Page 88 of Sinner

“Hmmm…” She placed her other hand on top of my thigh, leaning back so her head rested on my chest.

I trickled water down her chest, enjoying the self-indulgence more than I should. When I rolled the tip of my index finger around one nipple, she released a tiny moan. The sound was so pleasant, so enticing I repeated the action before pinching and twisting her hardened bud.

“You value those who do the right thing,” I told her. There was even more of a need to find out why she’d sought me out.

“Very much so.” She licked her lips as if they were very dry and now, her fingernails dug into my thigh.

I rolled my hand to her other breast, tormenting her other nipple. They were hard like precious stones and had been that way from the moment I’d seen her in the forest. They were perfectly pluckable and required my roughness.

“An innocent soul,” I whispered into her ear and cupped both her breasts, squeezing and using enough pressure she had to feel discomfort.

Her moans indicated pleasure instead.

I could devour this woman hundreds if not thousands of times and it would never be enough.

“I think you know I’m not as innocent as everyone believes.” Her admittance brought yet another smile to my face.

“Are any of us, Desdemona? We often seek what we feel we cannot have because of traditional decency. Most hunger for what you and I have been allowed to share. Utter ecstasy.” I opened my fingers, rubbing the flat of my hand down her stomach, dipping my fingers under the water.

Another moan escaped her lips as she bent her knees, opening her legs as wide as possible. I closed my eyes and pressed my hand against her sweet mound. As soon as I curled my fingers, shifting them back and forth, she lolled her head to the side.

“No man will ever touch you again. Do you understand me?” I nuzzled against the side of her neck, nipping her earlobe.

“Yes.”

“Tell me you crave what only I can provide.”

“I do. Maybe that makes me sick.”

“Maybe that makes you very human.”

I swirled my finger around her clit several times before pinching the tender tissue as I’d done with her nipples. She lifted her hips from the bathtub, throwing out one arm and gripping the side.

“Then tell me what you want.” My command was dark and challenging, which was exactly what she needed.

“For you to fuck me.”

“In which hole?” I pressed kisses against the side of her neck. She was hot everywhere and not just from the bath, but from the understanding and acceptance that if she was a good girl, the world of dark passion would be opened to her.

“Every one of them.” She sighed after her admittance. Did she think it was so wrong to desire things others might not have the sensibility to appreciate?

“Good girl.” I drove all four fingers deep into her tight pussy, lifting my head as her muscles constricted around the invasion. I did so enjoy the way her sweet cunt clenched and released.

“Oh…” Her moan was soft yet filled with release. Even an admittance she yearned for everything I’d already provided.

But there was still so much more.

“Such a good girl.” I bit her earlobe. Her body stiffened and she wiggled against my cock. “I’m curious. Do you trust me, Jessica?”

“Why should I?”

“Because you know in your heart that I’m the one person who knows you best.”

She laughed subtly, instantly jerking up into a sitting position.

“Why do you believe that?”

“You were honest with me about your deepest desires. How could I think otherwise?” My vision clouded with shadows, the deep hunger I was experiencing entirely different than I was used to.

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