Page 76 of Beautiful Sins

My attention drags to his beautiful body, all angles and ripples of muscle. If I did have a problem, he’d stop. But I’ve already faced down one fear. This is a celebration of that, a way to show myself I can take more.

Until he shifts closer, rubbing his impressive erection against me through the lace and the fabric of his pants. He takes my other breast too, his fingers and thumbs rolling my nipples, and my head falls back.

“Oh, shit.” The words spilling from my lips only make him twist harder. Heat drags a line from my breasts to my core, where I’m already wet.

“Beautiful girl.” It’s a praise and a taunt at once, and when his lips claim mine, I moan into his mouth. Most of the time, the difference in our ages and experience falls away when we’re together. But once in awhile, he reminds me.

Like the commanding way he says, “Lie down.”

Harrison reaches for the champagne, holding it over my reclined body. My stomach tightens as he tips it over and…

I hiss out a breath as it hits my breast, cold on my already peaked nipple. His mouth is there the next second, sucking roughly through the damp lace in a way that makes my thighs shake.

“The desk—”

“Christening it, and you.”

“Like a boat?” I taunt. “You hate boats.”

He retaliates by dropping fizzing champagne in my belly button and sucking it up. It tickles and thrills at once, and my legs wrap around his hips on instinct.

Next between my legs. The cold makes me jerk, but his hot mouth is there to lick it up.

When he drags off his pants and black boxer briefs, he steps back. “You trust me?”

“Yes.”

He pins my wrists over my head and my body tenses instinctively at the feeling of being restrained and helpless. But the look on his face tells me I’m safe with him, that he’d take on the world for me.

“I don’t take that for granted one goddamned second, Raegan.”

My heart skips a beat.

He yanks my thong to the side, sinking two fingers inside my wet core.

The grip on my wrist doesn’t relent. After a few pumps of his fingers that build the ache inside me, I’m grateful he’s holding me down. Otherwise, I might float off into space.

“You’re beautiful, and you’re mine,” he rasps, bending close to run his lips along my neck, my jaw. “Today. Tomorrow. No matter what. Tell me you want that.”

His thumb presses down on my clit, fingers still playing with me, and I explode under his hands.

“Yes.Fuck, yes.”

Harrison soaks up every second of my reaction with blazing eyes and tight body.

“How is it possible that every time we finish, I want more?” I pant.

“You saying you’re not satisfied?” We both know he’s joking, because I’ve probably had more orgasms since meeting him than I had in my life before.

“I’m saying you’re turning me into a monster.”

He strokes down my cheek, eyes softening. “We’ll be monsters together, love.”

He’s dragging my thighs apart to shift between them when my phone goes off on the desk near my head.

“Ignore it,” he growls, playing with me as he strokes his hard length, preparing to fuck me.

I do, but it rings again a moment later.

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