Page 157 of Sin With Me

“Cheater,” I accused. “So, how many cherries have you popped at your barn, then?”

“My barn is still a virgin. It’s been waiting for the right woman for quite some time now.” He was practically eating me alive with his gaze. My mouth dried as a new flash of heat spread throughme.

“Oh, so you’re saying I’m not good enough for this one, then?”

“Emma.” Eric stopped, facing me. He leaned in closer, lowering his voice. The husk that came next did things to my body I wasn’t ready for. “Girls taken to the barn are meant to be either fucked senseless, or go there to lose their virginity. There’s no way I’m fucking you here for the first time. The first time you and I are together, I want to take my time and give proper attention to every part of your body. After that, well, we can revisit the subject.”

Wasn’t he ever sure of himself! As much as my body grasped at his words, committing them to memory like a promise, instantly wishing that one day I could be one of those girls, Eric’s confidence surprised me. It was as if he’d become more alpha each time he spoke, obviously thinking we’d soon sleep together. But wasn’t that exactly what ran across my mind each time I looked athim?

“And what gave you the idea that I want to sleep with you?” I asked, my awareness of him increasing with each passing moment.

“I think that fresh country air is messing with your brain, Emma.” The back of his hand grazed along my bare arm, upward. “I can see your nipples pebbling as we speak, baby. You’re as attracted to me as I am to you, and the only thing that’s stopping us is this case and the fact that you’re on a jobhere.”

Feeling the flicker of nerves in my belly glow brighter, I took a step toward him. “As much as I admire your confidence, please note that I don’t do anything I don’t want to, and no one could ever force meto.”

“I would never force you to do anything, Emma, but mark my words when I say that you’ll want me to squeeze between those tight thighs of yours, and I can’t wait to feel you drip around me. In fact, you’ll beg for it.” He leaned to my ear, the smoothness of his morning shave gliding against my cheek. “I promise.”

My body began giving in. The slow buzz of need that’s been simmering inside me began boiling as Eric’s hand slipped around my back and down to my skirt, soothing my ache. He gently grasped my ass, squeezing it and massaging it, and I felt my feet part as I pressed to him. I leaned my head against his chest, feeling the quick beating of his heart underneath my cheeks, and slowly I slid my hands underneath his shirt and up his field of muscles toward his chest where my fingers finally found that piercing I wanted to play with. His muscles bunched underneath my palm. My hands tingled with his warmth as Eric’s hand drew to my front, scrunching the skirt up with his fingers until he cupped me through my panties.

I stopped breathing. The feel of him there, knowing how utterly ready I was, surged yearning through my veins.

“Is this for me, Emma?” His ragged breath became my own as I held the air in my lungs, nodding as he swept my panties to the side, sliding his finger along my wet folds. They felt so good there, and so right.

“You’re so ready, baby,” he whispered. I opened my eyes, looking up into his, begging him for more. Thank goodness we were out of view here, right behind the barn. With his fingers still playing around my wetness, I felt my legs move as he guided me until my back pressed against the barn’s outside boards, and when we stopped he crushed his mouth to mine, no longer passive, but hungry and commanding, weaving his fingers between my folds before slipping them inside me. I wasn’t sure how my leg ended up on his hip, spreading me wide for him, but his commanding rhythm worked like some magical spell. Our kiss was feverish, but I could tell Eric was still holdingback.

“I need you,” I whispered into his mouth, listening to the sound of his fingers squishing between my legs. He pulled out, raising his hand to his mouth, drawing his index finger underneath his nose, taking my essence into him before licking off my arousal. His gesture surged a wave of hunger through my veins, further soaking my lady parts.

“So sweet and delicious.” He then lowered himself to the ground and lifted my skirt. My head fell back, resting against the barn as his tongue weaved along my knee up to my inner thigh before he reached the apex of my triangle. Both his hands grasped my legs tightly, and when he used his teeth to lower the fabric off my hips, leaving his hot breath against my flesh, I was all ready to climax. Parting my legs for him, I finally felt his tongue lick through my wetness from deep down up to my clit. He teased my swollen nub and used his fingers to stretch me wide, taking his time to skim his lips along my hot, wet flesh before he settled higher, sucking and flicking. My thighs contracted and my pelvis flew forward. I swore I’d have a new set of muscles in my ass by the time he wasdone.

I lifted my skirt, watching his head bop up and down, feeling the swell buzz with each pull of his greedy mouth. I hadn’t had a man on me in years. My head bumped back against the barn wall and I closed my eyes giving in to the pleasing invasion of his mouth down below. He coaxed me and tortured me with his tongue, slowly pulling my orgasmout.

My insides were set ablaze. The heat spread through my body, causing sweat to bead on my forehead and my lower back. Was I still breathing, or had all the air been sucked off Earth? Because it sure wasn’t filling my lungs quickly enough. And on that one last succulent pull when he completely closed his mouth around me, flicking my nub inside it with his tongue, I lost it. The flames spread through me like an inferno, burning my every muscle, ligament, and limb. I had no control over what was happening to me. I wanted to cry and shout but couldn’t. All the tension I’d held onto, all the stress was relieved by Eric’s mouth, and I fell into his arms as soon as he stopped.

He held me against his chest, sliding down against the wooden side of the barn, and held me in his arms, smoothing my hairback.

“Are you all right?” he whispered.

“Yes,” I breathed out, as the world slowly began making its way back to me. What seemed like hours of fondling must had taken only minutes, as the sun hadn’t moved much up in thesky.

“I wanted to hear you scream,” he smirked.

I looked up to his face, my juices glistening on his chin. “Here? Where your parents could have heardme?”

“No one would have heard you, Em. Promise me you’ll let go and scream the next time I takeyou.”

Next time? When would that be?My cheeks heated, thinking about his request.

“Promiseme?”

“All right, I promise.” My hands flew up to my face, coveringit.

“Why are you so shy, baby?”

“I don’t know. It’s just been so long since…”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

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