Page 72 of The Den of Sin
She peeked through her lashes, her eyes lingered on my abs, her fingers trailing each muscle. “Hmmm. I love your body more.”
Her touch was soft, her fingers tracing the tattooed words on the right side of my chest. The shower water glistened over her body, making her body slick.
“This is new,” she murmured. She leaned closer, her eyes reading the words.
The world we knew
Won’t come back
The time we’ve lost
Can’t get back
The life we had
Won’t bleed us again.
As she read in her soft voice, my heart pounded against her fingers. Those words were meant for her. I got it after I learned all the secrets that enveloped our parents. My end goal was always to get her back. Isabella Taylor Santos was my end game.
“Yes, it’s new.” I watched her hungrily. My next admission would either have her running or seal her fate to me. “I got it for you.”
Surprise flashed in her deep brown eyes. Her lips parted, and it took all my restraint not to fist my hand into her hair and take her mouth.
I watched her swallow, her delicate neck moving with the motion.
“I love it,” she whispered, leaning into me. Three words and her fate was forever tied to me. Her lips lingered over it, and then she lowered her mouth onto the tattoo, her tongue making lazy circles over it while the smallhmmmnoises vibrated in her throat.
“Hold on to me,” I rasped, grabbing her ass with both my hands and her arm wrapped around my neck, steadying herself. I lined my cock up with her entrance, both of her legs wrapped around my waist as my cock slid all the way inside her.
Her moan echoed in the shower and my fingers gripped her ass, digging into her soft skin. I held her up as she rode me, her arms around my neck. Our bodies were slippery, grinding against each other, skin on skin.
Her hot pussy clenched around my cock, her moans echoing in my ear, and it was the best aphrodisiac ever. I pressed her back against the tiled wall, fucking her hard, pounding into her, each thrust ripping a louder scream out of her.
She was close, I felt it in the way her pussy clenched around my cock, like a vise.
“Oh my God… oh God… Vasili.”
Her eyes squeezed shut, the expressions on her face of pure bliss, and it was so fucking sexy to watch her; her submission to me complete.
“Fuck, malyshka,” I teetered on the edge. “Come for me.”
As if her body needed that command, she exploded around me, her body shuddering in my arms, melting each piece of my heart so effortlessly. It was the best sight ever. I wanted to do this forever with her, and with another thrust I exploded, my own orgasm shaking me to the core.
I felt it through every single bone and fiber. What this woman did to me could end me, and I’d die a happy man. She was my aphrodisiac, and I couldn’t live without her. I was a fool to think I ever could.
I held her in my arms, the water raining on us as we both panted in the aftermath of our lovemaking. And it was lovemaking, not just fucking. I had never felt better.
“That was-” Isabella’s breathless voice had me searching out her face. She was flushed, her eyes shining like diamonds, “fucking amazing.”
I grinned, pressing a soft kiss on her lips. “Stay with me and we’ll be fucking amazing forever. Together.” Her eyes fluttered shut and her lip trembled causing alarm within my chest. “What’s the matter?”
I watched her throat move, unable to speak. Her mouth parted but no words came out, then she swallowed hard. I took her chin between my fingers, alarmed that maybe unintentionally I had caused her pain again.
“What’s the matter?” The worry swarmed my chest, alarms going off. “Please, tell me.”
Her warm chocolate brown eyes opened and she gave me a shaky smile. “It is stupid.”
“Tell me.” I didn’t care how stupid it was, I wanted to make it better.
