Page 55 of My Favorite Sin

“Doesn’t lessen the consequences. Forty seconds.”

Goddammit. I take my heels off and rush in the opposite direction from Dan, my bare feet tender on the rough gravel. Though my eyes are a little more adjusted to the night, visibility is still low. It’s almost impossible to find any distinguishing landmarks in here. I take the first left turn, vaguely remembering Dan teaching me the route.

“Wrong way, baby. Fuck, I’m going to enjoy getting you naked,” he calls.

His footsteps start leisurely, as he knows I have no chance to find the heart of the maze. Regardless, I push myself to run faster.

“He didn’t feel good at all,” I shout, already breathless, hoping the truth will make Dan call off this game. “My clothes stayed on. I didn’t bend over for him.”

Dan’s only response is an increase in pace. His footsteps grow louder, pushing me to run faster now that I know he’s chasing me. My feet ache but I ignore the pain, taking so many corners that I lose all sense of direction. The walls appear identical at every turn. Hopelessness sinks in when I pass a statue I swear I ran by not long ago. I’m going round in circles like a mouse in a cage.

“I thought of you during it,” I pant, trying to reason with Dan again. There’s still no reply, just the sound of the gravel beneath his feet. His footsteps are so close that there must be only one hedge wall separating us. “The only reason I came was because I was thinking about you. I’m going to end things with him. I’ve decided to stop feeling so ashamed for wanting you.”

Dan’s footsteps come to a standstill. I smile to myself, catching my breath as I slow down to walk.

“You and I are wrong for each other,” I say between breaths. “But that’s what makes us so perfect, even if no one else understands. You’re my person.”

I turn a corner, arriving at a crossroad. My heart jumps when I spot Dan a few feet to the left, standing still with his gaze boring into me like he wants to fuck me this very second. To the right, by some miracle, the center lies waiting for me with a trickling water fountain sparkling in the moonlight, less than one hundred feet away.

“Weareperfect, Ally,” Dan finally speaks, drawing my attention back to him.

I bite my bottom lip, grinning, and make a run for the center opening, not sparing a glance behind me but hearing Dan’s footsteps turn into a sprint, gaining heavily. I push faster, the goal so close, but not close enough, and scream as Dan’s hands tighten around my waist.

With little effort, Dan pins me against the wall with his mouth hot against mine. I cling to him, needing his kisses despite the punishment he threatened for being caught. Dan growls and lifts me off the ground, wrapping my thighs around his waist and pressing me firmer into the hedge. Twigs dig into my back, but I don’t care about the pain. All I want is for this man to devour me. Fuck me. Use my body in every way he can. I want to be completely at his mercy.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

DAN

She said it. I can’t believe she finally said the words out loud, admitting we’re perfect together. I carry Ally to the heart of the maze, kissing her every step of the way. She’s so tiny in my arms. So fucking delicate and pretty.

The moon shines brighter here, the clearing spacious. I can see the flushed color of Ally’s cheeks and the want in her eyes. Keeping her legs hooked around my waist, I sit on a stone bench by the fountain. The maze is silent all but for the sound of our kisses and the trickling water.

“You caught me,” Ally whispers, making to stand from my lap, but I hold her tight.

“I’m not letting go.”

“There’s something I want to do. Something… new.” Her voice is soft. Even shy. I search her eyes, surprised to find she’s nervous.

“Tell me.”

This time when she tries to stand from my lap, I let her go. She takes a few steps back, never taking her eyes off me, and drops her fur jacket to the ground. Next, she unzips her dress. The fabric slips down her body, pooling at her feet.My dick is fully hard, watching my stepsister strip in front of me. She’s not wearing a bra, but her breasts are concealed by the curtain of her hair.

“Push your hair back. Take the thong off. Let me see all of your body.”

She steps out of the thong and brushes her hair behind her shoulders, revealing peaked nipples in the cold night breeze. I can think of a couple of ways to warm her up.

She’s risking a lot by being naked with me right now. Though, I hardly think there’s a chance of us being caught. The maze, especially at night, isn’t enticing for people. Even if they did stumble upon us, we’re surrounded by darkness. They’d struggle to identify us from afar.

“Love the sight, baby, but this isn’t new.”

She doesn’t say anything in response. Her lips twitch with a hint of that nervousness again. She’s never like this. I’m curious to know what’s on her mind. Most of all, I want to put her at ease.

“Come here,” I say.

She holds my gaze with each step forward. I expect Ally to climb back onto my lap. Instead, she removes the pink ribbon from her hair and rips it in half, then takes my right hand and spreads it along the backrest of the bench, tying my wrist down with her ribbon. Fucking goddess. She does the same to my other hand. Of all the times I’ve considered bondage, I never thought I’d take the submissive role. But there’s something so fucking hot about being tied up in Ally’s pink ribbons.

“You’ll let me do anything to you, for once.” She returns to my lap, straddling one thigh. “Teach me how to make you come.”

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