Page 84 of Sinful

Whatever it was, I wanted this just as badly as he did.

I kissed him back, pouring out every ounce of my fear and loathing into each clash of our lips. Even though it was my first time kissing a man, I somehow knew exactly what to do. I’d pictured it in my head so many times, dreamed about it too, and now it came easily to me, like my lips had always been fated to meet Sebastian’s.

He let out a low growl from the back of his throat, one hand tangling in my hair to pull me closer. The rest of the world seemed to fade into a blur around us, along with all its danger. Somehow it no longer mattered that Sebastian was a monster and I was his captive. All that mattered was his hard body pressing against mine and the way his touch sent shivers down my spine, making me ache for more and more.

His practiced fingertips moved lower, delving into the waistband of my pants, and I jolted as the ache in my coreworsened, moans spilling into his mouth as I raked my hands through his thick hair.

He finally pulled back to catch a breath, and his green eyes locked with mine. Then he slowly sank to his knees before me, dragging my pants to the floor with him. My head swam as he pushed my thighs apart and buried his face between my legs. Then his tongue was—oh,lord—his tonguewas sliding all over me, lapping between every fold and swirling over my clit.

I gasped, jerking involuntarily, and grabbed his shoulders to support myself, nails digging deeply into his skin. His grip tightened on me, hands pressed into my ass to hold me steady as he devoured me like a meal, lips and tongue moving with focused precision over every inch of me.

When his hot tongue slid back over my clit, I began to pant desperately, embarrassed by my neediness but too eager to stop. I was growing dizzy, knees threatening to buckle. I wanted to lie down, but I needed to stay on my feet to experience more of Sebastian’s devilish worship. It was overwhelming, almost unbearable, making me moan and gasp with every merciless flick of his tongue.

“Please,” I gasped. “Oh… oh… yes!”

He pulled away for a moment, leaving me aching. “You taste so fucking sweet,” he growled. “So good.”

The hunger in his deep voice made my legs quiver all over again. “Please,” I begged, the word coming out in a half-choked whisper. “More.”

Sebastian gave me a wicked smile and returned his mouth to my delicate flesh, tongue working its magic all over again. I lifted one hand off his shoulder and threaded it in his hair, biting back a desperate cry of bliss. My climax was imminent, rushing toward me like a tidal wave.

I shuddered again as the pleasure tore through me, choking the moans in my throat until they were shaky, rasping breaths.Sebastian kept going, licking me like I was his last meal, hands digging into my thighs to keep me upright even as my knees buckled.

This time, the pleasure didn’t fade away. Instead, the ache inside me was growing worse. My darkest desires from my most wicked dreams were rushing into my mind, unleashing a desperate new need.

“Sebastian,” I said breathlessly, struggling to focus my blurred vision on him. “I… I need...”

It was too shameful to voice all the words, but I needed something more than a tongue between my legs. I felt painfully empty, and I wanted Sebastian to fill that void.

He rose to his feet, eyes glinting as he stared down at me. Then he unbuttoned his trousers and dropped them along with his underwear, revealing his hard cock. The sight of it worsened the needy ache inside me, and my mouth fell open in a soundless cry of desperation.

Sebastian gripped his shaft in one hand, letting out a dark chuckle. “You want this?” he asked, voice low and dangerous. “You want to be fucked?”

A tiny, distant part of me was screaming at me, commanding me to honor my vows and deny him. Reminding me of my sacred duty to remain pure. But the rest of my hazy mind was sinking further and further into a maddening space of hot, smothering desire that quickly blotted out everything else.

Ineededhim to fuck me. Needed the ecstasy it would bring. I was utterly consumed by this need, body coiling like a spring until I felt like I would explode if I didn’t feel his cock inside me right this second. Those old purity vows were nothing but a distant memory now, like they’d never been taken.

“Yes,” I said breathlessly. “I want you.”

“Say it.” His eyes burned into mine. “Say the words.”

“Please… fuck me,” I whispered. The curse word felt dirty as it rolled off my tongue, but that only served to heighten my desire, making my heart beat faster as sinful heat rushed through my veins.

Sebastian smirked and kissed me again, one hand pressed on the side of my face as his hungry lips devoured mine. His stiff cock pressed against my abdomen, and his other hand dropped between us to rub at my slick folds. “Fuck,” he muttered through gritted teeth, pulling back from the kiss. “You’re so wet.”

“For you.” I tilted my head to look right into his eyes, begging him with my gaze.

He leaned down to kiss my neck, and I felt the briefest touch of his teeth against my skin, as if he were willing himself not to bite me and devour me whole. Then he groaned and pulled back.

“No,” he said. “Fuck… no. We can’t do this.”

“What?” My eyes widened. “You don’t want to?”

“Of course I fucking want to,” he growled, one hand raking through his hair as he stared down at me. “But I can’t. You know I can’t.”

“Why?”

“Your vows, Rose. I know how important they are to you.”

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