Page 40 of My Favorite Sin

This is the moment I’ve waited for, but something greedy takes over me. I love that I’m the only one who has ever seen this side of Ally. Her upcoming date with Liam enters my mind, and jealousy rages through me at the thought of Ally acting like this for him. Ally promised me her virginity, but there are other ways to engage in sex on her date, and I can’t stand the thought of her being with anyone but me.

Her moans grow louder, and I know she’s right on the brink of an intense climax. I steal the orgasm from her, gripping both her wrists and pinning them above her head. She looks up at me hovering above her, shocked and confused. Her mouth opens in protest. She even struggles to free herself from my grip, but I hold her tight and keep her quiet with ahush, pressing my finger on her lips.

“You want to come?” I murmur.

She nods desperately.

“I’ll let you come if you promise me something.”

“What is it?” Her words are thick with impatience.

“That’s not how this works. You make the promisefirst. I tell you the agreement after you come. Otherwise, you don’t come and I drive away.”

For the first time in our relationship, there’s a look in her eyes as though she’s afraid of me. Like she’s about to make a deal with the Devil. I’m not at all opposed to it, wanting to see how far Ally will take this. If I know anything about my girl, she won’t disappoint when in this desperate mood.

“I promise.”

A smile curls at my lips. I release her wrists and climb off her. “That’s my girl. Now, let me watch you make your pussy feel good.”

Ally’s fingers resume their work, plunging and stroking, bringing her right back to the edge of her orgasm. A sheen of sweat covers her skin. Her eyes clench shut, and her hips buck against her hand. Then her body tenses and she shudders with the force of her orgasm. I don’t know what gets me off more—the pleasure on her face, her pussy clenching around her fingers, or the way she moans my name while coming.

Ally collapses onto the car seat beneath me, satiated and her eyes glazed over with pleasure.

I sit back, rubbing a hand over my mouth as I glare out the window. One time—how the fuck am I meant to have sex with her only one time?

“Did I… do something wrong?” Her voice is small. “You’re angry.”

I look back at Ally, finding her with her bra back on and attempting to cover up with her dress. She has moments of acting with such sexual confidence that it’s easy to forget how inexperienced and vulnerable she can be.

I pull her onto my lap before she gets the dress on andkiss her softly. “You’re perfection, Ally. You didn’t do a thing wrong.”

I search her eyes, but she drops her head, refusing to look at me, just like after the kiss in her bedroom.

“Are you going to hate yourself after I fuck you too?” I ask.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re regretting what we just did. I won’t have sex with you if you’re going to end up regretting it.”

She keeps her gaze down. “I don’t regret anything that happened tonight. I feel ashamed for how much I liked it. There’s a difference. How can you not feel the same way? We shouldn’t be doing any of this.”

“I’m in too deep to care.”

She shakes her head. “You don’t mean that. You’re keeping us a secret too.”

“Because I know our parents would keep you away from me if they found out. They treat you like a child and you let them. You’re their precious little girl. Regardless, if people found out about us…” My throat works, despising the truth of what I’m about to say. “You’dstay away from me out of your own choosing.”

She presses her lips together, her silence speaking for itself. I hate that she can so easily shut me out of her life. She’s done it once before. She’d do it again.

“We were perfect, Ally. You ruined us.”

“I know.”

“You were a fool for thinking running away from me would work.”

Her gaze remains lowered, cowered, and she murmurs, “Can I find out what promise I agreed to keep?”

I place a finger beneath her chin, raising her head till she meets my gaze. “This deal between us seems a littleshort-lived. I want to make the most of it and your virginity isn’t enough for me,” I tell her, my voice low but sharp. “I’m taking all your firsts. I’ll do whatever I want to you, whenever I want, and you’ll let me because you’re a fucking slut for me and want it. I own you, Ally. You won’t let anyone touch your pussy until I’ve fingered it, licked it, and fucked it myself. Likewise, you won’t jerk off a man unless it’s me. Your lips won’t wrap around anyone’s cock unless it’s mine. Understand?”

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