Page 122 of Never Die for a Sinner
She’s all over me. Her hands in my hair, tugging the dark strands. Running over my abs, up my shoulders.
Fuck, I need her.
I can’t get enough of her.
When her teeth graze my neck, my patience threatens to snap.
“Enough,” I growl, gripping the nape of her neck to drag her eyes up to mine.
The little brat smirks.
Fucking smirksat me.
“I haven’t been moving,” she breathes, cheeks flushed and her voice breathless. “You’ve been doing that all on your own.”
What the fuck?
I look down at my hand on her hip, gripping her against me.
Yeah, definitely fucking losing my mind.
“You’re playing with fire, sweetheart.”
“Am I?” she taunts, giving me one painfully slow roll of her hips against mine.
“Fuck,” I grit, my hand tightening on her hip and rolling her against me again and again. And then my cock notches at her entrance when she lifts her hips, and both of us freeze as the head slips in.
She whimpers. I freeze, groaning so deeply that it reverberates through my body and into hers.
She purses her lips together in a thin line and tries to stop after a few inches, but I grip her hips tighter, pulling her closer.
“All of it.”
Her eyes flutter closed, and she gasps as she slides down my length, swallowing me whole. Our breathing is erratic, our bodies melding together like she was fucking made to take me.
My fingers leave her hair, and I use my leverage to move her over me, letting her get adjusted to my size. She’s so fucking tight, it feels like she’s going to squeeze the life out of me.
“Who’s affected now, sweetheart?” I rasp when she bites her lip, rolling her hips over me and riding my cock in slow, delicious jerks. Fuck, I could watch her get off on me all damn day.
“Fuck you,” she bites, though it lacks any real heat because it comes out as more of a moan.
“You already are.”
Leaning forward, I capture her nipple in my mouth, sucking and nipping a path around the hard peak and making her squirm over me.
“Let me hear you, Ava.”
She bites her lip harder, to the point I worry she’ll draw blood, but she still refuses to let me hear her sounds.
I take that as a challenge, releasing her nipple and reaching between us and pressing my palm flat on her stomach to roll her clit around with my thumb.
“You want to see the real me, Ava?” I rasp, and her eyes roll back in her head. “You think you could even handle it?”
“You don’t scare me,” she breathes, and I let out a dark chuckle, fully lost to the feel of her now.
“No? But how bad you want me scares you. How youcraveto have me in this tight little pussy, fucking you until I’m the only man who will ever do it for you like this. Make you come so many times, you can’t think straight.”
I strum my thumb faster, pushing her until I know she’ll break and let me have her sweet fucking sounds.
