Page 95 of The Sinner's Bargain

Blue rinsed the shampoo from her hair, combing her fingers across her scalp until the water pouring off her ran clear. She rubbed the water from her eyes and opened them to mine.

“Washed,” she announced proudly, and I felt my mouth curl up at just how unaware she was of the danger she was in.

“Good girl,” I murmured, still stroking my cock. “Come here, Little Blue. I have something for you.”

Her eyes were on my hand. On the thick weight gliding between my palm. I saw her throat muscles bob once before she took the first step. The process seemed unsteady as she made her way to where I waited.

“Thoran...” she began, but my hands were already on her, grabbing and yanking her to me. I shoved her back up against the cold tiles. Her yelp of surprise only made it that much better.

“What happened today, Blue?” I coaxed, lips sipping the drops of water rolling over her collarbone. “Where did you go?”

Her breathless little gasp tickled my ear. “I ... I went outside to read. I got lost.”

I hummed contemplatively, tongue momentarily preoccupied connecting the stitch of skin connecting her jawline to her earlobe. The index finger on my right hand dipped along the arch making up her hipbone. I dragged the digit down and in.

“Why were you in the garden, Little Blue? After I warned you it was off limits.”

Her head rolled from side to side. “I didn’t know. I promise. I was just trying to find a place to sit.”

I cupped her sex. Slipped my fingers between her slick folds. Watched her eyes roll back. Her head slammed into the tiles as she sobbed my name. Her nails cut into the flesh of my shoulders as she used me to anchor herself up while pressing down into my grasp.

She was so fucking responsive. I’d barely touched her and her opening was already soaked.

“How did you find the entrance?” I pressed, circling her tight rim twice before letting her body pull me in. “How did you get in?”

Blue gasped, eyes locked on mine as I sank deep, deep enough to flatten the heel of my hand against her mound. “Thoran!”

“How?”

Her inhale was sharp, jagged pants as I pumped my wrist, strategically slapping her clit with every plunge. “I ... I don’t ... there was a door.” She bit her lip and moaned, and I felt it wrap like a velvet glove around my dick.

“Focus!” I growled at both of us.

Eyes barely open tried to find my face only to roll back as she reached her peak.

I should have stopped.

Should have kept her on edge until she told me, but God, I was fucking weak and desperate to see her come undone for me. It had been too long.

Carefully, I added a second finger.

Blue sobbed. A deep, guttural growl of a feral woman on the cusp of her pleasure. Her eyes flew open and hooked to mine with a savage glint promising my end if I even thought about stopping.

But I was fucking in charge here. This was my punishment.

“Like that, love?” I taunted, adding just the hint of a curve to my fingers.

“Oh my God!” she hissed through her teeth.

One of her hands detached from my shoulder to cup over the back of mine. Plunging me in deeper, harder than I would have. It was on the tip of my tongue to warn her to take it easy, but she was lost in a sea of her own pleasure and wasn’t going to listen to me.

I supposed it was inevitable anyway. The film of skin I knew was securely keeping her virtue intact would be meeting my cock sooner or later but hurting her was my biggest concern. I hadn’t had a virgin in years, but I remembered the process.

Blue seemed oblivious. She rode my hand with a single-minded hunger of someone whose only desire in life was to cum. The world could crash down around us, and she would beg me not to stop.

I didn’t stop her, nor did I help. I let her use me to get herself off. I let her finger fuck herself with my hand. I watched the dance of euphoric bliss sway across her face as she brought herself close. The vicious hold of her teeth on her bottom lip.

Christ, she was fucking breathtaking. I could have watched her for the rest of my life. I could have dedicated the rest of my existence to standing in that shower, the hot water warm against our bodies, letting her claim her orgasm.

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