The Next Sin (The Sin Trilogy 2)

I place my palm in the center of her chest and slowly drag my hand downward. “I can’t believe all of this is mine for the rest of our lives.”

She sits up and wiggles free of her coat. She comes closer and wraps her arms around my shoulders. “I’m yours for the taking any time you’d like.”

“No worries. I’m very good at taking what’s mine.” I kiss her quickly before standing. I place her hands in mine and pull her from the sofa. “And I’m going to start right now.”

I lead her down the hallway to the bedroom I’ve rarely used. We’re barely inside when she glides her hands up my chest and pushes my jacket to the floor. She moves to my tie next, sliding the knot down. “Always so much to take off of you.”

“Anxious to get me naked, huh?”

“Maybe.”

“Let me help.” I’m eager to feel her naked body pressed against mine.

I reach for my top button but she stills my hand. She shakes her head and brings my fingers to her mouth, kissing them. “I want to do it. I’ve missed undressing you.”

She’s moving at a painstaking pace. “Bonny. I’d like to bed you tonight.”

She grins up as she unfastens the last shirt button. “In case you’ve forgotten, anticipation is one of the best forms of foreplay.”

She removes my first cufflink. “I haven’t forgotten how much you enjoy making me wait. It’s a lesson I won’t be forgetting any time soon.”

I hold up my wrist for the next one. She appears amused. “You make it sound as though I’m purposely torturing you.”

“You have no idea.” I need her five minutes ago.

She places my cufflinks on the nightstand. “It’s been months. I want to take my time with you and savor every moment.”

She pushes my shirt from my shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor. Her warm mouth spreads kisses while her hands explore my chest. She stops and cups her palm over my heart. “Another thing I’ve missed.”

I place my hand over hers. “You’ve been right here inside my heart the whole time.”

“Who taught you to say such pretty words?”

She’s right. I’m not normally the kind of man to say such things. But losing my beloved Bleu changed my world. “You did—when you stole my heart.”

She rises to the tips of her toes so her mouth reaches mine. She laces the fingers of both hands through my hair and pulls me closer. Her tongue is soft and wet moving against mine in perfect rhythm. Her kiss is delicious—the sweetest aphrodisiac. There hasn’t been a single moment in the last three months I haven’t longed for this.

I guide her backward and she stops when her thighs touch the bed. “Lie back. I’m going to ruin you for all other men.”

She sits on the edge of the bed and then does as I tell her.

I begin my erotic journey by kissing her ankle. “May these feet never run from me again.”

My mouth moves up her calf. I lift her leg and kiss her behind her knee. “Know now that every time you run, I’ll seek.”

I drag my lips up her inner thighs. “I did it once but I’ll never be able to let you go again. Ever.”

“Then don’t.”

She’s writhing below me. She knows where I’m going next.

She says she wants to fully appreciate our reunion so I’m going to give her something worth savoring.

I slip my thumb inside the edge of her knickers and move it up and down, stroking the bend of her leg. She squirms, lifting her pelvis up and over in an attempt to move my finger toward her center where she wants it most. I resist the temptation of giving in to her. But it isn’t easy. I want to caress her there as badly as she wants me to. “All in good time.”

“You’re killing me and you know it.”

“Anticipation, Bonny. You say it’s the best form of foreplay.” I take my thumb from the bend of her leg and rub it down the center of her knickers. The fabric of her crotch is soaking. “I think it’s working.”

I lower my mouth to her abdomen and nibble at her groin. She jerks and groans, “You’re torturing me.”

“But what sweet agony it is.”

I push her legs apart and move my mouth down her knickers. I do nothing but breathe, letting her feel the warmth of my breath between her legs. This is my way of giving her a moment to guess what my next move will be. When I’m satisfied she’s had time to think of at least a dozen different deeds, I lick the center of her wet knickers.

“Oh God.” She jolts, either in surprise or ecstasy. Either is an acceptable reason to me.

I lightly stroke my thumb up and down the saturated fabric, gradually increasing the pressure. She wiggles closer and rocks her pelvis against my hand. “I think someone no longer wishes to play the waiting game.”

“We can play all the games you want later.” She sits up and reaches for the buckle of my belt. She yanks it apart and goes for the button of my trousers. “It’s been too long. I can’t wait another excruciating minute.”

I kick off my shoes while she frees me of my pants and boxer briefs. She reaches inside and grasps my cock in her hand, stroking it from tip to base. “I need to feel this inside me. Now.”

“That can be arranged.” I hold the bed for balance as I step out of the clothes that have fallen down my legs.

She lifts her bottom and removes her knickers before reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra. She finishes undressing before me since I’m still playing the balancing game with my artificial limb.

She’s lying completely naked on the bed before me. “You’re beautiful. And all mine for the taking.”

She moves to the edge of the mattress and slides off to stand. “Unless I take you first.”

She puts her arms around my shoulders and guides me to turn. She puts her hands on my chest. “Sit.”

I do as she says before she removes my prosthesis. When she completes the chore, she rises to climb on top of me, one knee on each side of my pelvis.

I move my hand between her legs and glide my fingers back and forth through her slick slit. She leans forward and wraps her arms around my shoulders while rocking her pelvis against my hand and panting into my ear. Her mouth makes its way down my neck, first nibbling, and then sucking a patch of skin on my shoulder. I have no doubt it’s going to leave a mark—a big, dark one. But I don’t care. I’m hers. She can brand me any way she chooses.

She releases my shoulder and sucks air in through her teeth. She arches her back and lifts her chin so she’s looking upward. “Ohh. Right there, Sin. Don’t stop.”

As if.

I pull her tight so my mouth is over her ear. “I’m never going to stop making you come. Ever.”

She tenses tightly, squeezing me hard, our foreheads now pressed together. “Ohh. Ohh.”

She relaxes a minute later and I notice her shaking. “You’re trembling.”

“Mmm … because that was magnificent. And so very needed. It’s been too long.”

“I’m happy to hear that.”

“You’re still the only one.”

I’m relieved. I didn’t think Bleu had been with another man but it eases my mind to hear it confirmed.

She rises and finds my hard cock with her hand. She lowers herself onto it until I’m balls-deep inside her. “There will never be anyone else for me, Bonny. Only you.”

Her eyes never leave mine as she moves up and down. I have to say the words dying to escape. “Into me … you see.”

She cradles my face with her hands. “Into me … you see. Always.”

She’s too good at this so my orgasm builds faster than I’d like. I’m not ready for this first time to be over. But it’s been too long. I won’t last much longer at this pace so I move my hands to Bleu’s hips, encouraging her to slow down. “Easy, Bonny.”

“Are you having a hard time keeping it contained?”

I can’t talk about coming while I’m trying to hold off. “Something like that.”

“Then you should be in control.” While grasping my neck, she ro

lls to her back, taking me with her so I’m on top. I’m nestled between her thighs and push into her slowly and deeply as she wraps her legs around me tightly.

My hands glide up her arms until they find hers. We lace our fingers together between thrusts. “I love you, Bonny.”

“I love you too, Sin.”

Again, my climax builds sooner than I’d like but I’ve done all I can to prolong it.

I clasp Bleu’s hands and thrust deep, emptying myself and all my love inside her. She squeezes her legs tighter and I’m certain I’ve never been deeper within her body. “Uhh!”

When it’s over, I collapse—spent and exhausted—onto the bed beside her while still holding her left hand. I lift it so I can see how it looks with an engagement ring on it. “Do you really like it?”