Page 69 of The Reaper


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My eyes shone with my answer.Yes, I trust you.

For just a moment, awe slid across his features, the emotion buried quickly after. “I want to fuck this part of your throat, but I need to have the control. Do you understand?”

I blinked up at him.

For the briefest second, his fingers dusted over my bottom lip. “Tap my hip if it gets too much for you.”

Another blink to show him I understood the rules of this filthy, erotic game.

He withdrew a couple of inches, then slammed back inside me. My throat constricted around him—making a wet gagging sound—and he groaned. Saliva flooded my mouth and started to drip down his cock, which only seemed to get him off. Orin’s pace picked up, each flex into my mouth feeling like it was going deeper and deeper until I couldn’t find the air I needed.

My fingers hovered over his hip.

I trusted Orin—of course I did—but this was too much.

Too far.

Too extreme …

But then something happened.

My body relaxed completely, and my mind became blissfully empty. My body started to fully accept the invasion, and there was something liberating in that. In the knowledge that all he wanted to do was bring me pleasure, that he would wring every last drop from me. My fear had stopped me from enjoying sex, but with Orin, things were different. I knew he would never hurt me.

“Touch yourself,” he gritted out between his clenched teeth.

I snaked a hand between my thighs. My body was so in tune with his that at the first brush of my fingertips against my clit, I knew it wouldn’t take me long.

“Is my little whore close?” he asked, his voice sounding more strained than before.

I blinked, getting off on the power display, on the way he seemed to be having trouble holding himself back. BecauseIwas the one driving him crazy. I was the one pushing him past his feral limits. I came with a long, drawn-out moan, his cock still thrusting deeply into my throat.

“Fuck!” he barked, pulling out of my mouth and coming on my face as my orgasm crested and took over my senses. My pleasure and his layered until we were stuck in an erotic loop. Warm spurts of his cum hit my cheeks and lips, dripping down onto my chest. His eyes were slits as he stared at me, at how he covered my face. When he’d squeezed the last drop from his cock, he released it and stepped backward.

I rose from my position on the tiles while he watched with unbridled lust. Shifting to the side, he let the spray hit me. Closing my eyes, I slid my face fully under the water, letting it clean me off. I shivered, however, when cold air swirled around me.

Rubbing the water from my eyes, I saw Orin was outside the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist.

“Orin?” I called.

He glanced over his shoulder, his eyes darting down my wet body, then back again. A muscle in his jaw ticked. “What?”

“Where are you going?”

He frowned like he couldn’t quite understand the question. “Leaving you to shower.”

Before I could ask him to stay, he strode off, shutting the door behind him.

TWENTY

ORIN

Too far.

I’d gone too fucking far.

What the actual fuck was I thinking?

Running a hand through my hair, my fingers clawed, and I blew out a breath to force myself to keep moving. The desire to turn around, walk straight back into that bathroom and take more from Fallon was nearly irresistible.

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