Page 42 of No Small Sin

He released my hand, putting his arm around my shoulders. “You’re right, you haven’t known her long.”

“Do you know something I don’t?” I questioned him.

“No. I’ve just never been a fan. Andrea is a total wild card, and she has no boundaries. I know you like her, but she may not always have the best interests of those around her in mind.” He stroked up and down my arm, as we walked.

“She had my best interests in mind when she took my phone away from me and sent you that naughty text my first night at LC,” I chimed. I couldn’t help that my mood took a turn when I saw the look on his face at that.

He stilled. “That was Andrea?”

“It was.”

“And you didn’t tell me this because?”

“Because I liked your response.”

Beck's hazel eyes danced mischievously as he dipped his chin and gazed down at me, the corner of his mouth upturned with a playful smirk.

"You did, did you? And what did you like about it?" He asked.

My face flamed. "Maybe the prospect of whatever punishment you had in mind."

He stopped in the middle of the street and pulled me into him again. We were almost back at LC now. "I still haven't dolled out your punishment for that, have I?"

I rested my chin on his chest, staring up at him. "Oh, I think waiting for days for you to actually get me off was punishment enough."

He kissed my forehead. "Hmm. Maybe I'll have to use that particular punishment again, then. Since you hated it so much. A few days for sneaking off alone tonight, and a few more for being such a smart-mouthed little brat. Tie you up and make you watch me fuck my own hand a few more times..." he trailed off.

I tried to pull away from him, both frustrated at his words, that he would threaten me with something like that, and... slightly turned on, okay?

"Oh, you think you're going somewhere now?" He yanked me close to him, our bodies flush against one another, his hands pressed into the small of my back. He brought his lips closer to mine, and his warm breath fanned across my face. Grabbing my chin between his thumb and forefinger, he pulled me in for a passionate kiss.

He ran his nose along the line of my throat before whispering in my ear, "My greedy little slut doesn't like the thought of being denied, does she?" I couldn't hold the whimper that escaped me. "You just want to come on my cock, huh?"

I nodded quickly.

Beck lifted me up by the backs of my thighs and wrapped my legs around his waist, carrying me through the LC parking lot. The warmth of his skin made me buzz with tension as we crossed into the narrow alley behind the restaurant.

With his hands on my hips, he urged me closer to him until I was flush against his chest. I felt the heat of his body press against my abdomen and I wrapped my arms tightly around him for support as he unbuttoned his pants.

He pressed my shoulder blades into the brick wall, the sharp edges biting into my skin, then grabbed a handful of my skirt, yanking it up around my waist.

I tried to catch my breath.

No chance.

His cold fingers brushed against the bare skin of my thighs as he pulled aside my soaked panties and slid two fingers inside. "God, you're so fucking wet. All this just for me?"

I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, pulling his lips to mine and kissing him roughly while he finger fucked me through my first orgasm.

"Fuck me, babe," I whimpered as I came down from the high. "Fill me up." I gripped the base of his cock and angled his head at my entrance. My hips jerked in anticipation.

He sucked my tongue into his mouth and I thought I might combust right then and there before he thrust into me.

He pinned me against the wall with one strong arm. His other hand clutched my thigh as he thrust into me roughly and pushed us both closer to the edge with each piston of his hips.

With every thrust, thoughts of Andi faded further away.

By the time we both came — me twice — and made it upstairs to his shower, I was totally consumed by Beck and had forgotten about the rest of the night completely.

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