Page 92 of His Reluctant Savior

Sid inched down my body, peppering me with kisses, working his way down, down, down… my cock twitched in anticipation ofhis perfect mouth. But he completely bypassed it, kissing the right side of my groin and then the left.

“Patience,” he said in response to my irritated huff.

“You’re not the only one who’s gone without.”

He lifted my legs behind my thighs and shoved them back, exposing my hole. “Hello again, Weirdo.”

“Oh. My. God!”

“What? That’s whatyoucalled him.”

I facepalmed, trying desperately not to laugh. “I didn’t… Ugh, never mind. Can we get on with the pleasuring? Getting a little desperate here.”

Sid rolled his eyes and shook his head, feigning exasperation. “Make up your mind.”

I snorted a laugh but quickly shut up when he bent down and ran the flat of his tongue over my hole, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Don’t… While I love that. I just want you in me, baby. Please be in me. I want to feel you without a condom for the first time.”

“As my Boy Scout commands.”

It was my turn to eye roll, but I couldn’t help but smile. For a killer, he sure could be a big tease.

Sid reached over and down to the floor to grab his pants, snagging his wallet from the pocket. He opened it and pulled out a lube packet. “For emergencies,” he explained.

“Does this qualify as an emergency?”

His eyes sparkled with humor, and his smile was crooked. “Itabsolutelydoes.”

Deft fingers ripped it open, and Sid poured some lube into his hand. He set the empty packet down, rubbed his palms together,and stroked his cock, getting it nice and slick. Then he spread the oil along my hole before shoving a finger inside.

“I’m good… Just get in here,” I insisted.

“It’s been a while.”

“I’ll be fine. It will burn and stretch a bit, but I’ll adapt. Get your dick in here.”

“You sure are pushy,” he quipped.

“As if you aren’t as impatient.”

He chuckled. “Fair.”

I pulled my legs back for him. One of his hands rested on the back of my thigh as his other held his cock, lining it up.

“You know what to do, babe,” he said.

I took a deep breath as he eased his tip in. Before, I had adapted to his size from all the sex we had. Now the burn was even more. I breathed through it, and when he pushed himself all the way in, not giving me time to adapt, I bore down to ease the pain.

I threw my head back and groaned, clawing at his forearms as I waited for the pain to abate. He held still, waiting for me until I finally gave him the green light.

“Go,” I said. “Move.”

“You good?”

I growled at him. He laughed, and sometimes I wondered if his laughter was at me instead of with me.

Instead of going hard at me, Sid rested his dense body on top of mine, slowly rolling his hips and taking my lips in his. He worked his tongue into my mouth as he rolled it as slowly as he thrust.

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