Page 25 of A Taste like Sin
“And if I refuse?” I manage to whisper as my inner thighs twitch, aching to clamp together. “What if I
say no?”
“You won’t.” His accent thickens with confidence. “You’re too curious. Too daring for your own
good. You want to know even more than I want to continue. So shall we both drop the pretense?This
is what I plan to do with the goddamn pearl—”
His fingers slip between my legs, pressing against sensitive flesh. I jump, clawing at his forearms, as
the unmistakable shape of the pearl toys near my entrance, guided by his swiping thumb. One flick of
his wrist nudges it farther. Another pushes itdeeper.
Explore, he said. The word he meant wasinvade.
And there is no escape. The broadness of his callused palm captures me, but the pearl is a terrifying
bit of leverage, probing with the right amount of pressure. Too small. I feel him more than it, easing
inside me.
And it is sin. Hell. He has me on a string, arching with every touch.
“Let the world see you like this?” he growls, his voice dripping into my ear, easily overpowering the
pathetic gasps escaping my throat.
There’s a method to his madness. His finger caresses me first. Then the pearl strikes a tense ball of
nerves, making every thought in my brain go haywire. Explode. Unravel.
“Let them see you in the only way I cannot? Like hell. This ismine.” He quirks his thumb, making my
spine contract, manipulated like a marionette. “Your heavy pants, mine to taste. Your wails of ecstasy,
mine to hear.” He teases me with a second finger, spreading me open. “The tightening of every muscle
just before you lose control, mine to feel. The scent of your arousal that lingers long after, mine to
smell.”
I can’t stop what he unleashes within my body. A torrent of fire robs me of everything but sight. Feel.
Sensation.
His taste is on my tongue, his mouth at my throat, his fingers inside me, thrusting so deep that it toes
the edge of pain. Lust has a razor’s edge with him. Too sharp.
He’ll cut me with it.
Or kill me.
But the prospect of death by his hand is alarmingly tempting. There’s no noise in this shadowy realm
of pleasure. No secrets or lies to combat. The world fades as all the darkness gives way to blinding
