Page 69 of Sinner's Obsession

He bursts into my mouth, and his salty cum coats my tongue.

“Swallow it.”

I do it on pure instinct, and he wipes the corner of my mouth. His thumb slips inside me, feeding me the last drop. “Such a good girl, sucking me off like that, coming all over my leg.”

He crashes back in his chair and gestures for me to go to him. I crawl to him, and I swear his eyes blacken. I need some emotional connection after what just happened. When I climb into his lap, he fists my hair and arches my neck back.

Jealousy flashes in his eyes, something dark and primal. “That was one hell of a blow job.”

Then why is he angry?

“He taught you well.”

I blink at him, confusion turning to anger.Oh, this asshole.He had to ruin it. With a dejected sigh, I say, “Yes, he did.”

Let him stew in his stupid jealousy.

My books have been great teachers. Maybe one day, I will tell him, and enjoy making fun of him.

He lifts me and backs my front to his desk, slapping my thighs open.

I grip the desk and bite my tongue so as not to moan while sheer pleasure clamors inside me.

“Whatever you had with him, it will never happen again.” He buries his mouth in my pussy, his hands digging into my ass cheeks so hard I know they’ll leave imprints—that’s what he’s after.

“Say it.”

“Stupid man,” I say, and he bites into one cheek, then soothes the skin with his tongue, and moves to the other.

I look at him over my shoulder. Kieran takes his phone out and snaps a photo. He shoves it in my face and I see the indent of his teeth and the brand of his fingers. At the image, wetness trickles down my thighs.

“Whose marks are those? I would say fucking mine.” His words combined with those burning eyes make it even worse and I can’t hide my physical reaction from him.

His fingers find my pussy drenched.

“Look at my princess, all wet. You like me losing control, don’t you?”

I do, I so do. Two fingers curl inside of me while he sucks on my clit. Stars collide in front of my eyes. No, not stars. What I see is the inception of new galaxies. I am sucked into a black hole, and nothing will be able to pull me out as I let myself go.

When I come for the second time, I lie spent on his desk with my cheek on the cold surface. His finger trails down my spine. I love these ministrations, him being unable to not touch me.

“You’re jealous.”

“I fucking am.”

His hand cups the back of my neck, and he drags me to his chest. His eyes penetrate every cell of my being, and I gasp at the intensity.

“I might be soft with you, but I will never let you be someone else’s.”

“I already belong to someone else.”

The monster reappears, and I know I fucked up. I should’ve just said I belong to no one but me. He cracks his neck and tosses me over his shoulder.

“Kieran, put me down.”

He takes two stairs at a time and shuts the door to his bedroom. It’s as if my words don’t even register.

He throws me onto the bed.

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