Page 89 of Sinner

“Yet you’re a monster.”

“I never denied that I was, but did you ever think that perhaps inside you’re one as well?” I rubbed my hand down her back, caressing her soft skin as she wrapped her arms around her knees. “In my eyes, you’re just like I am. Bold. Determined. A true sinner.”

Was I tossing out the gauntlet? Hell, yes. Why not? Even with what I had in store for her during her last test, my patience was wearing thin. I was who I was.

And she was my perfect partner.

“What if I don’t want to be like you?”

“I think you need to dig deep, little lamb. You long for freedom. That’s what you’ve found. If only you’ll allow yourself to escape the prison of decency you’ve tucked around yourself like a badge of honor. I ask you again. Do. You. Trust. Me?”

As she tilted her head to the side, I was able to see the reflection of candlelight in her eye. She nodded just once, but it was all I needed.

“I want you on all fours.”

I sensed she was ready to ask why, but bit her lower lip instead. A few seconds later, she followed my command, even arching her back when she was in position.

My God. The woman was truly the most incredible creature I’d ever encountered.

I rose onto my knees, tangling my fingers in her long hair for a few precious seconds before shoving the thick strands aside. Being able to rub my cock back and forth across her marked bottom was more than just a luxury; it was also a way of preparing to claim her in an entirely different manner.

But her trust in me meant everything at this point.

Jessica pushed up from the tub bottom, arching her back as she held her head high. With a slight tip of her head, I was rewarded with another vision of the way the light danced across her skin.

I smacked my hand across her bottom, not once but twice. She didn’t wince or cry out in pain.

She laughed, a giggle that brought out the full realm of my twisted, sadistic side.

After a few seconds of caressing her back, I rolled my fingers down the crack of her ass. Only then did she tense, enough so water splashed around us. As soon as I pressed my thumb into her asshole, she closed her eyes. There was a smile on her face and she jutted her hips backward.

I thrust as deeply inside as possible a half dozen times before sliding my hand to the back of her neck. Very tenderly I wrapped my fingers around her neck and drove my cock deep inside her pussy.

“Fuck. Yes.” Her body was shaking, her pussy muscles stretching to accept my thickness. I pulled almost all the way out, driving into her again with enough force water splashed over the side of the tub.

It was difficult to control my needs, but I did my best, plunging into several more times before pressing her head down until her face was just touching the surface of the water. From there, I continued pumping, driving with brutal strokes.

Her arms flailed and she finally managed to grip the edge of the tub. Every moan she issued fueled the fire, a need so intense I was almost blinded by the burning desire.

I kept fucking her, every move savage. Her fingers were white knuckled from her firm hold, her breathing scattered at best.

“Remember to trust me, little lamb. I am your master now and nothing will happen to you as long as I’m alive.”

“Uh-huh.” Panting, she kept her eyes closed and I concentrated on the way her breasts were swinging from my savage thrusts. I continued plunging into her until her breath began to change. She was close to climaxing.

“Hold your breath, my sweet Desdemona, and relax. Trust in your instinct and in the man who holds you captive.”

“What are you doing?”

“As I said, hold your breath.”

I threw my head back with a deep growl as I pushed her head under water.

CHAPTER 26

Jessica

Terror.

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