Page 31 of Shattered Sinner
I chuckled when Easton asked his question with the fakest British accent I’d ever heard. “I don’t think I can… again.”
“You don’t think you canwhatagain?”
I took a deep breath before I blurted it out again. “I don’t think I can come again.”
Easton waited a beat before he replied, “Challenge accepted.”
I squealed and said, “This is so wrong.” I could feel his hand sliding up my thigh and I had a good idea where his final destination was.
"How wrong does this feel, Bianca?" he asked as he began to rub slow circles over my clit before he suddenly stopped.
I groaned in protest. It wasn’t worth me trying to fight this or him anymore.
"You want this as much as I do, and you know it. I can feel your wetness and I absolutely love it."
His fingers began to tease me once more and I tossed my head back involuntarily. I clenched the sheets as he built my body up again; this time it seemed as if I was already halfway to the edge before he started to play with me once more. This was all happening too quickly.
When Easton added his tongue to the party, I grew tense from the pleasure and anticipation. I knew exactly how this would end and I wasn’t convinced that I was ready for it, but he more than likely wouldn’t take no for an answer. He ran his tongue along my slit, teasing me with an appetizer when I really wanted the full meal.
My hands ended up in his hair in an attempt to hold him in place. He made sure to play with my clit and had no problem making sure that every inch of my pussy had received all the attention that it deserved.
I gasped out loud when he began to fuck me with his fingers, but it was from surprise versus pain. I cried out as he plunged his fingers in and out of me, taking time in between to play with my G-spot. I rode his hand, begging for a release without saying the words. The pressure that was building within me was a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at a moment’s notice.
Having the blindfold on seemed to only heighten my other senses, which was to be expected. My will to resist this man shattered and I surrendered to the desire that ruled my heart.
"Come for me again," he demanded.
I followed his command perfectly. I swirled out of control as my climax hit me hard, and it was several moments before I was able to think again, let alone speak.
My body trembled slightly, yet I felt as if I was in a haze, floating just above my body without any signs of coming down. The warmth that spread through me made me smile, happy to have been able to experience all of this.
I gasped when I realized that he wasn’t done. He pushed my legs further apart and I could feel the head of his cock teasing my entrance. There was no way that I’d be ready to go again, right?
He took his time sliding into me, I assumed accounting for the fact that my pussy was probably sore from his earlier ministrations as well as the fun we had the night before.
My mouth dropped open as he moved, but not a sound left my lips. Euphoric was the best way I could describe this experience. Coming here was the best thing I could have done after dealing with my parents and their bullshit.
Once he was all the way inside of me, he only stayed still for a moment before he slowly withdrew himself and then slammed back into me. My moans turned into cries every time he pounded into me. Every little adjustment he made only increased the sparks between us. My nerves felt as if they were frayed.
I grabbed Easton’s shoulders as the pressure built up within me. When my next orgasm hit me, my mind was blown that it was number three. As the orgasm tore through me, I managed to find and grip Easton’s shoulders as tight as I could. Without a doubt, I was leaving a mark.
Once again, it felt as if I was having an out-of-body experience as Easton continued fucking me. When his rhythm grew erratic, I knew he was closing in on his own release.
A low groan fell from his lips as he thrust into me one final time, and I shivered in response. Feeling him explode inside of me was so erotic that all I could do was replay the moment in my mind over and over again.
For a moment, neither one of us moved as we both tried to catch our breaths. I moved my hands from his shoulders to his hair, giving him a light scalp massage.
“I think I’ve died,” Easton said with a sigh. “And it’s all because of you.”
“But wasn’t it a lovely way to go?”
Easton let out a breathless laugh before he kissed me on the lips. This kiss was slow and sensual as he slowly pulled the blindfold from my eyes. I blinked several times as I got used to the light and was struck by the look he was giving me. The tenderness that I saw reflected in his eyes made me panic slightly.
“I’m going to do everything in my power to prove to you that I didn’t leak those photos of you. I swear.”
The sincerity in his eyes and words made me feel slightly emotional. It made me want to believe that he was telling me the truth even though a smidge of doubt lingered.
Easton shifted his body so that he could get up, and I immediately felt the loss of him. However, even I had to admit that I needed a break after the marathon of sex we’d had.
