Page 135 of The Sinner's Desire


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I thrust gently. “I want to fuck you real good, Lilly. There’s no rush. I won’t do anything until you’re ready. But I’m going to teach you to take me balls deep in this ass.”

“I trust you.”

My fingers keep sliding through her soaked folds—giving her no rest. The move, designed purely for her pleasure, soon has her desperate and needy.

I ease in a few more inches—one hand gripping her hip—and she lets out a moan that’s part anguish, part lust.

“Tell me if it hurts.”

“It’s different. Pleasure and pain mixed. I’m scared, but I want you to fill me completely.”

I keep a steady rhythm, letting her feel everything—but not forcing more than she can take.

Only when I feel her clit throbbing—hard and dripping with need—do I pull out and slide back in deeper, the head of my cock pushing all the way in.

She cries out but pushes back at the same time, and my whole body breaks out in a sweat from holding back.

Our desire and connection have never been stronger—we’re both insane with this new experience.

“More.”

“Jesus, Lilly.”

“I need more, Amos.”

“Everything?”

She falls silent—then looks back at me. “Everything. Take me.”

I lean down and kiss the back of her neck, my open palm caressing her pussy. When she starts pulsing around my fingers, I slide all the way in.

A deep growl tears from my throat—my complete possession of her. Lilly is utterly mine.

I pull back and thrust slowly, building a steady rhythm. But the way she throbs around me sends my orgasm climbing fast.

“I’m not gonna last, baby. Your ass feels incredible.”

Now I’m fucking her hard, still careful but increasing my pace with each thrust. Two fingers are buried in her pussy, my thumb circling her clit.

Lilly screams and comes, and I need release too.

I grab her hair and bury myself to the hilt in her tight body, crying out my need.

The powerful orgasm hits, twined with emotion, and in that moment, the certainty that she’s my one and only, the love of my life, tells me the fight is already lost.

I pull out carefully and turn her—both of us kneeling—as I bring her into my arms and hold her tight.

“Don’t leave me again, Amos. Never let anyone come between us again.”

“I love you, Lillyana. You’re mine and I’m yours. No one can tear us apart. Ethan may have come up with that crazy plan, but I agreed because I needed to protect you.”

“How?”

“Not now. Let me take care of you first. We’ll talk later.”

Nothing will ever pull me away from her again—unless she herself sends me away.

Because even if it hurts her, Lilly will know exactly who I am.