Sin I Rise: Part One (Sins of the Fathers 1)

I wasn’t sure why I did it, but I stepped on the bed and glared down at Maddox.

He dipped his head back so he could look beneath my shirt. I wasn’t wearing panties. He whistled between his teeth. “Fuck, Snow White, let me eat that royal pussy.”

I raised one eyebrow. “Only if it shuts you up.”

He grinned devilishly. “Straddle my head. Come on. Spread those milky thighs for me.”

I gave him my most condescending look and stepped up on the bed so I was towering over him with my feet on either side of his shoulders. I knew what kind of premium view I was giving him, and he enjoyed it. Yet, I couldn’t deny that I too got increasingly aroused by the situation, by Maddox’s dirty mouth, by the hungry gleam in his eyes. I’d doubted myself so often in the past, but with Maddox, his desire for me was blatantly clear. There was no room for doubt.

“Kneel so I can eat you out.”

“Vitiellos don’t kneel.”

He grabbed my calves and tugged so hard, I lost my balance and fell forward, my knees sinking into the soft mattress beside his head.

“I could have smashed your face in with my knee!” I hissed. Maddox was my only chance out of this hellhole. Even if I wanted to kill him, which I wasn’t entirely sure about at this point, I’d have to wait until I was free.

Maddox grabbed my ass and jerked me toward his face. His eyes captured mine and then his tongue slid out slowly, a dirty grin on his face. The tip of his tongue brushed over my pussy lips, parting them to caress the sensitive inside. I shivered at the almost overwhelming sensation, momentarily worried I’d come from the brief contact. “Fuck,” he said in a low rumble, his lips vibrating against my pulsating flesh. He began licking me with slow movements, the piercing teasing my clit. I tore at his hair, jerking his mouth closer to my pussy and he took me up on the invitation, dipping his tongue into me. I rotated my hips, riding his mouth, his tongue deep inside of me, his piercing teasing what I assumed was my G-spot. I watched him as he took his time, sometimes even closing his eyes as if he was having a tasty meal that he needed to savor fully. The piercing flashed as his tongue flicked my clit leisurely. I gripped his hair, tugged almost viciously but Maddox only smirked and closed his lips around my clit. My teeth sunk into my lower lip to keep a moan in.

“You need to scream and moan. All women do when they’re in my room. My club brothers will get suspicious if you’re silent like a church mouse.”

I glared.

Maddox only seemed to take it as a challenge to coax sounds from my lips as he sucked and licked, nibbled and flicked. Soon my breathing came in sharp bursts and my hips rocked almost desperately. By now I was riding his mouth without shame. Maddox’s strong hands cupped my ass-cheeks, kneading and guiding my movements. He pulled back about an inch and I almost jerked him right back by his hair. So desperate for release I was close to losing any semblance of control.

“Come in my mouth, Snow White,” Maddox growled. His blue eyes stayed locked on mine as his lips cupped my clit once more. Pleasure radiated from my core, through every inch of my body in unstoppable waves. I came so hard, every muscle seemed tightened to the max. I gasped, my hands flying to Maddox’s muscled shoulders to steady myself. Closing my eyes, I succumbed to the sensations and screamed as if nothing around us existed. And it felt so good. I rocked my hips back and forth, driving his tongue deeper until the waves of pleasure began to ebb away. Eventually my lids peeled open and I peered down at Maddox.

Maddox lapped up my release eagerly, smirking, his face shiny with my juices. I watched him and kept grinding my pussy against his lips. Loving how dirty this was, how wrong. This—Maddox—could be my salvation, or it could be the fall from grace so many had been waiting for.

I still kneeled above him, my chest heaving.

His lips and chin were shiny. “See, I told you I’d get you to cream in my mouth.”

“You realize that sounds disgusting, right?” But deep down, I was wickedly turned on. Maddox was forbidden and crude and daringly free of conventions. This was meant to be a means to an end, but I couldn’t bring myself to feel guilty for enjoying it at the same time.

Maddox raised his head and stretched out his tongue. Tracing its tip along my folds then sucking one of them into his mouth. “Who doesn’t like cream? Especially if it tastes this good.”