Page 151 of Sinner's Salvation

“I don’t want it any other way,” I say, and we both come simultaneously, murmuring each other’s names.

Turning her over, I take the clamps off her nipples and clit, sucking gently to soothe the ache. Her soft moans fill my ears. Sweat trickles down the valley of her breasts. That was intense, and I am still not done.

I will make her come until sensory overdrive kicks in, so she will experience what she does to me. Maddening. Intense. Consuming.

I cup her face and kiss her. She’s so sweet, I can’t help but be gentle with her. Maybe she’ll see it doesn’t have to be one way or the other.

She wraps her arms around my neck. “Would it turn you on if I called you Sir in bed?”

She must have heard that downstairs.

“You turn me on.”

As if my answer pleases her, she says, “More.”

On my knees, I lift her and push her down on my cock, taking her with me as I sit on my ass, my palms holding her exquisite ass.

I have the perfect view of her riding me. With her tits bouncing, I squeeze them in my hand, sucking on both tips.

If the world ends right now, I’d die the happiest man.

“You’re so deep.”

“I am, darling, and loving every second of my cock stretching you.”

Up and down she moves, finding her rhythm until she falls apart gloriously,

“Cameron...” she says my name in complete awe.

Fuck, this is when she ruins me for good. Euphoria catches me as I let myself fall, filling her up with everything I have.

After I crash my lips on hers, I pepper her neck and down her breasts with kisses. Laying her on the bed, I spread her thighs. “Hold your knees to your chest.”

She does, being my brave little curious woman. I smack her cheeks a few times. A rosy imprint is visible on her sweet ass, and her pussy glistens with her arousal. I bite one and then the other. Her moans break my control to shreds, and I pull the plug out of her ass and insert two fingers back in to keep her asshole open for me. I am instantly hard again and desperate for more of her, claiming, marking, possessing her—every inch, every hole, everything she is, from inside out.

Squirting lube on my cock, I say, “I’m pretty sure when I’m in this tight asshole, I’ll forget my own damn name.”

I stroke my cock a few times. “Whose are you?”

“Yours.”

“Only mine. In this lifetime and whatever might come afterward. Nothing will keep me apart from you. I’d lead another rebellion against God myself if I can’t be with you. And I’ll fucking win by any means.”

Her lips tip up in a knowing smile that is even more satisfying than knowing where my cock will be soon. I guide my cock to her ass. She tenses slightly, but I keep playing with her pussy, grazing my lips against hers.

“I’d never hurt you. I’d rather kill myself.”

When my head breaches the tight hole, I throw my head back in ecstasy. Needing to see her every reaction, I look at her, but her eyes are closed, lips parted.

“Eyes on me. Look where my cock is and what it does to your little asshole.”

She opens those green jewels glazed over in pleasure and looks to where my cock is.

“So full . . . tearing me apart . . .”

“Breathe, my perfect woman... Your tight asshole is opening for my cock so beautifully. Greedy, just like your pussy.”

Inch by inch, I push in until I am buried inside her. Pleasure shoots up my spine like a damn rocket. Pinning her hands above her head, I bite her lower lip.

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