Page 148 of Never Die for a Sinner
Holy. Shit.
My thighs rub together at his words, heat slipping through my bloodstream.
“I want that,” I breathe, before I can even think about the consequences.
“You don’t want that, Ava.”
I nod, suddenly sure of it. Now that he’s brought it up, there’s nothing I want more.
“Please?” I whisper, stroking him a little faster. His jaw feathers, and when he brushes a thumb across his lips, I catalogue the slight tremor in his hand.
Okay, so maybe I am getting to him.
“Suck my cock, Ava.” His voice takes on that commanding edge I’ve come to love, and my core flutters in response. Leaning forward, I hold his eye contact while I slide him back between my lips. He hisses out a breath between his teeth, his hand resting on top of my head. “Fuck, that’s a good girl. Just like that.”
He pistons his hips, thrusting in and out of my mouth slowly, but pushing further with each stroke. Iwanthim unhinged. I want his roughness and his desire. I don’t want him to hold back with me.
When he pushes further back in my throat, half his length in my mouth, I gag around his cock, and he grins savagely.
“There’s my girl. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear that sound.”
Oh. My. God.
“You like sucking my cock?”
I moan in acquiescence, and he curses, his body tight under my grasp.
I reach up with my other hand, teasing his balls. I move them around in my palm, and he groans, the sound reverberating through him. He widens his stance, his fingers tightening in my hair until he’s controlling the movement, fucking my mouth.
My eyes sting, my tears mixing with the water slipping over us, but all I can think about is making him come. I suck in a deep breath through my nose, pushing further until I can feel him at the back of my throat. He takes away my air, and my body reacts, jerking under his grasp.
“You’re going to make me come in this pretty little mouth, sweetheart.” I pull back, choking when he releases me, stroking his cock and sucking in heaving breaths. “Want me to fuck your throat?”
I nod eagerly, wanting to feel him come undone for me. Closing my lips around him again, I release my hand on the base of his cock and press my fingers to his thighs. His hand tightens in my hair, and his other comes under my chin to hold me steady.
Then he’s pushing past the confines of my mouth and into my throat. I choke around his cock, tears and saliva streaming down my face, but I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my life.
“That’s it, baby girl. Open up for me. Make me come.”
My stomach clenches at the nickname, and I blink up at him through tears. He pushes harder, fucking into me deeply, and I only have a split second when I feel him swell in my mouth before he comes.
“Fuck . . . Ava . . .”
I swallow everything he gives me greedily, choking as it hits my throat. He pumps his hips into me, and I keep my gaze pinned to his, moaning with the vibrations of his body under my fingertips.
“Goddamn,” he rasps, a shiver rolling through him. He lets go of my hair, but before I can fall back, he’s reaching down and hauling me to my feet. His hands grip my ass, and he lifts me into his arms, my back hitting the cold tile behind me when his lips meet mine. He kisses me ferociously, both of us breathing heavily when he reaches between us, grips his cock, and slides it inside.
“Ohmy God,” I whimper, my head falling back against the tile. Distantly, I register his fingers digging into my skin, his cock pushing inside me with a burn.
“Fuck, I love the little sounds you make,” he growls in my ear. “Who makes you come, Ava?”
“You,” I pant, my hands gripping his shoulders while he moves inside me. “Always you.” His lips find mine again, and he swallows my cries while I beg him for more, knowing even as I do, it will never be enough.
LEVI
I’ve officially lost my fucking mind.
“What’s wrong withThe Beatles?”
