Page 4 of Dirty Big Sins

I opened my mouth to give her another command and angled my head to scrape my teeth against her throat instead. The urges inside me had grown and I was fighting not to push her too hard. Which did nothing to stop me from biting down. A nip at first and then a little harder.

“I make them naughty,” I finally answered as my mouth closed over her skin. I was going to mark her and so help me God, I didn’t care. My self-control slipped another notch. “Naughty isn’t good enough though, is it?” I bit at more skin until every inch of her available to me had been touched.

The bright red blush of her skin was a thing of pure beauty and I couldn’t get enough of it. “You’re going to be filthy for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she cried as I nipped again, this time a fraction harder before returning to her mouth. I was going to devour her, and I’d start with this kiss. I planned to kiss her until she couldn’t breathe, and then I’d feast on her pussy until she couldn’t move and then I’d—

Fuck.

I was definitely about to lose it. This woman. How was she stealing my control?

Tearing free from the sweet nectar of her mouth, I released her hands and took a step back. The loss of her body pressed to mine made my dick ache for more, but it was time to slow this down or…

“What—” She caught my raised eyebrow and her protest died as quickly as it started. “Now?” She looked a little unsure and that was enough to fortify my resolve. My dick could wait a little bit longer before he tasted pussy. Besides, the wait always made it sweeter.

“Now,” I repeated, waiting for her to comply.

To her credit, she didn’t make me wait for long. She reached for the hem of her dress and slowly pulled that sheath of siren red over her head, the silky fabric clinging against her skin for only a moment too long before she dropped it to the floor. Whatever I’d been expecting quickly slipped from my mind at the sight of her deep blue panty and bra set and the flesh cupped within. Neither seem to cover very much and yet I was desperate to see more.

I thought I had that urge under control until she turned slightly and leaned down to remove a shoe, revealing the perfect curves of her gorgeous ass.

Fuck me. Control or not, I was a goner. As was the thought that I’d have her for only one night. Getting this woman out of my system was going to take time. Lots of it. I’d definitely have to convince her to return to the States with me. Maybe if we had a week or two…

When the fuzz I called brains woke from its stupor, I thought I would have to remind her of my instructions. Fortunately, I did not. As she unhooked the bra and it fluttered to the floor, I was treated to the fact that thus far she’d obeyed like a dream. Her panties quickly followed, and it wasn’t long before her clothes were neatly folded, and she stood before me completely naked with her arms at her sides and her head facing forward. As if she’d done this kind of thing before…

Something dark boiled up inside me. I wasn’t a fucking saint and I didn’t expect her to be one either, but something about the idea of another man’s hands on her made me want to crawl out of my skin. Or rip the balls from each and every one of them. At that thought, I forced myself to turn away from her and head into the bedroom.

She’d been given orders to wait five minutes, and I couldn’t wait to see how she handled it. Standing naked and alone could unnerve even the most experienced women. Part of me wanted to drag her to the bed and shove my cock so deep inside her we’d both see stars. But I needed every second of that time to regain my equilibrium. I gathered a few supplies from the adjoining bathroom, placed them under the pillow and then took a seat in the chair across from the bed.

The five minutes were nearly up, and I was still hanging onto my control by a thread. I needed to do something to take off the edge. She walked into the room on shaky steps and again my brain short-circuited.

“Is this where you want me?” She stopped at the edge of the mattress without turning to face me. Instead she kept her gaze forward. Focused on the bed. Her words sounded bold, but the blush tinging her skin and the slight tremor in her hands gave away the truth. My sweet little girl was nervous.

“Perfect.” And she was. From the sweep of her dark hair against the curve of her neck and shoulders to the arch of her spine and the flare of her hips from a narrow waist, every inch of her could have been sculpted by Michelangelo himself and she would not be more perfect.

“Lean forward and put your hands on the bed. I need a good look at that juicy cunt before I devour it.”

Her whimper came out part moan and part cry, and it was as exquisite as the rest of her, making it even more important she did exactly as instructed.

When she leaned forward, I found I couldn’t sit still for another second. I bolted up from the chair and closed the small space between us in one long stride.

“Brace yourself, princess. I’m about to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked by any other man.” Yes, the idea of another person touching this perfect body still burned through me in a scalding path. It wasn’t logical, it didn’t belong in this room at all, but it was still there regardless. “But know this. Whatever demands I make will be more than worth the time it takes for you to comply. My plan is to give us both what we need, even if those needs are never spoken out loud.”

“But—how will you know?” she panted.

“This right here.” I slid my finger between her legs and through the hot moisture already gathered. “Fuck. I can’t wait to hear you scream when you come.”

Hard shudders racked through her body as I teased her plump lower lips. We’d barely just begun and I could tell she was already almost there. And don’t get me started on how hard my dick was from picturing her eager response to every command I planned to make.

“Hurry,” she pleaded.

Normally that one word would have forced me to slow down. Control was everything. But I knew exactly how she felt. We were both too far gone for anything resembling slow. Maybe, I thought as my finger slid inside her beautiful cunt for the first time, by the second or third time, I would be back on an even keel. Something I had my doubts about as my mind exploded with images of my cock between her tits, my handprint on her ass, and her tight little pussy…

Oh, Zia.You are in so much trouble with me.

Of course I knew her name. As I’d said, every man at tonight’s party wanted a piece of her.

But I’d taken her from them and now she would be mine.

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