Page 59 of A Sinner's Saint

“If I had a reason to, I would in a heartbeat.” We both know I’m talking about him. “I have an idea.”

“What?”

“What if, just for this week, we evoke thefriends with benefitsprogram?” It’s been a really long time since I’ve been touched, since I’ve had an orgasm. I don’t know if Vin has spent the same amount of time celibate, but I don’t think he’s been with anyone else either.

“Friends with benefits. What kind of benefits are we talking here, Cammi?” Vin aims a questioning brow in my direction.

“The orgasm kind,” I whisper. “It’s been a really long time for me, Vin, and there’s only so much a girl can do for herself.”

“Just so we’re clear, it’s been just as long for me,” he states. “I don’t want to lose the friendship we have, Cammi. I can’t risk losing you completely.”

“That’s never going to happen. I promise,” I tell him. “I get it. I know that when we go home, you’ll be in Melbourne and I’ll still be in Sydney. And we will go back to being friendswithoutbenefits.”

“Okay,” Vin says. “But you have to promise me, Cammi. Promise me that after we leave here, you’re not going to hate me.”

“I couldn’t hate you even if I tried.” I smile at him. “Now, can we reschedule the Louvre and go back to the apartment instead?”

After Vin pays the check, because he refuses to let me pay for anything, we head back to the apartment. Both of us are quiet. The anticipation of what’s about to happen building within me. I haven’t felt this level of excitement in a long time.

As soon as we’re behind closed doors, I drop my coat to the ground before I reach for the hem of my sweater and lift it over my head. I step backwards towards the bedroom as I leave a trail of clothes behind me.

Vin’s eyes fill with heat, lust, need. He tugs off his coat, letting it hit the floor, as those dark eyes of his roam up and down my body. I lose my bra, right before my shoes fly across the room as I kick them off my feet. Vin growls, audibly growls, as he takes in my bare chest. The back of my knees hit the bed while my fingers undo the button on my jeans and I slide the material down my legs, along with my panties.

Once I’m completely naked, I lie on the bed. Vin stands at the edge of the mattress, staring down at me. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Cammi,” he says.

“Vin, I want you to touch me. Everywhere. I want you to make love to me. I want you to kiss me. I want you to use my body for your own pleasure while giving me mind-blowing orgasms too.” I don’t know how much more explicit I can be in giving him permission.

“Open your legs,” he says. He’s statue still, doesn’t move a muscle.

I spread my legs wide, my knees bent and forming a butterfly shape as my feet almost touch.

“Fuck. You’re drenched. Look how much you’re glistening for me, Cammi.” Vin drops to his knees. “Touch yourself. Show me how you’ve been giving yourself pleasure.”

I bring my fingers to my clit and start slowly rubbing small circles. My eyes close. There’s something erotic about having him watch me touch myself. It feels good, but it’s not what I want. I want him. “Vin, please, I need you to touch me.”

“Where do you want me to touch you, Cammi?” Vin asks.

“Everywhere. I want your hands on me, Vin. I want your mouth on me,” I moan as my fingers continue to explore, pleasure building throughout my body.

Then I feel his hands on my thighs. He’s shaking. My eyes open and connect with his. I want to ask if he’s okay, but then his fingers push my own away and run straight up the middle of my wet folds.

“Oh god.” My head falls back again. And his mouth is on me, kissing up the inside of my thigh.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this,” he says, following his words with a lap of his tongue right up the middle.

“Oh, shit. Yes!” I cry out. My hands twirl into his hair. They’re only there for a moment before Vin grabs both of my wrists and pins them against the bed.

His tongue swirls around my clit. His mouth closes over me, sucking, and I’m gone. It’s been so long since I felt like this. I can’t hold it back as little fireworks go off inside my body.

Vin kisses his way up my torso.When did he take off his pants?I’m not about to stop whatever he’s doing to ask him, though. His mouth latches on to one of my breasts and my back arches off the bed. “Vin, please, I need you,” I tell him. “I need you inside me.”

He looks up and then moves until his cock is pressing at the entrance of my pussy. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I tell him, my eyes connected with his. And then he slowly enters me. My hands grip his arms. “Yes, yes,” I say again as he bottoms out inside me.

Vin slides out and slams back in again. His cock filling me up and stretching me out. “I love you, so damn much,” he says and then claims my mouth with his.

He continues to slowly slide in and out of me while kissing me gently. His hands caress up and down my body. And I can feel it. His love. I don’t doubt that he loves me. I never have.Which I guess is the reason I hold on to hope that one day we can have this again. For now, I’ll take what I can get.

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