Page 67 of Sin With Me

Chapter17

Cameron

I was a starved man.Starved for a woman’s touch, a woman’s kiss, and the feel of her soft hands, tortuously sliding up and down my chest, the way Kate’s had a moment ago. Her fingernails dug languorously into my shoulders, clawing at me, making her temptation irresistible.

No matter how hard I tried to keep my distance, this woman never left my mind. She was unlike any other woman I’d ever had. I grabbed her by her hips and lifted her up. Her long legs wrapped around my waist. I couldn’t stop kissing her. Trapped between me and the wall, she clung to my body, writhing against me, her seduction becoming a haze I lived in. It stole my free will and any common sense I might have had. She fed me her passionate kisses over and over, spicing them up with her delicate tongue, bringing the blood in my veins to a boil as she tested the capacity limits of my sack, and I still couldn’t letgo.

I’d been hard since the moment I touched her neck. I tried to walk away, but when I saw her leaning against that counter, her hip jutting lightly to the side and her ass sticking out, I lostit.

Besides, she had a dress on, which meant easy access. No man could refuse easy access. And she was Kate. My Kate — the woman who’d already sinned with me in my mind for months.

I grabbed her ass, holding her steady, and relished her captivating mouth. She wrapped her arms around me, pulling up my shirt, desperate to touch my naked back. We’d cleared the table moments earlier, so I set her down on its top, and while standing between her legs, grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over myhead.

She gasped. Her hands and lips flew to my chest, their heat and arousing strokes from her fingertips tightening my balls. If she didn’t ease up on her fondling, I’d blow way before it was time. I rested her chin in my hand and lifted her gaze to meetmine.

“Easy, beautiful. We have until the morning,” I whispered into herear.

“Promise methat.”

“I promise.” She shivered as my hush flew into herear.

My fingers danced along her skin to the top button on her dress. I flicked it open and she smiled. One by one, the buttons popped and her dress opened to the sides. With her legs parted, resting at the sides of mine, she looked flawless and inviting. Her skin and that innocent white bra with the lace doing nothing to hide her perky nipples were worth everything. I slid my gaze over her body right down to the matching white panties, and at the sight of a dampened spot on the fabric, I felt another squeeze in my crotch. This one was tighter. There was no turning backnow.

I rested one hand on the table, and supporting her with the other, gently laid her back. Her breaths were quick. Her chest pushed up, begging for me to touch her. The delicate trembles of need that peppered her skin with goosebumps were a pleasure to my sight.

I lowered my mouth to her chest, grasping the laced bra cup with my teeth, pulling on it until it was beneath her breast. I repeated the same on the other side and stood up to look at this perfectly beautiful woman, whom I had no doubt belonged in my life. I wasn’t sure how just yet, but I knew that shedid.

Her pink, ripened nipples called to me, and so I lowered my mouth again, sealing my lips around the first bud. She closed her eyes and pushed her chest deeper into my mouth. As I tasted her one breast, teasing the nub with my tongue and teeth, the other fit nicely into mypalm.

I licked my way to the center of her chest as I pulled my zipper down and unfastened my pants. They fell to the floor, but the freedom below my belt was short lived. My hands slid lower, tracing her silhouette, and when they reached her immaculate panties, I couldn’t help but pull away from kissing down her stomach to look at her once more. The view of her purity awaiting the damage I was about to cause to her soul was priceless. But I wanted to do more than damage her. I wanted to ravage her very soul so that she would believe we belonged together.

No more deception.

I lied to myself, crouched to the floor and lifted her feet to rest on the edge of the table; her legs opened wide for me and her knees fell to the sides. Kissing her inner thigh, I licked my way to her panties and inhaled.

Delicious.

I tugged at the lace, my fingers exposing her pink shaved flesh. My mouth didn’t waste any time. Spreading her apart, I dove between her delicious lips. Her folds felt hot against my lips, all swollen and waiting for my teasing tongue. She squirmed underneath me, trying to center herself where she wanted my mouth to be — where I knew she wanted it to be, but I would make her wait and endure the pain of a growing arousal, the way she’d forced me to do over the past few months.

She tasted like honey, sweet and tender. She melted on my tongue in her heat, her pussy leaking onto mychin.

I rimmed her opening before sliding my index finger inside her. Her lower back arched, her mouth curved, and her eyes rolled back as she whimpered.

It was a beautiful sight, and so I added another finger, her coating making the entry effortless. She squeezed around me, her muscles tightening the grip, and I hooked my fingers upward and rubbed that inner spot. She pushed herself against my hand. She was almost there; I could see it and feelit.

“More,” she moaned.

I clasped my mouth around her clit and flicked my tongue. It slid back and forth until I pinned in between my lips and sucked. Her body tensed and trembled. It let go of the strain, momentarily relaxing, and then seized again. Her fingers that were roaming through my hair a moment ago now grasped at my strands and tightened.

“Oh, God!” The words so powerful and oh, so inappropriate left her mouth as she spasmed. I didn’t stop until the trembles in her body disappeared. I nourished that little swollen nub until it couldn’t grow any further, until all its flavors had burst in my mouth.

When I pulled away, her knees fell apart. Kate slowly came to, and so I stood up. Taking hold of her panties, I slid them off her hips and over her heels. Gazing at her lying partially up on her elbows, her dress at the sides, swollen breasts exposed and legs wide open in front of me, I would have bet my life that there wasn’t a more beautiful sight in the world.

I lifted her body upward so she could rest her beautiful ass on the edge of the table. I wanted to ask her whether she was sure about this, but it would be pointless. With her mouth slightly open, she was looking down and between us, waiting. My cock stood upright and glossy with pre-cum as I positioned myself at her opening; then I realized that I couldn’t slide inside her glistening pussy.

“We’re being irresponsible.”

“Cam, I think it’s too late for a lesson on responsibility.”

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