Page 43 of Shattered Sinner
“What if there is something else I want to eat, princess?”
A soft moan escaped my lips as my eyes fluttered closed when one of his kisses landed just under my jaw. How had he done this to me? The things that I actually wanted to talk to him about flew out of my mind. It felt as if it had been too long since we’d been together, and I was done with waiting.
“Then I think it’s time you get to work.” I leaned into him, crushing my lips against his. The tempo of our kiss was fierce, surprising even me. Not one to be outmatched, he responded by giving me the same energy. His hands ended up in my hair, fisting my strands between his fingers.
He’d set my entire world ablaze. His tongue found mine and tangled with it. His kiss was an incinerator, making me crave the feel of his body pressed against mine.
While I wanted to pretend that our movements were smooth, we stumbled toward my couch, discarding clothes along the way. He pushed me back with his body and I landed on the soft fabric of my couch. Easton came down on top of me, bracing his weight on his forearms so that he didn’t crush me.
Easton kissed me again before I could think of anything else. He kneaded my breasts, massaging them before running a thumb across my nipples, causing them to stand at attention. When he licked one, I shivered once the cold air hit it. His touch stoked a fire within me that only he could satisfy.
He slid off the couch and down to his knees. I moved my legs so he could fit between them. He pressed a kiss to my inner thigh, forcing a shiver from my body.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he whispered.
I wasn’t sure it was something he even knew I heard.
His praise made my lips tremble as my arousal intensified. He placed a small kiss on my other thigh before guiding himself to where I wanted him the most.
My body attempted to launch off the couch the moment he touched me. It took Easton placing his hands near my waist to keep me in place. Still, even with him holding me, my hips did everything in their power to anchor his lips to my pussy, causing a groan to fall from his lips.
He took his time, paying close attention to every sound and move I made, making sure to change what he was doing based on the cues I was giving him.
It was glorious.
I couldn’t help but smile when I heard him groan. I assumed the bliss he was sparking in me was the reason why he was moaning as well. The thought of that drove me to peaks I couldn’t have expected until it all came crashing down around me.
“E-Easton,” I cried out as my climax took over, shaking me to my core. As the pleasure flowed through my body, Easton continued licking and sucking me. He shifted slightly just as I was coming down from the high, dragging my orgasm out. Or could he have been in the process of starting another? My brain couldn’t process all the sensations flowing through me, but I knew I wanted this and so much more.
“I want you to ride this out, baby.”
And I did until it felt as if I couldn’t breathe anymore. My panting sounded as if I’d run a mile in five minutes flat. He kissed his way up my body before his lips landed on mine once more. I could taste myself on his tongue and it was one of the most erotic things I’d ever experienced.
When I took a moment to catch my breath, I looked him in the eye and said, “It’s your turn.”
I moved to make my way to the floor, but he used his hands to stop my descent. “The place I want to be right now is in your pussy. Spread your fucking legs.”
I immediately did what he demanded and found him nestled between my thighs. He fisted his cock for a moment before running the tip of it up and down my pussy, coating himself in all of me. As I moaned, he thrust himself inside of me, forcing my moan to change into a gasp. I fought the urge to close my eyes because I didn’t want to miss a second of this.
When my eyes met his, they were darker than I was expecting. It could have been due to his own arousal, but I couldn’t deny that I saw everything I wanted, everything I needed, in them.
“You’re fucking mine.”
The gravity of this situation was weighing down on me, but it wasn’t an unpleasant sensation. The significance of this moment caused me to feel joy and passion. It was a feeling of love.
Easton’s words cut through my thoughts like a knife as he pounded into me. “I want to hear you say it.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him to move faster, at the same time I placed my hands on his shoulders to anchor myself.
“I’m…” It was as if I couldn’t find the words to say.
“Say it, Bianca.” His words came out rushed as he picked up the pace.
“Dammit, I’m yours,” I yelled as our bodies moved in a frenzied rhythm that felt as if it was completely in sync.
When the sensation began to build in my lower body, I knew that there wasn’t much time before I was coming all over his dick. It was what I wanted and deserved.
“Come for me,” Easton said, his voice raspy and sexy as hell. “I want to feel you come on my cock.”
