Page 15 of Taste of Sin

“You’re such a jerk.” She blurts out. I laugh and let go of the box. She jerks it back toward her and pushes past me.

Slamming the door shut, I walk to my office and pour myself a glass of whiskey. I lower into my chair, flipping on the live security feeds that play on the large screen across from my desk. I scan the images until I locate her exiting the lobby. My eyes scan to the next feed out front of the building. I scowl and tip the whiskey glass to my lips. She tosses the box, contents and all, into a trash can and climbs into the passenger seat of a waiting car.

I extend my leg, leaning back in my chair and spot the desk drawer slightly ajar. Using my foot, I slide the drawer the rest of the way open. The only contents inside are Callie's grandfather's will that I haven’t fully read yet and a copy of our marriage license. “What did you do sweetheart?”

Chapter 9

Callie

My eyes flutter open and catch sight of Dominic slumped back in the chair by the window. I barely see him, but I can make out his figure, powerful and all consuming. The early morning sun peaks through the tinted windows casting a soft glow across the floor and softly lights Dominic’s face. Has he been there all night? Was it not a dream, was he there last night as well? The thought of him watching me while I sleep is unsettling.

I raise my eyes and blink at him. My emotions pinball through my body leaving me dizzy and confused but I take a risk and call out to him.

“Dominic?”

He sits up straight in the chair, “Right here, Princess.”

The vulnerability and twisted curiosity pulsing under my skin pushes me on, “Why are you sleeping there?”

“Would you prefer me in bed with you?” His voice makes my knees weak.

My need to touch him takes over. I try to control it but it’s no use. My heart beats loudly in my ears, the only other sound in the room is our breathing. I can hear his breath from here. Even the air escaping his lungs commands attention. His gaze punctures my senses as he looks me over. His eyes moving ever so slowly up and down my body taking all of me in. My bare legs and my desire are fully on display for him.

“Yes.” I whisper. Every inch of my skin is on fire as he stands and crosses the room.

His footsteps barely make a noise as he inches closer and closer until his breath lingers over my skin. I swallow hard, watching his tongue dart out to wet his delectable lips.

His finger twirls around a lock of my hair and bunches in his hand as his palm covers the base of my skull and gently tugs. It sends a shiver down my spine and my body pulses from the desire running through me.

“You’re beautiful in the morning.” He hums against my ear and delicately takes my earlobe between his teeth.

“Thank you.”

Thank you… is that the best I can do?

Words fail me as his devilish eyes graze over my body. I’m conflicted between the need growing inside of me and scared of what fully committing to him would mean.

His lips turn up in the corners and his hands grip the side of my waist. In one easy move he tugs me forward toward the edge of the bed. My eyes level with his tight stomach and the v-line dropping below the waistband of his pants. I lower my eyes, catching sight of the bulge behind his pants and quickly look away, but he notices me looking. The smile on his face widens and his hand moves from my hip to my thigh. His fingers slowly trailing up my inner thigh. Goosebumps erupt on my body and it’s suddenly hard to breathe.

My body tightens when his fingertips reach my panties, I can’t help but react to his touch. I try to fight this feeling but it’s no use. A soft moan rolls off my lips and my head dips back. He takes it as an invitation and lowers his lips to my neck. His warm breath scorches my skin when he drags his tongue up the nape of my neck.

His fingers dip under my panties and the instant his fingers brush against my clit, I’m done for.

“You're so wet for me.” My body pulses with his touch. He picks up speed, circling my clit with his finger.

His teeth scrape the flesh of my neck as he continues his assault on my body, thrusting his finger inside. I gasp and he dips another one inside. My

pussy throbs with desire and I tilt my hips up to feel him press deeper. Wanting more. Needing more.

“Oh my God.” I whimper.

Waves of pleasure I’ve never experienced before pull at me and my body trembles. My knees draw together but he shoves them back open.

“Not yet, Princess. I’m not done tasting you yet.”

The way he speaks to me makes me even wetter. All I feel are pulses moving through me and my body aching for more. A moan escapes my lips and my pussy contracts against his fingers.

The unstoppable waves course through my body. “Only a man can make you come like that.”

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