Page 16 of A Sinner's Saint

There’s a pile of clothes covering the bedroom chair in the corner of the room and makeup scattered all over the top of my dresser. “It is. But thanks for pretending like it’s not.”

“So, this is you, huh? It’s cute.” Vin spins around, taking in my whole bedroom.

“Where did you go today?” I ask while plopping down onto my bed.

Vin looks away from me, his face closed off. “My brother needed help with something.”

“Vin?”

“Yeah?”

“Come here.” I pat the empty space next to me.

Vin looks from the bed to my face. “I shouldn’t,” he says.

I don’t know what’s going on in his head right now, but I can feel him distancing himself from me with each second that passes. So I push up and walk over to him. “Vin?”

“Yeah?”

“Kiss me as if it’s the first and last time you ever will,” I tell him.

“I thought I already told you there’s never going to be a last time,” he says. His hands cup my face before he brings his lips down onto mine. Gently. He’s always so gentle with me. I don’t hate it.

My arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer. I already know that he won’t do anything unless I ask him to. I learned that during our first night together. Which means I can’t be shy when it comes to asking him to give me what we both want. “Vin?”

“Mhmm?” he mumbles as his mouth travels across my cheek.

I tilt my head as his lips travel along my neck. “I want you to kiss me…”

“I am kissing you,” he says.

“Not there.”

Vin lifts his face so his eyes connect with mine. “Where? Where do you want me to kiss you, Cammi?”

I walk backwards until I hit the bed. Then I lie across it and lift my knees so that my feet are flat on the mattress. My skirt creeps up my thighs and I know he can see my bare pussy. “Here.” I point between my legs.

“Fuck,” Vin hisses before stepping towards the bed. He drops to his knees, hooks his hands under my ass, and drags my body to the edge. “You sure you want this?”

“I want this,” I tell him. “I want you.”

His shoulders quiver before his tongue licks its way down the inside of my thigh. When he reaches my core, he flicks right up the centre, from bottom to top.

“You’re the best fucking thing I’ve ever touched. I’ve ever tasted,” he says before his tongue pushes into my opening. Circling around.

My head tips back. “Oh god,” I moan as pleasure starts to build in the pit of my stomach. Little sparks igniting all over my body.

Vin moves his tongue, flattening it out over my clit. He licks, sucks, and licks again. His fingers dig into the flesh of my thighs as he holds my legs down.

“Oh shit. I’m going to come,” I tell him. “Don’t stop.” My hands land on the back of his head and he freezes.

He gently grabs my wrists before pinning them against the mattress as he continues to wring every bit of pleasure from my body. I come apart, screaming at the top of my lungs. And Vin… He continues to lick me until I stop shaking.

Then I feel the mattress dip as he climbs on next to me. “You good?” he asks.

“Uh-huh. You?” I turn my head, my eyes connecting with his.

“Eating you out is literally the highlight of my day, babe. No complaints here.” He smiles.

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