Page 44 of Sinner's Obsession

Rage driving me from my hiding place, I cross the street in four long strides, stopping at the base of her steps just before she goes back inside.

“You must be fucking joking,” I growl, forcing myself to maintain enough distance that I can control myself.

Dani whirls, shock evident on her face, and her eyes widen as they find me. “Efrem,” she gasps.

“What, did not expect me?” I taunt, suddenly aware that our jokes about stalking have come back to slap me in the face.

“No,” she admits, glancing over her shoulder before moving swiftly down the steps. “But I’m happy you’re here,” she says, and her smile supports her words as she comes to a stop in front of me.

The lavender scent of her perfume that normally brings a natural sense of calm to me, only intensifies my anger now. And that hard-won control vanishes with her proximity.

“Why? Because now that you have finished stroking one boyfriend, you are ready for the next?”

Dani pales visibly at my accusation. I grab her arm, hauling her down the last step and around the corner of the cement railing to shove her roughly against the patio wall. She gasps as I plunge us both into the deep shadows there, hiding us from view.

And I lean in, bringing my face within inches of hers. “I bet you like getting older men riled up for you, no? Does it turn you on to fuck me on the weekend and flirt with Mikhail Sidorov once we are done?”

Shoving my hand beneath the hem of her soft, shapeless sweater dress, I cup her pussy provocatively. Arousal slams through me like a freight train at the feel of her thin lace panties and the warmth of her body against my palm. I’m hard in an instant, craving Dani despite my intense rage.

“Fuck you!” Dani hisses, her temper flashing red-hot. She lashes out, her hand flying toward my face, and I snatch her wrist before she can make contact.

She tries a second time with her other hand, and I capture it, too, trapping her wrists and forcing them over her head as I pin her against the wall with the length of my body. Her eyes flash angrily as she peers up at me with defiance.

“What, you don’t like that? You seem to be perfectly comfortable playing two men. Why not fuck us both?”

Leaning in, I violently crush my lips to Dani’s, pouring all my rage into the stolen kiss. Dani squirms, fighting fruitlessly against me in her fury, and I throb with need at the feel of her moving against me.

But slowly, her struggles grow weaker as my tongue plunges between her teeth. In an instant, the consuming rage driving me to punish Dani, to hurt her like she hurt me, vanishes, replaced by intoxicating attraction. My lips grow more demanding, and Dani kisses me just as furiously.

Anger turns to lust as her breaths come hard, pressing her perfect breasts against my chest in the most provocative way. I grind forward into her with my hips, and a flash of anger consumes me as the image of Mikhail pressing against Dani fills my mind’s eye.

But Dani didn’t kiss him like she’s kissing me now, and suddenly, I’m desperate to reclaim her, to remind her of who she belongs to. Shifting my grip to hold both her wrists in one hand, I reach down with the other and put my hand beneath her dress once more.

Dani releases a low moan as I press my fingers between her thighs to find her lacy fabric drenched with arousal this time.

“You like it when I take what is mine?” I breathe against her lips.

She whimpers, nodding gently as she kisses me with renewed intensity.

A snarl rips from my throat as I hook my fingers around the fragile lace of her panties. And with a violent jerk, I tear them from her body.

The gasp that echoes into my mouth makes my balls tighten, and I don’t waste time slowly building Dani to climax with my fingers or mouth. This time, I want to bury my cock so deep inside her that she screams my name.

Fumbling to open my belt and pants, I continue to claim her lips hungrily, and Dani does the same, allowing me to keep her hands pinned above her head, a captive to my greed. I pull out my rock-hard cock, then snaking one arm around Dani’s hips, I lift her off the ground.

She doesn’t hesitate to wrap her legs around me, aligning our bodies perfectly.

I shove inside of her without warning.

Biting back a moan, Dani lets her head fall against the cement wall as her body shudders violently.

She’s still impossibly tight, and a trickle of worry enters my chest at the thought that I might hurt her. But the heat of my rage evaporates the momentary concern. I fuck Dani hard against the stoop of her family home as I restrain her wrists with my hand.

And she takes my punishing thrusts, silently begging me for more.

Arching her chest into mine, Dani rocks her hips, intensifying my penetration. And she nips my lower lip, nearly drawing blood with her provocative aggression. This girl was made for hot, dirty, angry sex. She oozes dark sensuality, something I’ve never seen in her before. And the last dregs of my initial jealousy vanish in the raging storm of her intoxicating arousal.

“Fuck!” she gasps, and I can feel her orgasm as she clamps down around my cock.

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