Page 99 of Wicked Sin

“Stop…” she breathes it out. And grinds her clit against me again.

I bring my mouth to her ear. “I don’t think you want me too. You’re too fucking horny.”

“You don’t know what I want.” It’s a prayer, a breathless plea.Yes, this, keep going, more, unlock all the filth.

My finger’s on a quest now, a ruthless invasion of her ass, and every time she whispers for me to stop—all the while pushing against my touch, because she wants it so fucking much, we both do—I press a little harder.

It’s the third stop, the third push back against me, that my fingertip breaches her tight sphincter, and I slide up to the first knuckle into her clutching heat.

“You feel so good, princess.”

She cries out, and her pussy floods my hand with fresh arousal.

“Ah, yeah.” I slowly fuck her with that finger, in and out, loving her whimpering moans as all those nerve endings light up. So sensitive. Perfect. “Come for me. Come while I violate your ass, against your will, come because you just can’t help it, because the big, mean man is holding you down.”

With a strangled cry, she clenches her thighs around my wrist and rocks hard. I feel her come, feel the orgasm start deep inside her and the muscles around my fingertip clench down hard.

I want to feel that on my cock.

“Such a good fuckdoll,” I murmur, kissing her cheek. “Stay here for me. Don’t move a fucking muscle. I’m not done with you yet.”

I ease my finger out of her and roll off the bed, lightning quick. I wash up in the bathroom, then hurry back.

But before I can get a condom from the bedside drawer, my phone rings.

I see on the screen that it’s the captain. This can’t be good.

Seeing as Taylor is stretched out in front of me, I’m tempted to ignore it. But I don’t, because duty, and I’m glad I answer—because it is good news, which shocks me to my core.

“There’s been an arrest,” she says. “We think he looks good for the whole thing.”

“You’re shitting me. Who is it?”

“I’m going to hold off on giving you any details because we might need Taylor to come in and pick him out from a lineup.”

So he hasn’t confessed. “All right. I’ll talk to her. Today?”

“This afternoon if she’s close enough by.”

She’s naked in my bed right now, and looking at me with a smile. My heart sinks. “I’ll be in touch.”

When I hang up, Taylor crawls over and kneels behind me, draping her warm, sex-soaked skin against my back.

“Was that about me?” she asks as she kisses my neck.

“Yeah.” I take a deep breath. “They have someone in custody. The captain would like you to come in and look at a line up. If he’s been stalking you, you might recognize him, and then we can go at it from that angle. Dates and times, places.”

“What if I don’t recognize him?”

I turn, giving her my most reassuring look. “That’s okay. There’s circumstantial evidence, too. No pressure.”

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Taylor

When we arriveat the station, the squad room is quiet. Captain Woods meets us by Luke’s desk. “Just in time. The cavalry is on their way over, so I need to run interference there. They want to take our suspect before we do the line up, which is bullshit— Pardon my language, Ms. Reid.”

“Literally the nicest thing anyone has said in my presence all day,” I tell her.

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