But when I reached out for him, he stepped back, shaking his head.
“I’ll go off in your hand within two pumps.” His voice came out all gravelly. He pressed his knees into the mattress, crawling up the bed until he was between my thighs. “Spread your legs for me, sweet girl. Let me lick your delicious pussy again.”
I did willingly, eagerly.
My fingers twisted in the covers as his mouth drove me crazy. I lost the ability to think as he flicked the tip of his tongue over my clit hard and fast, his fingers working inside of me. First one, curling and uncurling, hitting a spot that had never been touched before but had the ability to make me see stars.
Soon, he was adding a second, stretching them apart inside me, preparing me for him. My hips lifted off the bed, seeking a deeper penetration. When he added a third, I cried out his name, seconds away from coming.
He pulled his fingers free and lifted his head. His mouth glistened with my juices, and he licked his lips as he pushed his boxers down his legs, kicking them off before wrapping his fingers around his shaft and positioning it right at my center.
I had a moment of apprehension, not because I was remembering the past, but because Sin was fucking huge. He was going to slice me in two with that thing.
Slowly, inch by inch, he eased into me. Three fingers hadn’t been enough to stretch me in preparation for how thick he really was. It didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t comfortable either. His hips pressed forward until I was taking as much of him as I could at first, and then he stopped.
His arms shook as he held himself over me, sweat dripping down his brow, onto his nose, and he clenched his eyes closed. “Baby, you squeeze my dick so good,” he groaned. “This is pure bliss right now. I don’t want to move.”
My body was starting to get used to his now, my walls contracting around him, causing zings of pleasure to fire off deep inside of me.
He opened his eyes. “You okay? Am I hurting you?”
I cupped his face in both hands. “No,” I told him honestly. “Your giant cock feels amazing now.”
Sin grinned. “You’re good for my ego, sweet girl.”
“Just telling you the truth.” I moaned when he started to pull out and then slid back into me, going deeper than before. “Mm, that feels so good.”
“I won’t last much longer, Ro.” He kissed between my breasts, his tongue licking up one side until he reached my nipple, and he bit down just hard enough to make me cry his name in pleasure. “Come for me, beautiful. I want to feel this sweet pussy milking me before I fill you up.”
His thumb found my clit as he rocked into me again, circling and flicking over the bundle of nerves, driving me crazy. I lifted my legs, helping him drive another inch, filling me to capacity.
“Goddamn,” he gritted out. “You’re wrecking me, sweet girl.”
“Sin,” I whimpered. “I’m going to… Oh God!”
“Yes!” he shouted, his jaw tensing. “Ro, come for me, just like that. Fuck, just like that.”
My legs wrapped around him as he pumped into me faster, his thumb rubbing my clit rougher. I was so close, barely hanging on.
Sin kissed me, one of those soft, loving kisses that made my head spin and my heart melt. I shattered into a million pieces, and with his next thrust, he bellowed my name against my mouth. “Ro!”
I felt his release pour into me, watched as the pleasure flooded his face. His eyes locked with mine, letting me see everything he was thinking and feeling. It was intense to watch, maybe even more so than the orgasm he’d just given me. I saw what he felt for me blazing out of those dark eyes, and I melted for him all over again.
The words were right on the tip of my tongue, but I bit down on it to keep them from slipping free. I didn’t know why I couldn’t say them after sharing something so amazing with him, but I held back.
Those three words held a lot of power.
Power I wasn’t ready to hand over.
Chapter 21
Sin
Roanna sighed softly in her sleep and turned onto her side, pressing her perfect ass right against my cock. Ready to play again, the damn thing stirred, wanting deep inside her sweet haven once again.
Swallowing a groan, I kissed the back of her head and tightened my arms around her middle. I was still sweating over giving in to her, terrified like I’d never been before of losing her because I let my cock talk me into surrendering. None of this had been in my plan for tonight. I only wanted to get her alone, make her come on my tongue, and then spend the rest of the night just holding her.
I didn’t regret it, though. As scared as I was that she was going to wake up and hate me for this, I was feeling too fucking good to regret giving her what she wanted. Sex was good even when it was bad, but it was never as good as it was with Roanna. I had nothing to compare with how amazing I felt right then because nothing—not one thing in my entire goddamn life—had ever felt like this.