Page 35 of No Small Sin

“Tell me what you like,” I demanded.

“I’m so fucking wet right now, I don’t think there’s anything you could do that I wouldn’t like.” She was needy. And it was my fault.

“Show me… what you need,” I begged, flipping our positions, forcing her to straddle me.

“You always ask so much of the girls you fuck?” She questioned jokingly.

I hesitated but looked straight into her eyes when I said, "There are no other girls, cuore mio. Just you. And I want to get it right for you. I want to fuck you in every way possible. Your mouth. Your pussy. Your tits. Your ass.” Her breathing hitched at the last one and I made a mental note of it. “With my hands, my mouth, and all those toys you have in that drawer. I want to do all the things I’ve never done before, never wanted to do. Until you.” I ran my hand over the slope of her perfect ass.

“You’re lying,” she tried convincing me to level with her, assuming that I was not being serious. That I couldn’t possibly be.

“Why would I lie about something like this?” I looked at her seriously, and with a hand on each of her hips, I rubbed her pussy over my already-hardening cock, causing us both to shudder.

“I… I don’t know.” Her eyes fluttered shut.

“I guess I’ll just have to figure out what it is that you need on my own then, hmm?” I asked.

I wrapped one hand around the back of her thigh, and ran two fingers through the folds of her slick pussy from behind, not stopping until I reached her tight little asshole.

I tested the resistance there. She sucked in a breath.

“You like that?” I asked, fucking her ass with my middle finger.

She nodded quickly, her breaths coming in quick huffs.

“Yeah? You want me to fuck you here?” I questioned her, already knowing the answer.

More nodding.

“Words, TK,” I instructed.

“Yes. Please,” she panted.

I would give my girl what she wanted. Just not in the way I knew she had in mind.

Not yet, anyway.

CHAPTERTHIRTEEN

TK

Shockedwas an understatement.

I was seriously so sure that Beck had to be at least a bit of a manwhore, because I mean..look at him.

And he’d just confessed to me that he had never been with anyone. That he was a virgin.

Depraved in all the ways except for this one, I suppose.

This was somewhat of a mindfuck. Was I excited? Fuck, yes.

But I was also in disbelief, and couldn’t help but feel this kind of sense of beingchosenby him for this pivotal life moment.

God, there were so many things I could teach him.

I’d never been anyone’s first before, and the idea of being Beck’s firstanythingshoved my heart into my throat.

He’d been so good at hiding what he felt, his face so totally unreadable. I’d wondered all this time if he’d felt as drawn to me as I did to him, and I finally had my answer.

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