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“Please, Dante.”

“Choose.”

Her fingers start clawing into my ass, pulling me to try and get me inside her. “Sweet.”

Screw that.

I push in with everything I’ve got, my other hand holding her down so she feels it all. We both groan and grunt, faces inches from each other until we’re kissing and I’m fucking as hard as I can. Adrenaline courses through me, fuelling me to fuck rougher and faster. Her leg gets pulled up so I can get deeper, and my weight starts smothering her down so she’s got nowhere to go but with me.

I don’t know how long it goes on, but I do know I can’t stop kissing her through it. I want that mouth on mine as much as I do my dick inside her. I can hear her panting through my assault, feel her trying to take more of me and hang on. One leg goes up on my shoulder, the other wrapped tight around my back, and I keep fucking until I’m so close I can barely breathe anymore.

“Oh god,” she pants, clawing at me. “Oh god, yes. Keep it like that!”

She starts tensing again.

And I’m damn near ready to explode.

Getting up off her, I physically hold her down by her wrists so I can watch her coming this time. Her head tips back, body shaking and trembling. “Look at me.” She writhes and shakes her head, too far in her moment to give a damn.

I let go of her wrist and force her head towards me. “I said, look at me.” I slow the second she does, taking in all the lines of her, the sight of her in this moment, and the endless goddamn beauty on display that is not meant for a mean son of a bitch like me. Don’t know where she’s come from in my life, but I’m damn glad she did. She’s more to me than anything has ever been. Too damn sweet.

Her mouth opens, lips trembling for more.

I’m done.

“Fuck,” falls out of me. It’s too much. She is. I’m coming whether I want to or not.

She cries out in the next few breaths and reaches for my face to drag me back down there to her. And then we’re kissing again, and I’m still trying to fuck into her to prove I’ve got a right to. Doubt I have in reality, but it’s not stopping me.

Nothing’s stopping me taking as much of her as I can get.

~

An hour later and she’s all dressed in her suit and walking around drinking her coffee.

She goes over to the counter and closes her laptop down, slipping her heels on as she rushes to get it in her bag.“Right. So you’ll get me from the office at seven, yes?”

“Yeah.”

“And we’re going for dinner after that, yes?”

I pick up my keys and start walking for the door as she does. “Yeah.”

“You’re dressed up nice,” she says, looking at my own suit. “Are you doing anything with your day?”

“Yeah.”

“What?” I keep moving until we’re both in the elevator and she’s still questioning in her head what I’m up to. There isn’t an answer she’s gonna like, so I don’t give one. “Is it always going to be like this? Me never getting to understand what you do each day?” My head tilts, mouth smiling, because if that was a challenge, I’m about to get real handsy with that fine ass of hers.

She giggles lightly and leans back on the metal. “You can't threaten me with a spanking every time I ask a question you don’t want to answer.”

“Considering you know exactly which questions to ask to make me imagine doing it, I’m thinking you like it too much. I might need a new threat.”

“My ass does not like being hurt.”

“You should tell your pussy about that.” I keep staring at her as her cheeks go all kinds of pink. “It’s just fine with me doing whatever the hell I like to you.” I move in closer, brushing my mouth over her neck and ear. “How about we teach it what pain really feels like? See if it likes me as much after I've finished.” The door slides open just as I’m considering going straight back up again to see about that, and she ducks past me to swing her way through the foyer at pace before I can do anything else with the thought.

By the time we’re out by the car, she’s still got a face that looks equal parts embarrassed and confused. She gets in beside me and stays quiet, probably biding her time before she manages to get whatever she’s holding in out. So I drive until we get to her office, not helping her out in any way.