Page 50 of When Sinners Dare

“Yeah. For you.” I push her away a little. “Take the dress off. If you want this slower, show me.”

“Okay. Get on the mattress.”

Tugging at my shirt, I lift it over my head and get down there. She makes a tease of undressing, like she’s practised at getting everything she wants out of a man. Tight limbs move slowly as if she’s like one of them up there. She isn’t. She’s more beautiful than anything I saw, and I’m falling fast and hard for her.

“Fuck,” mutters out of me as she runs the last of her dress down to the floor.

“You like?”

“You know I do. Leave the underwear on.”

Her hands travel over her dark skin, tracing it like it’s fine silk that needs treating carefully. I roll my tongue over my lips, far from ready for treating her carefully. She’s a fucking goddess up there in front of me. Something that needs handling and taming, maybe showing what a real man’s capable of rather than all this shit we’re playing around.

“Make yourself come for me,” I murmur, undoing my belt. She smirks and runs both hands to her pussy, drawing one finger through it slowly under the panties. “You make it good for yourself, ‘cause if you keep winding me up, this is gonna turn nasty real damn fast.”

“Aww, you’re still desperate down there.” She moves towards me, lowering until she’s on the mattress with me and staying up at the far end of it. “Join me. Let me watch you.”

I groan and get my already hard dick out, shifting my weight so I can get my hand around it. Another groan comes out of me the moment she starts playing with herself, and I grunt, almost painfully, as she starts sliding fingers in and out of her. Her legs widen, and I’m fucking lost in that as my hand slowly runs the length of my dick. She’s moaning, and starting to pant, eyes closing, like she’s too close too quick. That damn possessiveness catches up with me, making me want that cum around me rather than over there away from me.

I lean forward and grab at an ankle to bring her closer. “Get up here and fuck me.” Even that doesn’t stop her looking after herself, and I end up pulling her sharply to get her listening. “You’re gonna get on here and fuck like you mean it, Mariana. I’m done waiting.” She gasps, as I tug her harder, and manages to scramble where I need her. The panties get torn, leaving her with a satin gold bra and nothing else in my way. “Get that sweet pussy round my dick. Now.”

Sheer fucking bliss assaults me the moment she starts lowering. I watch it happening, real damn absorbed in the sight of her going down. She groans, as she inches onto me, taking it nice and slow. My breath labours at the sight, and my hands grip onto her hips to feel her move.

“Fuck, that’s pretty,” I mutter, still watching my dick sliding in and out. I shove, pushing her hips down. “You feel that, little lady? That’s all you winding me up.” She tries pulling away at the depth of me in her. I don’t let her, I grind it in, deep and hard, and angle her so her clit runs over me too. “Start fucking me. Slowly. Own it.”

“Jesus, Kai.” She pants and roils her hips, staying close and letting me guide her. Goddamned rhythm we create starts driving me crazy, as her head tips back. I grunt my way through it, part looking at her fine ass body undulating, and part needed to watch my dick going in and out of her. “Oh god. This is …” Her hands land on my chest, ass angling differently.

“That’s it, baby. Keep going. Fuck.” I can feel the cum building in me, like it’s desperate to get inside her and own something that shouldn’t be mine. I look down at her pussy again, watching the way it quickens, and start letting my own hips join in. “You gonna cum for me, little lady?”

She breathes, pants, moans. “Oh god, yes.”

Her nails dig in, and her clit rubs harder on me, circling, reaching. I shift, making her mouth come down to mine. I don’t want to kiss her. I want to own the air she’s breathing when she comes. My dick’s aching like a bitch. My balls are full and ready to explode, and the feel of her lips so close to mine makes me want to own every damn thing about her.

Doesn’t take long for either of us. She’s too damn fine, and I’m a fucking mess about that. One last push in, as she quivers and comes, and both my hands go back to her hips to hold her down on me. It damn well floods out of me, ragged and pained. I growl my way through it, fingers biting into her skin to keep her still. She doesn’t stay still at all. She moves carefully on me, drawing out the pain and pushing me to endure more.

“Fuck,” grumbles out of me.

“You like that?” she says softly, still grinding her hips quietly. Yes. No. No, I don’t. I’m fucking breaking under her, and that starts a low rumble of laughter to start ebbing through me. I part stutter a response, then give up and draw her face down to mine to kiss her sass out of her. That does stop her moving on me, which gives me the reprieve I need to catch a damn breath.

“Next time won’t be on your terms,” I murmur through our lips. “You better get that sweet pussy ready for that, you hear me? Goddamn, woman.”

She giggles lightly. “Okay.”

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

MARIANA

“Come back to mine.”

“I thought this was yours.” Kai grins at me.

“It is, but I don’t want to say goodbye to you here. So come back with me.”

“I’m good with that.”

I smile, grab his hand, and lead him back from the empty apartment downstairs to where the party’s still going. I look for Sasha and head straight for her.

“Hey, we’re going to leave if you’re good here.” She gives Kai the once over, but I’m okay with that. She can look.

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