Page 129 of The Sins of Silas

“You've dreamt of me eating your pussy?” he asked, sliding his tongue up slowly.

“Mhm…” I lifted my hips, rubbing myself against his face. “Fuck, yes, I have,” I breathed.

He let out a hum, licking me fervently again before resuming those torturous slow strokes of his tongue. “How long, Lena?”

I shook my head, not wishing to answer.

He withdrew his fingers, and I nearly whimpered at the loss of the stretch.

My heavy eyes glanced up as he hovered over me, those eyes looking black from his pupils being so wide.

“Answer me,” he demanded, rolling his hips forward, his cock gliding through my soaked center.

“Don't…don't make me,” I pleaded, eyes rolling back as the head of his cock repeatedly brushed against my clit.

“Answer.”

My eyes met his tortured ones. My chest heaved.

“I'm ashamed,” I whispered, my eyes filling with tears. “I feel guilty.”

The truth was I'd desired him for a long time. I'd found him attractive since the very beginning. It took several months being inAmes before I allowed my thoughts to drift to him when I pleasured myself.

Years. I had desired him for years.

His lips parted, and I could assume he'd read my thoughts. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to my forehead just as he thrust himself in.

I whimpered as his thick length slid inside me; the pain of the stretch mixed with the pleasure, drawing out a feeling I had desperately craved. But Torrin's moans, the fucking sounds coming out of him, could make me come by itself.

He slammed into me, over and over, and trailed his hand between my breasts before gripping my neck.

Torrin, this sweet, gentle, quiet man…seeing him unravel, seeing him damn near primal as he drove his cock into me again and again—

“Fuck!” I cried out, my voice restricted as his fingers tightened around my throat. “Yes, Torrin…”

His lips captured mine, his hips rolling, and then I pushed him to the side. Torrin breathlessly rolled to his back, and I straddled him, lining his cock with my entrance and sinking back down.

His throat bobbed, and his eyes rolled back as he gripped handfuls of my ass in both palms.

His averted gaze only lasted a few moments, though. As I began to rock my hips back and forth on him, Torrin's eyes opened, heavy as he took in my naked body. His eyes settled on my full breasts, bouncing with each thrust.

He slid a hand up, squeezing one of them before dragging his thumb along my hardened nipple. I shuddered at the feeling, and his eyes darkened further. He wrapped his arms around my back,tugging me to him as he took charge, thrusting himself inside of me while capturing my breast in his mouth.

He held both of them, squeezing them together as his tongue trailed from one nipple to the other.

“These are perfect,” he whispered, his eyes finding mine as he sucked. My head fell back, and I moaned as I ground myself against his hips, my pussy tightening around his length. “So beautiful, Lena,” he moaned breathlessly.

Taking charge again, Torrin pushed me onto my back and drove himself into me quickly once my legs were wrapped around his back. I ran my hands up his hard abs, mesmerized by the way they flexed and tightened. The friction of our bodies was everything I desired.

My hand trailed up, and I cupped his jaw. “Kiss me,” I pleaded.

So, he did. I swirled my tongue around his, and as he groaned into my mouth, my orgasm crashed into me. I dug my nails into his back, my inner walls squeezing him tightly.

He roared, spilling his cum inside of me. His cock and my pussy pulsed, one after another, repeatedly, our orgasms fluttering against each other like butterfly wings. My eyes softly shut, lost in the perfect bliss of our bodies releasing in unison.

We stayed like that for a while, holding each other and breathing heavily, naked on the forest floor. Torrin's half-hard length was still inside of me.

I didn't want him to let me go, but he pulled out, leaning to lay on his back and pulling me to rest against his chest.

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