Page 27 of Heartless Sinner

He looks like he knows I’m close to another orgasm again. My assumption is confirmed when he presses one finger against my clit and I come.

Grinning, he returns to my pussy and laps up my juices while he continues to eat me out.

My body weakens from the onslaught of his tongue. I’m spent, drained of my energy.

More wetness rushes from me, and he drinks me in, taking it all until there’s nothing left but my need for more. More of him.

He stands, and before my next thought can form, his hand glides to my nape and he pushes me to my knees in front of him.

My body obeys his demanding touch and my knees hit the carpet.

I stare up at him, taking in the dark lust brewing like a storm in his hazel eyes.

He grips the hem of his shirt, and my breath catches as he pulls it over his head in one fluid motion.

His abs ripple with each breath, and I shamelessly stare at him, scanning the defined ridges that form his six pack and the happy trail of dark hair that disappears into his waistband.

The scorpions I'd glimpsed on his forearms earlier are just the beginning of the artwork on his body. Dark ink spreads across his chest in an intricate tapestry of Japanese and Viking art where dragons weave between kanji characters and runes.

He looks down at me like he knows exactly what the sight of him is doing to my self-control.

That tempting smirk returns to his face, and he unzips his pants, then he shoves it down his hips and frees his cock.

My eyes glue to his long, thick cock that looks so hard it’s straining toward me.

“I want your mouth on me now, bellezza.” His hand flexes around his massive erection, and my mouth waters at the sight of him touching himself. “Open your pretty mouth for me.”

The moment I do, he slides his cock inside. He groans, closing his eyes for a moment before he grips my hair and pushes deeper inside my mouth.

Within seconds, he’s deep-throating me, fucking my face. And I take it. I take it because this is still part of the fantasy. After tonight, the fantasy disappears and I go back to being the damsel in distress without a prince or a hope in hell to rescue her.

I loosen my jaw to take him even deeper and he mutters a string of curses in what must be Italian.

“Fuck, bellezza. You’re fuckingperfect.”

He slams in and out of my mouth, his thrusts long, deep, and hard and his grunts low and primal.

The sound turns me on and I want to keep going, but then he pulls out.

“We’ll do that again later. I want to come in your beautiful cunt.” His dirty talk sends a bolt of desire through me and suddenly my body craves him like nothing else. “Get on the bed now. On your hands and knees.”

He helps me to stand and smacks my ass when I turn around. I gasp and continue toward the bed. He takes off his pants and joins me, slipping an arm around my waist before I climb onto the bed.

“I don’t know if I can be gentle with you, bellezza.” He nuzzles his mouth into the side of my neck.

“You don’t have to be,” I whisper back, the quiver in my voice noticeable as I wonder what it will be like to be with him.

“Good, because I’d hate to scare you away.” He kisses my neck and trails a line down my shoulder before scooping me up onto the bed.

He guides me to the center and I settle on my hands and knees, then he climbs up behind me.

I look ahead, and my breath catches when I notice that we’re facing the full-length mirror on the closet. And I can see us. Me kneeling with my hair falling over my naked body with my breasts full and round like large globes swaying in front of me. Him behind me, naked too, looking like a beautiful, deadly anime villain.

We look like we’re about to shoot a porn.

Embarrassed, I look away, but Mr. Dreamy pulls me flush against his body and catches my face, guiding me back to look at our erotic reflection.

“Don’t look away,” he speaks into my ear and slides his free hand down to my pussy so I can see his fingers fondling over my clean-shaven mound. “I want you to watch us, watchmewhile I fuck you. So you’ll always remember tonight. Do you hear me,bellezza?”