5

PRIDE

The fight left Miriam’s eyes. She looped her arms around my neck and hooked her legs around my hips, pulling me closer. I thought the angry kitten would put up more of a fight, but I wasn’t complaining.

“What do you mean we’re only getting started?” She murmured, her eyes fixed on my mouth. My lips tilted higher at the corners, and I couldn’t resist dropping my head to give her what she wanted.

Miriam moaned when I slipped my tongue into her mouth, and I groaned when she sucked on the tip of it like she had sucked the come out of my cock. I groaned throatily and rubbed my cock between her slit. It was hard again, and ready to blow.

“It means exactly what it sounds like, baby.” I raked my teeth over her bottom lip, delivering pain before soothing it with a lavish swipe of my tongue. “I’ve made you come once, but that’s only the beginning. My balls are nearly as heavy as your tits, and I’m dying to bend you over and fuck the living daylights out of you.”

Her mouth parted, probably to protest, but I swallowed it with a dirty kiss.

“You can’t tell me you don’t want this, Miriam. You can’t tell me that you don’t want me.” I dragged my mouth away from hers and chuckled when she lifted her head, seeking more.

She could try and deny it as much as she wanted, but her body betrayed her. She wanted me, and she wanted me bad.

Miriam gnawed on her bottom lip as she watched me with a hungry look in her eyes. For a girl that was trying to resist me not long ago, she sure looked like she couldn’t get enough of me right now.

“I’ve had a lot of sex,” she murmured. “Probably more than most girls my age, but it was always with boys.”

I dropped my hand to her chin and pinched it, forcing her lips apart. I slipped my tongue inside her mouth and curled it around hers. I swallowed her whimper and ground my cock against her pussy when she pressed the soles of her feet into my ass to force me closer.

“What are you saying, baby?” I whispered against her mouth between kisses.

“I’ve never had sex with a man before.” She dug her nails into my back and scratched down, the pain setting my body on fire in the best way.

“That’s a shame.”

“Why?”

I pulled away with a grin which tipped even higher at the corners when she pouted at the loss. It was quickly replaced with a gasp when I slapped my cock against her pussy, playing with my come that still decorated her pussy and making an even bigger mess.

“Because I’m all Sin, baby.”

“If I wasn’t so turned on right now, I would find that was really corny.” Her adorable pout returned when I moved to get off the bed. “Where are you going? I thought you said we’re only getting started.”

“We are.”

I turned to admire myself in the mirror. There was a warm flush to my naturally tan skin, making me look darker than I usually was. My hair was in messy disarray from when she had run her fingers through it while we kissed earlier, and my mouth was ruby red and swollen from devouring Miriam’s. My chiselled chest and rock-hard abs glistened in the lighting, and I couldn’t wait to see a thin layer of sweat over it later while I fucked her.

The others wouldn’t agree, but I was, by far, the sexiest Sin. Call me biased but it was true.

“It looks more like you want to fuck yourself,” she joked from the bed.

“Oh, I fuck myself all the time, baby.” I grinned, my mirrored room showing me the appreciative glint in her eyes as she watched me. More like eye-fucked me. “But don’t worry, I’d much rather enjoy you while you’re here and fuck myself to the memory of you when you’re gone.”

Her tongue poked out to lick along her full lips as if savouring my lingering taste. I couldn’t fault her as I had unashamedly done the same.

An impatient huff escaped her. “Then what are you waiting for?”

“I like to take my time, baby. Make sure I do a real good job.”

Miriam looked torn for a moment, unsure if she should reach out for me to fuck her good like we both knew I would or if she should take care of herself again like before. If the former, I was already one step ahead of her with my plan, and if the latter, well, she wouldn’t hear any complaints from me.

“Crawl to me,” I groaned in a husky voice, curling a finger at her, beckoning her to me.

The tick in her jaw looked like she wanted to complain, but she surprised me when she dropped to all fours and slowly crawled her way to the edge of the bed. Her heavy boobs swayed with the movement, and I snapped a mental image of the moment for the spank bank later.