Page 128 of The Sins of Silas

I knew Torrin had seen other girls over the last four years, but I didn’t know how far he went with any of them…didn’t want to know.

Torrin broke the kiss. “Lena, weshouldn’t—”

I didn’t listen to him. I pressed my mouth back against his, then trailed my hand down between us, grasping his hardened length under the water.

He groaned and drew away, his lips now kissing and sucking on my neck as I rubbed him over his pants.

I moaned softly.

“I need you in my room before all of Ames sees what I do to you,”Torrin whispered inside my mind.

I let out a breathy chuckle.

Let them see, I don’t care.

He growled, his hands trailing beneath my dress and his fingertips brushing over my center.

I inhaled sharply, his mouth still devouring my neck, those fingers teasing me.

I gripped him harder, and he fully lifted me into his arms. He rushed me out of the water and in between trees, the leaves providing us privacy. His lips never left mine until he placed me on the grass, helping me peel my dress off. I was left in nothing but my bra and underwear.

His shirt came off next, and my mouth parted, viewing his strong physique. I'd seen him shirtless over the years, my eyes always darting away quickly at the feeling the sight of him gave me. But now I could look, could indulge in the view of his attractiveness.

He nervously brought his hands to the buttons of his pants and halted, his cheeks staining with color.

He was nervous, and Gods, if that didn’t turn me on. Something about this man…this tall, beautiful man who was over seven years older than me, getting flustered at the idea of being intimate stimulated me further.

You mean so much to me. I want to see you.

He gave me a soft smile.“You mean everything to me, Lena.”

I bit my lip to prevent it from trembling and brought my hands to my back, unhooking my bra. I watched as Torrin’s eyes darkened, a small gasp leaving his lips as my heavy breasts slipped free from their confines, water droplets dripping down the hardened peaks.

“You are ravishing,” he said, low voice laced with awe.

I gave him a sheepish smile, and he returned it, unbuttoning his pants and finally sliding the damp material to the ground.

His massive length was rock hard underneath his undergarments, even more pronounced as the wet fabric was tight against his body. He slowly slid them down his muscular thighs, his length springing free.

I was left gazing at his perfect body as he stepped out of them, my eyelids heavy as I did so.

He kneeled down between my legs, his fingers hooking on my underwear and sliding them down my legs, tossing them to the side. His strong hands ran down the insides of my thighs, parting them, and a small moan escaped me as his thumbs slid up my lips.

“Torrin,” I breathed, leaning back on my elbows.

“I need your taste on my tongue,” he whispered as he lowered himself, his mouth now hovering over my pussy. His hot breath teased me.

All thoughts stopped the moment Torrin's tongue dragged through my slit. My back arched, and I leaned my weight onto one elbow, so I could run my other hand through Torrin’s white hair.

His tongue flattened, pulsing on my clit with rapid strokes, and I cried out at the bursts of pleasure it gave me.

He didn’t relent, either, as two fingers slipped inside me, pumping in and out. Torrin eagerly began to suck on my clit, and I cried out, finally letting go and resting on my back.

I only lasted a few seconds like that, though, because I wanted to watch that beautiful man’s face between my legs.

“You have no idea how long I’ve dreamt of doing this,” he murmured, his brown eyes meeting mine, a grin on his face.

“M-me…too…” I moaned.

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