Page 22 of Sinner's End

I groan as she climbs me, throwing a denim-clad thigh across my hips until her heat meets my erection. Her breath sharpens against my cheek, but I cup the back of her head, holding her in place so she had no choice but to keep kissing me as she grinds her sinfully hot body against mine.

She reaches between us but I catch her in a grip she can’t break. “No, Addi. Not just yet.”

She mewls at me and tips her head down to look at me through her lashes.Brat. Called it.

“What if I really want to? Or don’t you do girls on the first date, K?” She gives me a nickname and my heart pounds like I just scored a touchdown.

“I want to do you right now on the hood of my car.” I kiss her again, wanting her lips swollen and flushed as fuck when she has her little meeting with Mana. “And we will fuck. Soon, I promise. But not just now.”

She pouts, wiggling her hips in a figure eight pattern over my groin I swear is designed as an eternal punishment for men alone. “You’re turning me down?”

I laugh softly and kiss her hard for a second, only to break back and leave her panting. The pretty pink flush creeps up her cheeks and she stares at me with wild eyes.

“I said soon, Addi.” I kiss her hard again, then again, barely able to keep my control in check. “Fuck, you taste good.Addictive.”

Her hands claw at my chest. “I want to be closer, Kaleb. Please. Pretty please?” She bats those damn eyelashes at me, linking her arms behind my neck to rub our bodies together. “I want to feel all of you.”

“You’re doing a damn fine job of that. If this is what burgers do for you, what the hell will it be like when I feed you bacon?”

Her eyes glow when I remember her favorite. “Try me, and find out.”

“Fuckkkk.”

I tip my head back, desperate for a breath before I do what she’s asking me for and fuck her on my car. Her mouth goes to town on my exposed throat, licking and sucking, while her hands pull free of my grip and enter a little downstairs tour below my belt.

She’s gentle, folding her small palm around the straining denim at my groin, and squeezing softly. “You do want me,” she purrs, while still managing to sound surprised.

“Yeah.” My brain is mush. “I want you. I also want to savor every kiss and taste you give me. Take it slow until we’re both bursting with need and then that first time together…” I blow out a hard breath as she strokes her fingertips over my cock. “That first time will be fucking unforgettable.”

“I want that,” she whispers, fitting her body against meand rubbing her breasts to my chest like a kitten in heat. “I want to drip for you.”

“Christ, the mouth on you.” I fist one hand in her hair, yanking her head back and bow her body so I’m leaning over her, getting right up in her space. My other hand grips over my cock and I fold my fingers around hers. “But if you want to kick-start us off, I like it hard, baby.” I squeeze our hands together roughly, crushing her fingers beneath mine.

Her soft “oooh,” and my labored breaths mingle as I show her how to work me. The combination has me ready to blow in seconds, but I’m determined to edge us both into insanity. Speaking of…

“When you touch yourself tonight, think of me, hell kitten.” I kiss her slowly, working her back up and twist our hands so my knuckles rub her denim-encased pussy. “And just as you get close…” I pull our hands away, leaving us both breathless, desperate, and panting. “Stop.”

“Huh?” Her eyes flare, wild for a moment, and I nearly come in my pants.

“That right there, kitten, is exactly what I want to see in your face when I fuck you the first time. That edge where you need it so bad, you can’t think. That we want each other so much, it’s all-consuming.”

Her breaths come short. “And if I do get myself off?” Her desperation turns wicked out of necessity.

Denial will be so much fucking fun with her.I smile darkly, reaching out to catch her chin and tap her swollen lips with my thumb.Perfect.“I’m not above a funishment date.”

“A, um, what?”

I lean closer, wrapping my hand around her throat and exerting the slightest amount of pressure to show her where we stand. “I can show you pleasure in denial, Addi. In the tiniest addition of pain. And I have a spanking fetish.” I smirk, and lether go.

More blood rushes to her lips as she pants for me.

Mission fucking achieved.

I end our date on that little note, easing her into my car with soft promises of more and kissing her gently until that softness resumes, swiping away the desperation I woke in her earlier. There will be time for that later, and later will be soon, because I’m barely in control of myself as it is.

“This was different,” Addi murmurs as I start the engine, the familiar purr almost doing as much for me as the girl who was writhing on my lap mere minutes ago.

Almost.But not quite. My obsession with this machine has waned to make room for a new sort that rips through my veins.

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