Page 41 of Tempted By Sin

Heat rolls in my core and I exhale a shaky breath as I listen to him pull the belt through the loops. It falls to the carpeted floor with a soft thud, followed by the dragging of a zipper.

My heart hammers in my chest as I listen to Ace’s movements. It’s driving me crazy not being able to see what he’s doing, the anticipation gnawing at my sides, given the current position I’m in.

“Ace,” I murmur before I’m able to stop myself. “Please…”

“Please what, little bird?”

“Touch me, please.”

A hum vibrates in his throat. “Is that right?”

I nod, unable to find my voice as I breathe heavily against the duvet.

“Have you been a good girl, Pae?”

I open my mouth to speak but only a puff of air escapes. My lack of response earns me another smack on the ass, harder than the previous one. I yelp and fist the bed sheets, riding out the sting sizzling beneath the raw skin.

“I asked you a question. Have you been a good girl?”

“Ye-yes,” I stammer, breathless.

“Yeswhat?” Ace probes, his voice thick with lust.

“Yes, I’ve been a good girl.”

My heart is jackhammering in my chest as the words leave my mouth. I stare at the door to my left, waiting for Ace to do something or say something, but all I’m met with is silence. My knee jerk reaction is to look over my shoulder to see what he’s doing, but the threat of being punished rears its head, so I don’t move a muscle.

After a long moment, Ace slides his hand over the curve of my ass and tears the edge of my drenched panties. “I need you to tell me you’re mine.”

My eyes snap open. “Wh-what?”

His hand slips beneath the material to drag over my slick folds, teasing me. “Tell me you’re mine, Paetyn. I want to hear you say it.”

“I-I—”I can’t do that, I want to say, but the words die on my tongue. How could I possibly say something like that to a man I barely know? The same man who kidnapped me and held me captive for a week. The same man who has been stalking me ever since and could potentially be a dangerous man?

“No?” he murmurs and pulls away, adding to my growing frustration. “One day you’ll tell me without my having to ask, little bird. Because believe it or not, you are mine.”

My arms are tugged back at the same time I feel the crown of his cock nudge my entrance. The pressure of Ace slowly sliding into me and the cuffs around my wrists as my back is forced to arch has my vision blurring at the edges and a groan bursting from my lips.

“Fuck,” Ace grunts as he bottoms out. “You’re perfect, little bird, and so fucking tight.”

All I can manage is a moan in response as he drags out of me only to slam his hips forward, driving deeper into me. A shock of pleasure zaps through my veins as my nipples brush against the duvet, the clamps somehow tightening around the raw skin as Ace picks up the pace.

He releases my bound hands to grip my waist as he drives into me, muttering curse words under his breath. With the position I’m in, bound with my ass in the air, a new wave of sensation flows through me like a tsunami, crashing into every crevice of my body. It’s almost too much to handle, but somehow, I manage to stay focused and zero in on the filthy groans leaving Ace’s mouth and the way he fills me.

He truly is unlike any man I’ve ever met. Being with him makes me feel alive and free to express my deepest, darkest desires. He has brought out parts of myself I didn’t know existed until I met him, and now it’s all I crave. Because of him, all I want is more. And I know he’s the only person who can give me that.

“Ace,” I cry, unable to handle the pressure building rapidly in my core. “I can’t—”

“I don’t fucking care if you’re engaged to that loser,” Ace grunts as he jerks his hips forward, meeting with relentless thrusts. “He doesn’t make you feel the way I do. In fact, he doesn’t deserve to fucking see you this way or hear the sweet sounds you make.”

He brings a hand down on my exposed ass and it just about sends me over the edge. I’m breathless and my head is starting to spin, but I focus on Ace and his presence. I’m addicted to the feel of his fingers digging into my skin and the way his cologne wraps around me like a warm blanket.

“Shit,” Ace hisses as he picks up the pace, the slapping of our skin almost deafening. “Fuck!”

I don’t see the blinding light coming or notice the fall over the edge of the cliff, but I sure as fuck feel it in every corner of my body. My body trembles as I come, the orgasm shocking me to my core and stealing my vision as I ride the wave.

“Ace!” I cry, shaking violently as he continues to fuck me, chasing his own release.

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