Page 60 of Trapped with the Earl of Sin

While they were thrusting against one another, that look of desire and love was even more intense and powerful. Susanna absorbed every moment of it. She clung to it, committing it to memory forever.

But she could only do this for so long. The pleasurable pressure started to build quickly, surprising Susanna. Martin’sthrusts were hitting all the right spots, causing an explosion of sensations.

Susanna crashed her lips to his once more when she knew that she could not contain herself any longer. Her whole body had frozen as this man took her to the peak of the mountain, building up the bliss within her by the minute. Susanna was surprised that this was so different from the last time that they were together, when he had worshipped her with his tongue. Having him inside her was brand new, and she adored it.

And then she fell.

She tumbled over the edge into the abyss of pleasure, drowning in the tsunami of joy that overcame her. Susanna could no longer contain herself; she could not keep her blissful noises from exploding free. The orgasm caused her to cry out as it absolutely shattered through her. No number of kisses from Martin could keep her quiet now.

But he loved it. She could feel just how much he adored it. He held her carefully and loved her tenderly, drawing out her pleasure as long as he possibly could. It rolled over her in endless waves, permeating every single part of her. Susanna felt wonderful.

“Oh my goodness, that feels so good,” she finally just about managed to gasp out. “I never want this to end.”

But he was not done with her yet. He still needed her, and this was the moment that Susanna finally felt like she was in controlof the situation. As she watched Martin’s face crumble with vulnerable pleasure, a sense of confidence washed over her.

She met each thrust, loving every moment of it. Martin moaned, half in agony, half in ecstasy. It made her feel beautiful and powerful to have this effect on him, to know that she was the one setting him alight this way.

As Martin’s body stiffened with tension, Susanna picked up the pace, grinding against him as deeply as she could until she started to feel him tremble and shudder all over. Watching him crumble underneath her, feeling his body shift and change all because of her, was glorious.

Was pleasure building up in Susanna too? Again? She had no idea if that was even possible. But the more she thrust against him, driving him to the edge of desire, the more she felt herself tumble once more. The burning hot bliss was coming for her yet again, and there was nothing that she could do about it.

The next time Susanna tipped over the edge and lost herself once more, she was not alone. Martin lost himself at the same time. Crying out with pleasure at the same time with this man, clinging to one another, was an even more powerful and overwhelming experience than anything else she had ever been through before. She craved every part of it.

Collapsing into his arms and falling against his chest to listen to his racing heartbeat, Susanna could not stop the smile from spreading across her face. This really was the happiest day of her life. She could not wait to see what happened next…

EPILOGUE

The morning sun streamed through the window, bathing the room in a beautiful, golden light. Susanna sat before the vanity, her heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and nerves.

Today was the day.

Mary and Luke were finally having their rescheduled wedding. Only, it was not just their wedding—it was hers and Martin’s too. They had decided to join in a double ceremony, making the day even more special.

Susanna glanced at her reflection, the white gown cascading around her in soft folds. Mary’s laughter drifted in from the adjoining room, and Susanna smiled, feeling a surge of affection for her sister. The door opened, and Mary entered, radiant in her own gown, her eyes sparkling with joy.

“Susanna, you look beautiful,” Mary said, crossing the room to take her sister’s hands in hers.

“So do you,” Susanna replied, her voice thick with emotion. “I cannot believe this day is finally here.”

Mary squeezed her hands gently. “Neither can I. After everything that we have been through, it feels like a dream.”

They stood there for a moment, simply holding hands and absorbing the magnitude of the day. Their lives had been turned upside down, but here they were, stronger and happier than ever.

They were both proof that love could be found in even the darkest of places, even when it was not expected.

Knock, knock.

“Girls,” their mother called through the door. “Are you ready? The wedding awaits.”

Mary and Susanna exchanged a glance, then nodded. “Ready,” they said in unison.

The garden was a sea of flowers and happy faces as they made their way down the aisle. The scent of roses filled the air, mingling with the sweet sounds of a string quartet. Susanna could see familiar faces—friends and family—smiling and wiping away tears of joy.

So many people knew what they had been through, and how hard it was to get here. But somehow, they had survived it all. They had survived Edwin.

Thank goodness.

Martin stood at the altar, his gaze fixed on her as he looked incredibly handsome in his suit. Susanna’s heart skipped a beat as their eyes met, and she saw the depth of his love and commitment. Luke stood beside him, equally radiant, his focus entirely on Mary.

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