Page 12 of The Sinner


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“Jesus fucking Christ, Lily.”

At least I’d managed to pack a matching set—the black lace panties sitting low on my hips, the bra hugging the bottom of my breasts, the push-up giving me more cleavage than I actually had.

I swore at least half of a minute had passed, and he wasn’t moving or coming any closer; he was frozen in that spot the same way I’d been when he dropped the towel.

But he wasn’t looking at my face, he was solely focused on my body, each second confirming a little more that he couldn’t get enough of me.

Had a man ever made me feel this way before? That I was more than enough for him?

No.

I was sure of that.

“Do you want to know something?” He released his dick to wipe the corners of his lips. “I thought I knew what perfection was.” His eyes fixed on mine. “I was wrong. Because never in my whole fucking life have I ever seen a body like yours.”

I’d come here willingly.

I’d let him take off my clothes.

He didn’t need to bullshit me. I was a done deal. Therefore, he didn’t need to say anything at all.

But what he had said caused an explosion through my stomach, the embers lifting to my chest.

How could this complete stranger make me feel this way?

How could his words be more meaningful than any of the others I’d heard before?

“You’ve made me speechless,” I admitted.

“You don’t need to say anything at all. You just need to know”—he finally moved forward, his hands going to the wall above my head, his face leaning down toward mine—“that I cannot fucking wait to taste you.” His lips hovered in front of mine. “Not just your mouth. I want to know the taste of your cunt. And the taste of your cum. And I want to know the flavor of your tongue when I’m making you scream louder than you ever have before.”

His mouth slammed against mine, ravishing me with dominance and control.

I wouldn’t have it any other way, not when it came to sex, despite that power being something I’d never experienced.

Because the two of us together were dripping with lust.

Passion.

And this was a man who wanted to please my body in ways I’d never felt.

As his mouth molded against mine, his tongue slowly dipping in, my bra was unhooked, my breasts freed, my nipples instantly pinched, using the power of his fingers. I didn’t know how it was possible for him to do everything at once, but my panties were also lowered and now hugged my ankles.

Once I stepped out of the leg holes, his fingers dived between my legs, one on my clit, another probing my entrance until it was inside of me.

“So fucking wet,” he moaned. “Just like I thought you’d be.”

I pulled back from his mouth, needing the separation so I could exhale, “Ah.” The feeling so overwhelming, I added, “Fuck!”

My fingers were all I’d experienced for the last six months. I knew what I liked, what I wanted, what would quickly do the job.

This was nothing like that.

He slid inside me with urgency, with a level of knowledge that led him straight to my G-spot.

That had me shouting, “Yes,” within the first couple of plunges.

“Don’t make it so easy on me, Lily. I want your first orgasm to be from my tongue.”

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