Page 126 of Sinner's Salvation

No man had ever cared this much about her desire, her needs, her trust.

If she hadn’t already fallen in love with him, this would have accomplished it. Since she did love him...well, it was time to show him.

He filled her up until he was all she could feel, hot and hard inside her. Pleasure simmered inside her blood, and a craving for more took hold, took over her thoughts, took her to a place she’d never been before.

He’d become herhome.

She tightened her inner muscles around him, then released. Tightened and released, tightened and released.

His eyes grew wider. “Holy shit, are you—”

She did it again, and he began to perspire, so close to the edge of orgasm he couldn’t even talk.

“Some people,” she said, continuing to stroke him with her inner muscles. “Can wiggle their ears.” She ran her hands up his back to his shoulders and took a good grip on them. “I can do this.”

He shuddered, closing his eyes briefly. “I’m trying to be a gentleman.”

She lifted her head and ran her tongue up his throat. “Why on earth...would you want to do that?” She let her head fall back and smiled at him. “Fuck me.”

He bared his teeth at her. “You want me out of control?”

“I want you. I don’t want careful.I want you.”

“As my lady commands,” he whispered again, then pulled out of her, slowly, slowly, slowly. His cock hit places inside her she didn’t know existed.

He wasn’t going slow when he powered back in. It was forceful, strong, and exactly what she needed.

“You feel so good,” she moaned, as he set a hard, fast pace. The delicious slide of him, in and out, tightened the coil of pleasure inside her until she hovered right on the edge. “Harder,” she begged.

“Fuck,” he grunted, and slid his hand between them to flick her clit.

She exploded with an intensity that dimmed the world to a distant island, before it came rushing back.

Evan was chanting in her ear, “Anna, Anna, Anna.” As he poured himself into her. After a few more moments, he began to relax and buried his face against her neck.

She clung to him, breathing heavily, and realized tears were rolling down her face. She wrapped her arms around him tight.

His head came up and he stared at her. “Anna? Are you all right? Did I hurt you?”

“No,” she managed to squeak out of a throat clogged with more tears. “No, I just...it was so...I’ve never felt...that loved before.”

A huge smile lit up his face. “So, these are happy tears?”

“These aregood God when can we do itagain tears.”

He laughed outright, which helped calm her, and she stopped hiccupping.

She closed her eyes and snuggled into him.

He rubbed one thumb over her cheek. “Have a snack.”

She opened one eye. “Just a small one, and you have to promise to eat and drink well for the next several days.”

“I promise.” He angled his neck over her mouth.

She licked the salty sweat from his skin, then nicked his vein with the smallest of punctures.

He was delicious, but she was careful to take only what she needed and no more.

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