Sin

by Michelle Hughes

  “Please f-fuck my p-pussy with your fingers.” The words were spoken so softly I barely heard them. It was so hot hearing her speak that way.

  I slid one finger into her tight silk, and began moving it slowly in and out. She gripped me like a fucking glove, and I knew how good my cock was going to feel inside that tight paradise. Adding another finger, I stretched her as I curled them inside her. There was that sweet spot. I loved hearing her pant while I stroked the walls of that sweet little pussy.

  “Damn little lily. You feel so fucking good.” Her soft cries of pleasure had my balls tightening. With my free hand I reached down and worked my cock. Sliding my fingers from her clenching sheath, I decided I wanted more than just a feel.

  “I want your mouth on me and I need to taste you.” Lying back on the bed I motioned with my fingers for her to come to me. The confusion on her face forced a grunt. “I want that pretty little pussy on my face sweet girl.”

  “I can’t do that Sin.” The fear in her voice was something I refused to allow.

  “Get that pretty ass up here little lily. You can and you’ll love it. I promise.”

  She timidly straddled my waist, her eyes filled with uncertainty. “Face my cock baby.” Her face blushed when I chuckled softly. Confused again, she stood up and turned to straddle me the other way.

  I was getting blue balls, and decided to hurry things along. Grabbing her hips I dragged her weeping mound over my face and speared my tongue inside her deeply. My hands gripped her smooth thighs, holding her at my mercy.

  “Oh God!” I loved hearing her cry out as I possessed her with my tongue. I was hell bent on making her cum and gave her no reprieve. Sucking, spearing, and licking I wanted every drop of desire she had to offer. No holding back.

  When her sweet lips wrapped around my dick, I almost lost it right then. Fighting for control, I punished her pussy with my mouth, nipping lightly on her clit until she came with a loud cry. The death grip she had on my cock was almost torture as she found her release.

  I wasn’t going to last much longer. I used my tongue to build up her pleasure again. I needed to fill her and the way her mouth was working my cock, that wasn’t going to happen if I didn’t take control.

  “I want you on your back now, little lily.” It wasn’t a request it was a fucking command. My cock was throbbing for her. I almost growled when she released my dick from her warm mouth. Knowing the paradise I was about to enter was worth the moment of denial. I stood up quickly and pulled a condom out of the bedside table. I had that shit open and rolled over my cock in record making time.

  She rested on her back, her eyes wide and staring up at me nervously. “Spread those beautiful legs little lily!”

  She parted her legs a few inches and I couldn’t help but see the nervous tremors. “None of that shyness now baby, I’ve already licked every inch of you.” Her blush was beautiful, but I needed to be inside of her.

  Parting her thighs, I came between them. Fisting my cock I rubbed it against her clit. She was holding her breath, and biting that lip. I forced a smile. I could feel the tension in her body and continued to slide my cock up and down her little slit. “Breathe, little lily.” Poised at her opening, I waited for her to take that breath.

  When she inhaled I gave no warning. I pushed forward hard. Her soft cry of distress was at odds against the pleasure I felt at finally filling her. She was so fucking tight. I kept pushing until I filled her completely.

  Her nails dug into my back, and I hated the tears that slid down her cheeks. I didn’t move at all. I wanted to ride her like a fucking stallion in heat until I came so hard I passed out. I couldn’t believe how unfucking believable it was to be gripped so tightly inside that beautiful paradise. I rotated my hips slightly.

  “Sin, stop!” Her nails scored my shoulders deep and I knew that would hurt like a son-of-a-bitch tomorrow. I didn’t give a damn.

  I was hurting her. Fuck, I didn’t want her to be in pain. “I’m not moving baby.” Resting my weight on her, I wrapped my arms tightly around her small waist. She hugged me back almost as tightly. I knew I was crushing her, but shit, I wanted to do something to take away the internal pain I was causing.

  I rolled her over carefully on top. This had to be her call. I had no control left in me. Her throbbing folds were gripping me so firmly that all I could think of was driving home and pulling out to drive back harder again. Even the small movement of rolling her on top had forced a whimper from her lips.

  “You move when you’re ready little lily.” I felt helpless. Stroking her hair, I attempted to soothe her. Fuck I was no good at this tender shit.

  She sat up, still impaled on my cock, and flinched. “I don’t know how to do this Sin.” Her smooth thighs were squeezing my sides. You have no fucking idea how bad I wanted to grab those small hips and take her on the ride of her life. My mind was in turmoil.

  She wasn’t crying anymore. Hell she could sit there on my dick all night long if she didn’t cry again. I hated knowing I put those tears on that beautiful face. “You do what feels good to you baby.” I tried not to growl the words. My body was screaming for release.

  She moved slightly, and I thought my cock would explode. Slowly she lifted up an inch or so and brought herself back down slowly. Fuck me, I was in heaven. Hell, I wanted to be her goddamn cheerleader for that small movement.

  “That’s it baby, make yourself feel good.” She rode my cock with agonizing slowness, and I gripped the sheet in my fists to stop from guiding her hips. A few inches she lifted up, and then carefully embedded her tight heat again. I ground my teeth together, fighting to allow her control of the situation. It was a first for me.

  “Sin?”

  “What little lily.” Forcing a smile, I watched as her beautiful tits softly rose and fell as she learned a rhythm.

  “I think I’m okay now. I’d rather you do this.” She blushed and continued the slow ride. I wanted to toss her on her back and open up like a rabbit fucking, instead I carefully rolled her under me again.

  “I hurt you, you tell me. Got it?” I wanted to get off, but I needed her to enjoy this even more.

  Her small nod was all I required. The hell with what I’d said earlier tonight. I wasn’t fucking her hard. I didn’t know that whole virgin thing meant pain for the woman. I’d never fucked a virgin before. This shit was about her. I could get my rocks off my way another time.

  I slowly began to move. Inching out until only the head of my cock was inside, I slowly pushed forward. It was fucking agony and nirvana combined. Determined to control my need, I continued the slow dance until a smile found her face.

  I was damn pleased with myself as she started following my lead with her own body. It took all my control then to not fuck her hard. Her sexy ass legs wrapped around my waist and I increased the tempo carefully. This was our damn dance and the finale was going to be the best encore ever.

  “More Sin.” Halle-fucking-lujah! Finally she was on board with the pleasure. Every stroke of my cock inside that masterpiece of her flesh had me on the edge. I wasn’t coming until she did. Of that shit I was certain. Reaching my fingers down between our bodies, I circled her clit, and increased my thrusts.

  “Cum for me little lily. I want to feel you pulsing around my cock before I take mine.” I increased the stroke of my fingers, pinching that tiny nub until she clenched tightly around me.

  “That’s it baby. You feel so damn good.” Her clenching flesh and cry of release was the last straw. I shot off so goddamn hard I saw pinpoints of light. “Fuck you rock my world!”

  I fell on her body before remembering I probably felt like an elephant on her slender frame. Slowly I pulled out and groaned at the soft whimper she gave. Wrapping her in my arms I rolled to my back taking her with me.

  “I won’t hurt you that way again.” That was a promise. Hell that shit nearly unmanned me. I wasn’t a small man, but I’d never made a woman cry before while we fucked. At least not unintentionally. That was
a thought for another day. This here with her, it was some life changing shit. I felt like I needed to protect her now. It was an odd feeling for a man who didn’t do the touchy feely crap.

  Holding her against my chest felt so damn right. I stroked those beautiful blonde curls until she relaxed against me. I never wanted to leave this bed. That’s when I glanced down and noticed the traces of blood on my cock.

  I’m not squeamish, but the thought of me making her bleed wasn’t sitting right with me at all. Untangling her limbs from my body, I slid out of bed. “Don’t move.”

  I made her bleed! Shit, you fucking Neanderthal. I sure as shit wasn’t leaving her in that mess all night. Hell to the fuck no! I was going to right this.

  I walked over to the bathroom and turned on the water in the tub. I could only assume if I made her bleed she was sore as hell. Plugging it up, I walked back to get her. She was resting up on her side, glancing at me in confusion.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Not a damn thing.” Grinning, I walked over to the bed and lifted her into my arms. “You’re not sleeping in that shit.”

  I watched her face flush as she noticed the blood stains on the sheet. “I’m sorry.”

  Why the fuck was she sorry? I was the one who busted her cherry. “Stop that crap. I just want to get you cleaned up.” Silly ass girl. Like I was pissed about some stupid goddamn sheets.

  I lowered her into the warm water, and hated it when she tensed. We wouldn’t be fucking again tonight. That was a demand I stuck in my brain to remember. I didn’t know how long it took to heal, but we weren’t doing shit until she was better.

  “My hair takes forever to dry.”

  I nodded and walked over to the double sink. Opening up a drawer I found an elastic band. Walking back to her, I pulled her hair up and piled it high. I grabbed a rag off the towel rack and soaped it up. I didn’t have much experience with bathing a woman, but I went on instinct. Her perfect tits felt so damn good in my hands. Those little pink nipples puckered from my touch and I groaned.

  “You better stand up and let me finish now baby.” My cock was getting hard again. I lathered her legs quickly, then moved to that fantastic ass. I was ready to go for round two until I brought that cloth between her legs and she whimpered. Fuck if that didn’t cool down the mood faster than having ice water dumped on my head.

  Gently I washed that beautiful treasure trove between her legs. “Sit back down little lily. Soak while I fix the bed.” I didn’t give her time to answer, I walked out of the room. Glancing down at my dick, I reprimanded it. “You keep your shit together.”

  I made the bed up with fresh sheets before going back to help her. Drying her off wasn’t the smartest idea in the world, but hell I had to make her comfortable. I didn’t let her walk back to the bed. I carried her. “Let’s get some sleep baby.”

  She looked shocked that I was letting her stay over. The smile that lit up her face made me grin. It was going to be sheer hell lying next to that gorgeous body and not taking it for another ride. Somehow I managed to do it. The sound of her soft breathing was like heaven. I jerked off quietly before allowing my eyes to close.

  chapter thirteen

  Morning After

  I felt like I’d just finished a gymnastics competition when I woke up. My body was sore, but I couldn’t help but smile at knowing I was no longer a virgin. Sin was sleeping peacefully, so I carefully inched out of bed. I didn’t have spare clothes, so I helped myself to one of his t-shirts.

  Coffee was calling my name. I allowed my eyes to gaze over Sin for a few more seconds before walking to the kitchen. There were no regrets about what happened between us last night, at least not in my mind. I’d determined when I pulled up at his place that I wasn’t taking Kera’s advice. I wanted Sin to be my first. I felt things for that man that I couldn’t even explain to myself.

  Rambling through his cupboards I found the coffee and filters. I knew it was dangerous to be falling for Sin. He made it clear he wasn’t a happily ever after guy. I just couldn’t help it. The things he made me feel when we touched were nothing short of miraculous. I quickly made a pot of java and stood there waiting for it to brew.

  Closing my eyes, I allowed last night to play through my head again. He said he couldn’t be tender, but he’d been more than careful with me. Yeah, that initial part hurt when he came inside me, but I knew that was a natural thing. Maybe he felt something other than lust for me. A girl could dream?

  “You should have woke me up.” Sin spoke softly, scaring the living crap out of me and I jumped.

  “I thought you might need your rest.” His arms wrapping around my waist felt as close to heaven as I ever hoped to be.

  He lifted my hair and nuzzled his lips against my neck. “Sit down and let me cook you breakfast.”

  I turned in his arms, food being the last thing on my mind now. “I’d rather go back to bed with you.” The words were whispered and my face flushed, but it was the truth. Wrapping my arms around his neck I stood up on my tip toes to give him a kiss.

  He growled softly. “How sore are you?”

  “Not much.” I didn’t want to talk about that. It was embarrassing to be standing in his kitchen discussing my body.

  He chuckled. “Uh huh.” Reaching his hand down, he moved it between my legs. I parted them to give him access, and he stroked before allowing a finger to dip knuckle deep inside. I couldn’t help it, I flinched.

  “Like I thought. Baby I’m not going to hurt you. So sit that pretty ass down at the table and let me make you some food.”

  I didn’t want food, I wanted Sin. Pouting I rubbed against him. I was upset when he grabbed my hips and pushed me away.

  “Not happening little lily.” He turned me around and swatted my backside with his hand. “Sit. Now!”

  Rolling my eyes at him, I walked over to the kitchen table and sat down. He was being infuriating. A little pain wasn’t going to kill me. I knew he was capable of bringing me pleasure after. I pouted.

  He threw back his head and laughed deeply. “Baby I’m trying to be good to you. Stop acting like a spoiled brat and let me do the right thing here.”

  “Fine.” I huffed. I didn’t want stinking breakfast. I wanted to be back in his arms.

  He chuckled again before making me an omelet and toast. Sliding those in front of me on a plate, he smiled. “How do you drink your coffee?”

  “Full of cream and sweet.” I stuck out my tongue.

  He roared with laughter. “You may be the fucking death of me little lily.” Pouring me a cup of coffee, he then fixed one for himself and joined me at the table. “Eat!”

  The omelet was really good. But everything Sin did was perfect. “This is delicious.”

  “Least I could do.” He winked and sat back at the table drinking his coffee.

  I really didn’t know what he meant by that statement, but I was ravenous so I continued eating. When nothing but crumbs were left, I pushed the plate away and sipped on my drink.

  “You want more?”

  “Of you?” I grinned and batted my eyelashes at him. “Absolutely.”

  “I’ve created a nympho.” He grinned and shook his head. “We aren’t fucking until I know you’re not hurting anymore. I’m not a total asshole baby.”

  “But I want more.” I was pouting and needy. I should be horrified by the way I was begging. I didn’t care. I wanted to experience all those things from last night and whatever else he would teach me.

  Shaking his head, a smiled covered his beautiful face. Without any warning he stood up, grabbed my hand and led me into his living room. He pushed me down on the couch and came between my thighs, parting them.

  His head lowered between my legs and he gently tongued my core. There was no pain in this at all and I arched my hips up to meet his mouth. My hands tangled in his thick hair as he drove me to the edge and over faster than I could say his name.

  He stood up and gazed down at me, and I flushed. I didn’t shut my
legs. I knew he’d just given me an incredible release and still I wanted more. “Sin, I want more.”

  “You’re dancing tonight. We do anything more and you won’t be walking much less working the pole.” His smile was indulgent.

  I could see the hardness of his shaft through his shorts. It didn’t make sense that he wasn’t taking me. Maybe he didn’t want me that way after last night. The thought speared through my chest like a knife. “I guess I should go home.” I was about to start bawling like a preschooler if I didn’t let go of the doubts going through my mind.

  “You probably need to get some rest. We didn’t sleep much last night.” He held out his hand to help me stand and I took it. He obviously wanted me to leave. My heart was breaking. So stupid Anya. He’d told me he wasn’t interested in commitment.

  “Thanks for breakfast.” How I managed to say those words and not break down, I just don’t know. I walked back to the bedroom and quickly took off his shirt then dressed in my own clothes. I needed to get out of here, and I needed to do it now.

  He walked into the bedroom as I was tying my shoes. “I had a good time last night, little lily.” The smile on his face should have made me feel good, instead it made me want to scratch his eyes out.

  I faked a smile and nodded. “Me too. I’ll see you tonight at the club.” Walking past him I grabbed my purse from the living room and all but ran out of his house.

  chapter fourteen

  Broken

  I managed to keep my emotions together long enough to arrive at Kera’s place. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she answered the door. I pushed my way past her and walked over to plop down on the couch before I completely lost it. Once the tears started falling, they didn’t want to stop.

  Kera held me in a way that only a best friend could until the sobs turned into hiccups. “Do I want to know?”