Page 119 of Sinner

My little lamb was quick on her feet, rushing from the room in her attempt to hide.

I trailed behind her, enjoying the ridiculous chase. She even rushed right past me, her body only inches away. While I managed to snag her hair, she twisted as she laughed, able to pull away from my tenuous hold.

Laughing, I simply turned my head, catching a few slight noises in her attempt to scurry away. My mind was drifting to the forest. There were dozens of delicious tools to be used outside in the wild.

I’d need to improvise. Maybe this was her test of me for a change.

How enticing.

I waited a few seconds before leaving the bedroom, finding her mask in the pathway leading from the room toward the kitchen. “You know you can run, but there is no chance of you being able to hide for long.”

My words cut through the stillness.

Did she not know she was enticing a beast and what the creature would do once he caught her? My balls were tighter than they’d ever been as I searched the darkness. I detected a hint of warm peppermint, the scent drawing me close to where she was hiding. My eyes were used to the shadows, the furniture no hindrance. While this wasn’t a fair hunt, my blood was boiling from the adventure alone.

I moved through the darkness, silent in my prowess. She’d managed to conceal herself carefully, but the single crackle of electricity alerted me to her presence.

As I entered the hallway leading toward the guest room and her office, she appeared at the end, her shadowed form providing more than a jolt of desire.

Her laugh was subtle and she darted into her office in her attempt to get away from me.

Instead of chasing, I removed my mask, tossing it aside and moving into the darkness of the guest room.

Now we were on an even playing field.

With my hunger only increasing, the seconds ticked by with no sound and no indication she was headed in my direction.

Until a single breathless moan assaulted my senses.

As soon as she crept into the room, I swept her off her feet, laughing at her delightful squeal.

“My beautiful Desdemona. When will you finally learn there is nowhere to run where I won’t find you?”

Jessica

The temptation was too intense, my blood pressure rising the moment he’d walked inside my house. I’d known my Sinner was going to arrive. It had only been a matter of time. He knew I was responsible for the article. Was he here to thank or punish me?

I didn’t need to wait long for the answer. Xander swept me into the adjoining bathroom, initially keeping the lights off. The pitch black was only offset by a slight stream of moonlight coming in from one of two rooms. He’d removed his mask and his silhouette should be intimidating if not terrifying.

But I was breathless with excitement. So much so as he drove my stomach against the hard edge of the counter, I moaned instead of wincing.

I didn’t know if it was the continued darkness or the fact he’d broken into my house for the umpteenth time, but goosebumps were floating along every inch of my arms, even crawling down my neck.

With his intoxicating scent, I was in a heaven few would ever allow themselves to experience. He pressed his full weight against my bottom, grinding his hips back and forth. As I’d known he would be, his cock was rock hard.

Everything about the darkness was evocative, the moment of his seduction adding to the intense fantasies I’d had the past two nights. I’d tossed and turned like usual, finally resorting to my vibrator to ease the dull ache left by needing him.

He pulled my hair away from my face, his hot breath scalding my skin.

“I guess my little lamb needs a lesson that I’m the hunter and she’s the hunted.”

His deep voice made me shiver, my stomach doing somersaults. I’d shoved aside, asking myself why he had this kind of effect on me days before. He just did. It was as simplistic as that, no need for complications.

The hard slap against my backside was jarring and, in the darkness, the slight pain was exacerbated. I shuddered the second he repeated the action, my fingers now digging into the counter.

Turning the tables on him had been thrilling, his reaction keeping me on a provocative high. I was so compelled by the shadows, the ominous yet tantalizing feeling of being in the dark that I gasped when he flicked on the bathroom light. It was bright enough I blinked several times.

Seeing his reflection in the mirror captured my attention, sending a rush of adrenaline as well as desire straight into my core. His eyes bore into mine, the wry smile I’d witnessed so many times keeping me sweltering inside.

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