Page 47 of Breaking the Sinner

“Feels amazing,” he finished for her.

She clamped her mouth shut, smoothing a palm over the front of his shirt. Reverent, like touching hallowed soil. “Is that…” Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. “Your…”

“My cock?”

Her cheeks went red. All the answer he needed.

“Sure is, Red.” He thrust upward again, grinding against her crotch. She sucked in a shuddery breath, her eyes fluttering shut.

“Why does it feel so good?”

“Dry humping, sweets.” The pet name flew out of his mouth without thinking, but he barreled on. “This is the kind of shit you do in seventh grade in your bedroom when the ’rents aren’t looking.” He sent her a devilish look. “Luckily we don’t have anyone to tell us no. Or do we? Where’s your roommate?”

“At work,” she said weakly.

“Mmm.” He snagged her lips in another velvety kiss. He started a slow roll beneath her and she clung to him. Her head dropped back, showing off the pulse skating beneath her skin.

She bucked her hips against him tentatively. He grunted. “There you go,” he said in a low voice, tilting his head to get a look at her from a different angle. She could be his kinky angel. A strangled whimper escaped her. Maybe she was holding it in.

“Don’t be shy, Red.” He ran his hands up the sides of her body, tracing that deep dip in her waist. Her tank top had rolled up a few inches, showcasing the porcelain terrain beneath. He pressed his fingertips beneath the fabric. Teasing. Threatening to go higher. “Show me how loud you can be.”

She shook her head. “Cobra, I can’t do that. Somebody could hear us.”

“There’s nobody here.” His cock throbbed in his pants. He wanted to fuck her until the sun went down. Until the sun came up again. Rinse and repeat until exhaustion claimed him. He dragged his lips over her shoulder, tasting the salty-sweet tang of her flesh.

“But the walls,” she said in a shaky voice, “are thin.”

He ground his hips in a slow circle, watching the expressions crease her face. First pain, then shock, then something damn near close to bliss.

When he did it again, she groaned softly. Clinging to him like her life depended on it. “So what base does this put us at?”

Chapter 20

“It’s a technicality,” he said, laughing through another kiss. “Clothes aren’t off. This is still second base.”

Gen gripped the ridge of his shoulders. A riot of sensation flooded her. He felt too good between her legs. He acted as the bolt of lightning amid this swirling sexual storm.

“Of course you know how to break the sex rules,” she said, rocking her pelvis against him. That look crossed his face again, the one she read as a warning. Telling her he was maybe one more rock away from unhinging. From pushing both of them off the edge of a cliff she’d never even looked at for the entirety of her adult life.

Cobra’s eyes fluttered shut, his jaw flexing. “God, Red. Can you imagine?” His fingertips dug into the sides of her hips again. She wilted against him. “How good it’s gonna feel when we finally fuck?”

She drew a low breath, his words screaming through her.When we finally fuck.It was the hottest, most sinful thing anyone had said to her. She wasn’t supposed tofuck—good girls were vessels for their husband’s pleasure—but that was exactly what she needed. Why Cobra was sitting on her couch at five p.m. rubbing his super-aroused penis against her…pussy.

Maybe this was a little bit aboutherpleasure too.

She could barely think the word without heat finding her face. She buried her face in his neck. The scent there comforted her. Like a miniature safe zone. “I cannot imagine. Not even a little bit.”

“Mmm.” His moan turned into a growl. “I can.” He rocked beneath her, increasing the friction. Every time that hard ridge between his legs knocked against her most sensitive parts, the air in her lungs dissipated. Warm tingles swirled in her core.

“God, I can’t wait until you can feel how deep I’ll go,” he said, his voice a husky reverie. Every word thrilled through her. “I’ll sink so deep, Gen.” He wet his bottom lip, his eyes on the heavy roundness of her breasts. “I’ll fuck you until you scream.”

He bucked beneath her again, another zip of pleasure swarming her limbs. She’d imagined hooking up with a guy, but already this couch session with Cobra was a hundred times hotter than she could have imagined. One of his hands wandered up the side of her shirt, inching closer to her breast.

She sucked in a fortifying breath and grabbed his hand, placing the palm on her breast. What was she thinking? The sexual tension had possessed her. Rendered her courageous and crazy. His eyes flashed, a wicked smile making the corners of his lips curl upward.

“Can I take it off?”

The question sizzled through her, but finally she shook her head. Not courageous enough. With all the female bodies he’d seen, hers would be a letdown, she was sure of it. She couldn’t deal with that extra level of vulnerability today.

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