Page 79 of The Sinner's Touch

Angel felt the rush of sticky moisture at his words. If he didn’t fuck her soon, she would not be responsible for what happened.

“Scoot, baby. Lie on the bed and spread your legs for me.” He stood there, naked and gorgeous. It took her a minute to understand what he wanted. Her gaze had locked on to his cock, hard and thick. She’d missed that almost as much as she’d missed him. She let her legs fall and reached for it, but he stepped back. “No. Tonight is about you,moye serdtse. Now, get that ass moving and do as you’re told.”

Maybe I don’t like this side of him so much, she thought darkly but obeyed. She wanted to grip his cock and make him as needy as she was. Then he’d fuck her and stop this torture.

He moved to the bottom of the bed and stared at her. The open carnal lust in his expression made her blush. She felt the heat bloom and spread. “Touch yourself for me, baby.”

What? She looked at him, and he nodded.

“Do it, Angel. Spread your legs wider, open those lips so I can watch you finger your clit. I want to see you.”

She hesitated for only a moment. When her fingers touched herself, she moaned. Damn, but she needed to get off in a bad, bad way. She pressed down and circled her clit, rubbing it in a fast tempo.

“No, Angel. Do it slowly. Gently. You’re not going to come until I say so. Do you understand me?”

Bastard.

“Payback is a bitch, Kincaid.” She gasped when she touched a particularly sensitive spot, and her head rolled back. “I’m going to take a great deal of pleasure in sucking you off for hours, never letting you come.”

His eyes went darker, if that were possible. “Promises, promises,moye serdtse. Now, get to work on that pretty pussy of yours.”

“Fuck you.”

“You will soon, baby.” His wolfish grin was back in place. “Now, do as you’re told.”

Angel groaned in frustration but did what he asked. She kept the pressure of her finger light, teasing her clit with gentle, feather-like touches. It drove her mad. She whimpered and pressed upward, her ass leaving the bed as she continued the slow caress.

Kade walked around the bed. He leaned down and whispered, “Don’t stop fingering yourself, sweetheart. No matter what I do, don’t stop and don’t go any faster.”

He rubbed his thumb over one of her already sore nipples and kissed her. Angel went into sensory overload, but somehow, she managed to keep up the slow, steady assault on her clit. He pinched her nipple and teased her bottom lip. She moaned into his mouth, and he tugged on her nipple. Sweet Lord, she was going to combust if this didn’t end.

Her poor nipple slipped free of his grip, but he slid his hand down along her abdomen and brought it to rest on top of her hand. His finger guided hers as he set the tempo. She cried out when he pushed down, and her fingernail dug into the tender skin of her clit. His mouth closed over her nipple and sucked hard while his hand kept forcing her to rub her clit hard and slow. Angel tried to pull her hand away. She couldn’t take this. Itwas too intense. Kade let out a growl and nipped her nipple with his teeth, basically telling her to man up.

“Kade, please…I can’t…this is too…”

Kade let up the pressure on her clit, hearing the breaking point in her voice. He wanted to erase Donovan from her thoughts, but he wouldn’t push her too far. She was still suffering from fear and pain, and he would show her she could trust him.

He released her and stood, digging into his jeans and finding the condom in his wallet. He rolled it on then climbed up her body, settling between her spread thighs. “You good,moye serdtse?”

She shuddered when he flexed his hips into her, his cock rubbing along her swollen clit. “I won’t be if you don’t fuck me soon, Kincaid.”

“Patience, grasshopper, patience.”

“Fuck your Kung Fu sage wisdom.” She pushed up and licked his bottom lip. “If you don’t get inside me soon, I am…”

He cut her off with a kiss. His lips were hard, aggressive, and she kissed him back just as hard, making sure he understood her need. He did, and while he didn’t want to rush this, his cock demanded he get inside her before it mutinied. Mindful of her back, he sat up. “Roll over, baby, so we don’t hurt your back.”

Her eyes widened, and he knew she was remembering when the fucker flipped her, tied her up, and almost raped her. He wanted to give her something to help combat that memory more than anything else. When she didn’t move, he rolled her over onto her stomach and grabbed some of the pillows to put under her, presenting her ass to him. He pushed her legs wider and cupped her ass cheeks, squeezing them and giving her time to calm down. He wouldn’t do a damn thing until she was ready, no matter what his dick screamed at him to do.

“Tell me when you’re ready, Angel.” His voice was rough, harsh. Fuck, he hoped she was ready soon.

She let out a slow breath and turned her head so she could look at him. “I’m ready, Kade. Please, just love me.”

“I already do, sweetheart.”

She smiled at him, a single tear rolling out of the corner of her eye. “I know.”

“Don’t cry, Angel.” His heart broke seeing her tears. Maybe this was too much. He started to draw away, to pull her up so he could comfort her, but she shook her head.

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