Page 57 of No Small Sin

“Now, cuore mio.” His tone brokered no argument.

I slid down onto his lap, relishing the way his arms snaked around me. The tension I’d been holding melted away, his skin on mine was the hit of oxytocin I needed to pull me out of my downward mental spiral.

He brushed my hair over my shoulder, laying a hot line of kisses down my neck and over the length of my collarbone. “You’re practically vibrating with unsettled energy,” he said, his lips never leaving my skin. “Need a distraction?”

I hummed, laying my head against his shoulder as his hand skimmed up my thigh to the hem of my loose shorts. My breath caught in my throat when his fingertips gently parted my wet pussy. “No panties?” He raised his eyebrows at me.

“I may as well be comfortable for the remainder of my numbered days of freedom,” I said sardonically.

He scoffed, rubbing slow circles over my clit with his thumb. “Hmmm… tell me another one of your dirty little fantasies I can bring to life once this is all behind us. It’ll give me something to think about while we’re apart.”

I wavered, provoking him to shove three fingers inside me. “Ungh. Beck. Someone could hear us.” My eyes flitted to the door. Ijah hadn’t even closed it all the way.

“Then be quiet for me, baby.”

Yeah… that really did it for me.

“Tell me something…” he insisted. “...and I’ll make you come.”

I considered, already drunk on the way he was touching me. “I… mmm… want you to fuck me while I’m sleeping. Wanna wake up with your cum leaking out of me.” I groaned at the thought. “The idea of you using me like that… but I’m such a light sleeper.”

His cock jerked against my thigh. Evidently, he liked the thought of it too.

“Sounds like a challenge, cuore mio.” The strokes of his fingers were maddening and I was quickly finding my way over the edge. “Maybe I’ll drug you. Video it and text it to you, so you can watch it when you wake up dripping and confused as to why I’m not there.”

A shuddering breath forced its way past my lips and I came hard and fast. My body coiled tightly, my legs shaking almost violently as I clenched around Beck's fingers.

“That’s it, baby,” Beck talked me through it. “Such a good girl.”

This man would be the death of me, and I would gladly fall into his darkness when the time came.

“I’ll come back as soon as I can,” he said, breaking our brief silence.

“I don’t want you to leave,” I admitted, laying my head on his shoulder.

“I don’t want to leave either, but you have to let me go so I can take care of you, okay?”

I knew he was right, but it fucking sucked.

It all fucking sucked.

He pulled me close, his hands pressed firmly against my back. His lips grazed my forehead and then he cupped my face in his calloused hands, looking hard into my eyes before kissing me softly on the lips.

We said our I love yous and goodbyes and I pulled myself reluctantly away from him.

I watched him go, my gut pinching at the thought of his absence. I knew it was for the best and that I would be safe here, but it was still hard to be here without him. Especially after the last several days of being with him near constantly.

I fell back onto the bed, listening to the sound of the wind outside my barred window.

I would rest in the fact that I was untouchable.

For now.

CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE

Beck

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