Page 40 of King of Sinners

But I’m totally distracted when her soft, small hand wraps around my cock. I growl out my satisfaction, lifting up to see her fingers wrapped about me, the pale skin of her hand in sharp contrast to my raging erection.

It’s gorgeous, and sometime in the not-too-distant future, I will let her touch me like this for as long as she wants.

But right now, much as I am the man who waxed poetic about delaying gratification, I need some.

And I’m looking for more than her soft little hand…fantastic as it is.

Which is why I swing one of my knees to the other side of her ribs. Bending down, I lap her clit again, the position naturally dangling my cock right in her face.

Charlotte takes the hint and her tongue darts out to lick the pearl of cum that has collected on tip.

“Fuck,” I rumble into her skin, my eyes closing. Her scent is all around me as her lips start nibbling at my cock.

Suddenly more impatient than I’ve been for anything in a very long time, I push past her lips, the engorged head sinking into her mouth.

It feels so good that I keep going, Charlotte’s mouth opening for me to accommodate my girth as my cock slides along her tongue.

She takes me in with only a slight choke and I pull back out, a small graze of her teeth just making it better as I dive back into my breakfast. I eat her like a starving man and soon I’m pumping in and out of her mouth as I work three fingers into her tight pussy.

Charlotte’s going to have to build up to my cock and this is the best way I can think of to help her prepare.

If it hurts, she doesn’t show any signs, her hips moving to the frantic rhythm I’ve set, her moans of pleasure muffled by my erection pumping in and out of her mouth. It’s fast and messy and so fucking fantastic. When she starts to squeeze my fingers, her thighs tremble and I’m on the edge of cumming too.

The fire raging inside me is unlike any other I’ve ever felt, and I know in this moment, I’m not fucking her out of my system.

The more I get, the more I’m going to want.

She explodes underneath me and it’s my cue to let go, the orgasm tearing a roar from my throat as I pump into her mouth, her fingers digging into my hips, pulling me closer.

But I pull out, spinning around and gathering her against my chest before she’s even finished the tremors of her own orgasm.

I bury my hand in her hair. “Charlotte,” I say, rough and raw as I gather her closer. “Sweetheart.”

One of her arms wraps about my shoulders, her fingers skimming down my back. “Oh wow,” she breathes in my ear. “I’m not sure how I’m even going to walk today.”

That pulls a rough laugh from my lips, as I hold her even tighter. Does she have any idea what those words do to me? Does she want to bind me tighter to her? It’s working. “So don’t.”

She leans back and gives me a lazy smile. “A day in bed? Are you staying with me?”

I frown, my body stiffening, and I know she feels it. That slight withdrawal. I have my family today. Business. And then there’s Leo and the fight we just had.

“I wish I could, sweetheart. But I’ve got…” I taper off thinking about the meeting I scheduled this morning. Leo and I are about to face off again. The problems are coming in from all sides and I’m going to need all my wits to make it through this mountain of problems.

So why do I just want to stay in bed with Charlotte? Since my father died, it’s been all fight and nothing soft. No sweetness.

Then again, do I even deserve sweet? More specifically, do I deserve Charlotte?

“I know,” she sighs. “I’ll just miss you, that’s all.”

“I’ll miss you too,” I answer, meaning the words. I get up from the bed, cradling her in my arms and carry her toward the door.

“Where are we going?” she asks, her arms wrapping about my neck.

“The bath. Remember? We’ve got make certain we’re taking good care of you. Because when I get home tonight…”

The waiting is nearly over. Charlotte is about to be fully and completely mine. It’s a dangerous emotion, but I’m starting to feel as though I would be willing to burn down the world to keep her.

The problem…that’s exactly how my father ended up dead in a gutter.

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