Page 57 of My Favorite Sin

She laughs softly and kisses me, returning to her seat on my thigh. I bite her bottom lip hard, scolding her.

She yelps and pulls back, touching her fingers to her lips. When she lowers them, they’re tinged red. “You drew blood.” Her chest rises with unsteady breaths, then she launches forward, crashing her mouth to mine.

Her kisses are metallic with the taste of blood. My cock strains in her hand, aching to come, which only adds to how fucked up I am over this girl, that even her blood turns me on.

Pain shoots through me when she bites my lip in return, drawingmyblood this time. I kiss her harder, groaning into her mouth as our blood mixes as one. This girl is literally running through my veins and I’m in hers.

“Fucking little freak. Don’t ever change. I am so fucking obsessed with you, Ally. Go faster,” I order.

She follows my instruction perfectly, looking down and watching the work she’s performing on my cock. Her hips continue riding me, matching the speed of her hand.

I grunt, my hips thrusting. “You’re going to make me come. Faster. I’m right there.”

Out of nowhere, her wrist stops moving, along with her grinding. She looks me directly in the eyes, her voice breathless. “I’ll let you come if you promise me something.”

The corner of my mouth tugs into a grin. She’s playing with me, but there’s nothing manipulative in her voice. “I promise.”

“You’re not going to ask me what the promise is?”

“No.”

She licks our blood from her lips and leans in, her laugh brushing my ear. “Last chance to rethink your answer. You’ll regret making this promise.”

Doubtful.

I will do anything this girl asks of me.

When I don’t back out, she grinds on my leg again and her hand continues working my cock up and down at an achingly perfect pace.

“Dan,” she winces my name, her face tight, like she’s struggling not to come. Her voice is a beg, telling me she can’t hold off much longer.

“Let me watch you come,” I tell her. “Watching you is what’s going to make me spill everywhere for you.”

She doesn’t need to be told twice. Ally moans and her body shudders with an orgasm as she rides my leg. And just from that one sound Ally makes, she draws the cum out of me, heat bursting all through my body, my hips bucking violently up from the bench. I groan, trying to not be too loud on the odd chance someone hears. The cum is pouring out, shooting all over Ally’s stomach and dripping down to her pussy. I feel it on my pants, right where Ally is grinding. It’s mixing with her own wetness. She realizes too, and her moans grow louder, her orgasm intensifying. Just knowingthat my cum is smeared all over her pussy and that she likes it makes me come harder. The hardest I’ve ever come. Five years of pent-up sexual tension spills out of me.

Finally, Ally’s body gives out on her and she falls into my chest, limp and panting.

“I know you’re wrecked, baby. You’ve worked hard. But untie these ribbons. I need to hold you.”

She loosens the knots and I wrap her in my arms, cradling her to my chest. Everything is perfect as we hold each other, catching our breaths beneath the moonlight in this maze. I stroke her hair and run my fingers along her damp skin, savoring this moment while I get to live in the delusion that she’s mine forever. She brings her lips to mine, and when she kisses me, it’s gentle and slow. It’s like she’s my girlfriend and we’ve just made love. It’s a dangerous fantasy to embrace when I know she isn’t truly mine, yet I can’t bring myself to crush it.

“We’ve kept this a secret for so long, Ally. We can continue just like this. No one will find out.”

She leans back, looking at me. “They will find out. You had your fingers in me while we were posing for a family photo. My mother has almost caught us several times.” She glances around us at the maze. “Our meeting spots aren’t exactly private.”

“We’ll meet at my place only.”

“For how long? You plan to live in secrecy for the rest of our lives?”

“Yes, if it means having you.”

She smiles at me, but her eyes are riddled with sadness. “Let’s talk about this later. I don’t want to ruin this moment. You have no idea how much I needed this.” Her lips graze mine, the metallic taste gone. I push our issues aside, not wanting to tarnish this moment either.

“Let me find you something to clean up with,” I say, zipping up my fly.

“I’m not wiping your cum off me, if that’s what you’re implying.”

“You’re a mess. It’s all over your stomach and between your thighs. You’re going to return to the benefit like that?”

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