Page 133 of SINS & Riley
I can’t take my eyes off him as he soaps up, big hands gliding over every muscle, every scar, eyes locked on me as he strokes himself slow.
And fuck—I can’t breathe.
“This is what you do to me,” he growls. “Always.”
I do?
Does he mean I make him hard, or that he touches himself, stroking faster, losing control. “Always?” I ask, breathless.
“Every day.”
“Every day?” I ask, voice breaking in the steam.
His hand fists harder around his cock, lips curling under the mask.
“Three times a day, Pom Zapretnaya.”
My newly christened name makes me smile. “What does Zapretnaya mean?”
“Forbidden.” His voice is a growl, low and reverent. “My sweet, innocent, forbidden fruit.”
Everything inside me unravels.
Watching him this rough, this filthy—thinking of me as forbidden—my last shred of resistance snaps.
I step into the shower, water pounding over us both, and wrap my hand around his length—stroking with him, matching his rhythm, every glide slick against my palm.
His head tips back with a guttural groan. “Mmm. That’s it.”
He’s thick. Heavy. Gloriously hung.
Hard as steel, straining in my grip.
Greedy for more, I try with both hands.
Heat coils low in my belly as water slicks our bodies together. His hand slides over my wet curves, lower, between my thighs. Two thick fingers press into me. I moan, back arching into the bite of his teeth at my neck.
“So fucking wet,” he growls.
My eyes flutter open, clit throbbing as his thumb circles tight. The word tumbles out, desperate. “Your mask.”
Not an order. A plea.
A beg. “I want you bare.”
“Bare…” he echoes, lips dragging down my collar, closing around my nipple with a rough suck. His teeth scrape, and a wicked smile cuts through his voice. “I like the sound of that.”
Oh… shit.
He thinks I meant bareback.
Not that I have anything to worry about. I know I’m clean. Pretty sure he is too.
And, well… hello? Knocked-up central.
He nips my other breast and I yelp, body arching. I’m so close, ready to shatter as his fingers pump in and out, hard, relentless. “So…close…” I whimper.
Then he pulls them free.
