Page 22 of Sunshine & Ink

My anger still burned as I raked my eyes down Sunni’s body.

Fucking Apostle, with hisyes, cousinandof course, cousin, trying to rush me.

I wasn’t quite ready to send Sunni out yet. That would happen only whenIsaid so.

There was an angry heat in my veins and I kicked off my boots.

“Take off your clothes.”

“Raker, I—have to tell you something and I’m afraid you’ll be angry,” she said.

I frowned a bit. The rage crawling under my skin meant I needed to fuck right away, fuck some of this fury out, because me with a simmering temper was good for no one.

“What is it?” I asked, lying back in the bed. “Get your clothes off and don’t make me ask you twice.”

She crawled after me on the bed and grasped her shirt, pulling it up and exposing a few inches of her taut flesh.

Fuck, there was something about Sunni. . .

“I’m afraid you’ll send me away. I know you don’t like girls like this to apply to work for the Saints.”

“Just tell me,” I said sternly, reaching up impatiently to roll her shirt over her head. “That’s an order.”

“I—was a virgin, Raker,” she said, hanging her head down. “You are theonlyman I’ve ever had sex with.”

I stilled for a moment, my hand reflexively stroking Sunni’s long, thick strawberry blonde hair. Glints from the afternoon sun lit it up, shining a glittering burnished red.

Of course

I should have known.

It wasn’t that it was notpermittedto apply as a virgin. I just hadn’t expected anyone who was only a virgin to get through the screening process, someone with no experience with men to be able to please me well enough to stand out among the many other women who’d be applying.

But Sunni had.

My cock throbbed in my jeans.

The more I thought of it, the more pleasurable the idea was that she had come as a virgin.

“So I’m the only man to ever fuck you?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said, running her hands nervously down her thighs, her tight nipples pebbling against her thin bra.

“Come here.”

She climbed eagerly over me, already reaching down for the button on my jeans.

“I only want you, Raker. I don’t wantanyoneelse.”

Her eyes shone with sincerity and devotion as she was poised over my body. Her thighs felt wet with one leg on either side of mine.

How turned-on she always was, just to see me. She never needed lube, toys, anything. She was always wet and ready for me.

“You only want to fuck me?” I asked for the pleasure of it, as I ran my hand down her body, rubbing her rosy tight little nipples to watch her eyes widen and her breath come so fast she was gasping.

“Yes, Raker!” she said eagerly, crawling up so both her thighs were spread wide over mine. My cock twitched, heavy in my pants as she bent to kiss my chest, putting her hands on my skin as I felt a shiver of lust up my spine.

“I only want to please you, Raker.”

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