Page 36 of Dead to Sin
“Yeah,” he said, leaning down to smack a kiss against my lips.
“Go on.”
“Well. I’m taking you out of town for the weekend. So you’ll need to go home and pack a bag.”
“But what about?—”
“There’s literally nothing to do here or at the funeral home, and Amelia is staying. If something comes up we’re not so far away that I can’t make it back in time to deal with it.”
“Amelia must really like you.”
“She likes the money I’m paying her to do so,” he laughed.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“It’s a surprise.” He kissed me again, then lifted me and planted me back on my feet.
“Come on. You have to give me some kind of hint. How am I supposed to know what to pack to wear?”
He gave me a thorough once-over. “Doesn’t matter, pretty girl. I plan on stripping you naked as soon as we’re through the front door.”
The driveto the mountains had been long and winding, and I’d fallen asleep in the car halfway through our trip, which was embarrassing because it had only taken like two hours tops.
When we pulled up to the cabin, I was definitely surprised. Not just the fact that this was what he had planned for our getaway, but because it was so fucking massive.
“What is this place?” I asked.
He proceeded to explain that Sammy had left it to him, which made me even more shocked because I had no idea the old man owned something like this.
Not to mention the fact that the security around the place was… a lot. Unnerving.
At least we’d be safe, I guessed.
I’d only packed a small overnight bag, but Kiernan took it from me just as I pulled it from the back seat.
It took us no time at all to settle in.
The inside of the house was super impressive, large, and expansive. It had this weird feel about it that I couldn’t seem to shake. I had the overwhelming urge to call a priest or something,but I had an inkling Kiernan had his own plans for how we would expel the bad energy from the place.
And I wasreallylooking forward to learning what they were.
Turns out I didn’t have to wait long. I’d barely gotten a good look at the place before he swept me off my feet—literally—and carried me to one of the many bedrooms.
He wasted no time at all stripping my clothes from my body and whipping his off in the process. He tossed his glasses on the bed and kissed me like a starved man, barely coming up for air as he carried me into the attached bathroom.
I was dripping from his sudden attack, a needy whimper slipping out at the friction of his skin against my core with each step he took.
“I’m not wasting a single second of this weekend,” he said between feverish kisses that had my skin on fire. “Gonna fuck you every second you’re awake.”
I didn’t mention how he didn’t seem to have an issue with fucking me while Iwasn’tawake.
I definitely didn’t have a problem with it either.
He reached into the shower and turned on the spray. It was massive, just like the rest of the house. There was a bench seat inside, and once the water was warm enough, he stepped under the spray and sat me down on it.
He dropped down with me. On his knees between my spread legs, he wrapped one hand around my thigh, his fingers squeezing the crease where it attached to the rest of my body. His other hand roamed over the flat plane of my stomach and my breasts until he reached the base of my throat.
He squeezed with just the right amount of pressure at the same time his fingers dipped inside my pussy. I clenched around them, just like he knew I would, and a smirky half grin spread across his handsome face.
