Page 27 of No Small Sin

It was pretty easy to go twenty-two years of your life without getting laid when you looked upon the large majority of other humans with disgust. No other woman before her had ever made me feel any kind of way. I just… didn’t care.

Only her.Cuore mio.

My heart.

Because I sure as fuck didn’t have one of my own before now. She was it somehow.

I had no explanation for it. Every time our eyes met, the air was sucked from my lungs. The universe had worked it out to make her mine, and I wouldnotbe letting her go.

There was only one way I could think of to gain any kind of experience aside from fucking some random person, which wasn’t going to happen.

The mere thought of trying to get it up for anyone else made me want to actually vomit.

But I couldwatchand learn.

And I was watching when I heard the first knock at the door. It was quiet, but still enough to pull my attention away from my laptop screen.

I had never thought of myself as a voyeur, but it was the only way I could figure any of this out.

The thought of fucking her senseless was both intoxicating and unnerving.

I furrowed my brow as I took in a particularly graphic scene of a man shoving a woman’s thighs apart and down into the mattress, then parting the lips of her pussy before sucking her clit into his mouth.

Her desperate moans spilled into the room.

Huh… so that’s how it was.

The girl was naked on her back, her stomach rising and falling with each heavy breath. Her hair was a waterfall of black, nearly touching the floor. Her breasts rose and fell, barely covered by her sheer bra.

Thathair. It reminded me of TK’s.

I groaned.

Another knock, louder this time. I paused the video and reluctantly dragged my gaze away from the scene.

“It’s open,” I yelled, pressing play again — uncaring if they were bothered in any way by what was on the screen.

It wasn’t as if I hadn’t walked in on Ijahactuallyhaving sex numerous times, or as if I hadn’t been forced to listen to Law and Alec discuss in great detail every single fucking time they found a girl willing to be shared.

I wasn’t entirely convinced they’d ever fucked anyone solo. They seemed to get off on the sharing.

I couldn’t understand that at all. The thought of anyone but me ever touching TK again made my fists clench and my throat constrict.

She wasminenow. She’d said as much herself.

The three of them stepped into the apartment, questioning looks on their faces at the pornographic sounds filling the room that I hadn’t bothered to try and hide.

Why they always felt the need to insert themselves into my personal space when they needed to pick me up for something, I’ll never understand. It was pretty rare that we all ended up together for anything, but Mattia had requested we update the security around the safehouse he forced his wife to live in.

His paranoia seemed to be getting worse and worse as time went on.

Ijah’s gaze immediately flicked to my laptop, the woman now being railed into from behind.

I half expected him to make some kind of joke. He just grunted, amused.

A shit-eating grin spread across Alec’s face. “Does our little Becky finally have a girlfriend?”

Of course, Ijah hadn’t been able to keep his fucking mouth shut.

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