One Last Sin (The Sin Trilogy 3)

“I’m sure they will, but I hope they get a lot of exercise tonight keeping up with you.”

“You’ll get all the workout you want, but first I’d like to show my gratitude for your very generous mouth during our period of abstinence.” His lips trail kisses up my inner thighs. “You were very good to me. Now I’m going to be good to you.”

Sin crawls on to the mattress and grabs two of the extra pillows. “You know what I need you to do.”

I absolutely do. He’s going to wedge my bottom upward so his mouth can perform its duties to the fullest potential. He’s full-service when it comes to oral. “Whatever you say.”

He pushes my legs apart and nibbles each side of my groin. I think I may convulse from the ecstasy.

I’ve never wanted to feel his mouth on me so badly. I’ll beg if it’s what he wants. “Please.”

“Please what?”

I’m trembling. “The teasing is killing me, Breck. No more. Please put your mouth on me before I die.”

His warm wet tongue glides up my center slowly. “Ohh.”

I fist his hair when he does it a second time.

“Is that what you want from me?”

“Yes! It feels so different from before. So much more sensitive.” I read that a pregnant woman’s erogenous zones are heightened during pregnancy. I thought it was bullshit. But now I see that I was wrong.

He continues licking me but it isn’t just the center. He nibbles and sucks my outer lips, teasing me before moving back to the middle. I can’t stop myself from rocking against his mouth. “Ho-ly shit!”

He wraps his arms around my thighs and holds me still while sucking my clit. First soft and then hard, alternating back and forth between the two.

Sweet torture.

It’s been months since my last orgasm but I easily recognize the signs of its approach. “Oh. Oh. Oh. It’s starting.”

Sin sucks harder, making me come faster. I fist his hair and rock my hips to ride out the warm pulsations of pleasure. “Ohhh!”

Sin puts my legs over his shoulders and my toes dig into the muscles of his back. I tense, pulling him against me even harder. I can’t get enough. I crave more. Need it.

When I spiral down from the high, my body goes limp. My face pulsates. Euphoric waves of warmth spread down my legs and arms. My hands tingle. All signs of a magnificent climax. “That was incredible.”

I’m boneless, unmoving.

“We aren’t done yet.” He crawls over me and kisses my face. “Not even close.”

He pushes his body away from mine and looks down at my belly. He caresses it with his hand. “Your baby bump feels like a grapefruit pushing against my stomach. You didn’t have that the last time we did this.”

Hearing him say that is a reminder of how long it’s been. It seems like forever ago.

He adjusts so he’s holding most of his weight off me using his arms. “Is it too much pressure? Am I hurting you?”

“No.”

“Are you uncomfortable?”

I reach behind his neck and pull him down so our bodies are pressed together again. “I’m fine, Breck. I’ll tell you if that changes.”

He kisses me hard. I part my thighs so his erection is pushing against my entrance. I cross my ankles behind his back and squeeze him closer. I lift my pelvis and his tip barely enters me. It isn’t enough. I’m desperate to have him inside me to the hilt. “I really want you to fuck me.”

He pulls out. Not the direction I’m looking for. “I’m terrified that fucking will hurt you or the babies.”

“Not going to happen.”

“You’re my china doll. It would kill me to harm you in any way.”

I grab his face, forcing him to look at me. “Listen to what I’m saying. I won’t break.”

He doesn’t look convinced.

“Okay. It probably isn’t a good idea to bend me over the arm of the sofa or put me face down on the bed with my ass in the air. But we’ll find what works.” I reach between us and grasp his cock. I position it at my entrance and wrap my legs around him again. “Ease in if it scares you. Start out slow and shallow and build up to deeper and faster as you become more comfortable with it.”

He’s unmoving.

“Please, Breck. It’s safe. Dr. Kerr said we could do it and we both want to. Making love is a huge part of who we are. We need this.”

“You will immediately tell me if anything hurts or doesn’t feel right.”

“Absolutely.”

He relaxes and breathes deeply. “Okay. I’ll try slow.”

I glide my fingertips down his face. “Into me … you see.”

He catches my hand with his and presses it against his cheek. “Into me … you see.”

He enters me slowly and squeezes his eyes shut. “Oh fuck, you feel so good.” He thrusts slowly several times. “So wet and tight.”

I rock my hips with him slowly. I’m afraid of spooking him if I’m too aggressive.

What they say is true. You don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone. “God, I’ve missed this.”

His face is buried in the bend between my neck and shoulder. All of his weight is supported by his arms pressed into the mattress on each side of my head. “I’m not going to last long.”

“I’m pretty sure we didn’t rent this room with the intention of doing it once.”

Sin tenses and groans. It’s the only sign of his climax since he doesn’t thrust deep or hard as per his usual finale.

Neither of us is out of breath or slick with sweat. I wish we were.

He rises and throws the covers back, patting the side of my hip. “Lift.”

“What are you doing?”

“It feels like something’s oozing out.”

“I’m sure it is. It’s called semen. And probably a lot of it since we haven’t had sex in so long.”

He lowers himself and hovers above me, our bodies barely touching. It’s maddening. “I just needed to be sure it wasn’t blood.”

I pull him closer but he holds himself steady. “I love that you’re concerned for our safety but I really hope you get over this fear soon.”

“Forget it. I’ll never get over my worry or fear for your well-being or that of our children.”

He kisses me quickly and rolls to lie beside me. He laces his fingers through mine before resting our clasped hands on his chest.

“There’s so much more to us than sex, but I must admit, I’ve missed doing that terribly.” He brings my hand to his mouth for a kiss.

“Me too.”

/> We lie side by side, simply enjoying post-orgasmic bliss. It’s more relaxing than any pill or drink.

My mind wanders from one topic to the next but lands on my sister. “I’ve been thinking of Ellison a lot lately.”

“She appears to love being in Edinburgh. I’m under the impression she doesn’t intend on leaving anytime soon.”

“Not before these two make an appearance.”

“Realistically, do you think your sister will be able to leave after they come?”

The babies and I are the only family Ellison has. And there’s nothing waiting for her at home. I know where this conversation is going. “I’m not sure how to tell her about The Fellowship so she doesn’t flip out.”

“Is it possible you’re giving Ellison too little credit, just as you did Harry?”

Sin was right about my dad, which means I was wrong. I can admit that. “Maybe.”

“It’s your choice but I think you should do it soon if that’s the direction you’re leaning toward. Telling her after our hand has been forced won’t go as well.”

“I think my decision has evolved into how to tell her rather than if I will.”

“Do you want me to help you explain everything to her?”

“No. It’s probably best if I do it alone. She’s going to have a lot of questions. It’s important for us to be able to speak freely. I’m afraid she’ll feel uncomfortable if you’re there.”

“That’s understandable, but I’m always willing to take care of it if you should decide it’s what you want.”

“Right now, there’s only one thing I want.” I rise and put my leg over Sin so I’m straddling him.

He’s afraid of hurting us––and I understand that––but he needs to see that I’m durable. That’s why I’m taking control this time.

I lean down and kiss the side of his neck. “Been long enough for round two?”

He thrusts his hips up so his erection pokes me. “You tell me.”

Good. He sounds more confident. And playful.

I reach between us and grasp his cock, positioning it at my entrance. “Easy, Bonny.”