Flipping her over, Sinjin pushed her legs up. Her ass in the air, face pressed against the pillow, he suckled on her clit. “Gonna fill all these holes up.”

She heard him spit. Warm saliva dripping down the crack of her ass, he pushed a finger inside it. Oh, fuck. It burned. It burned. Oh, God, it burned, but she loved it.

Slowly, he sawed his finger in and out. “My princess needs her ass fucked, doesn’t she?”

Whimpering, Breanna clenched her cheeks together.

“Keep them open.” Sinjin smacked her ass with his open palm. “Have you ever?”

“No.”

“Ohh, princess, I’m going to love making you my fucking good, dirty girl.”

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