Page 127 of Sin Bin


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“You don’t have any here?”

“Fucking someone on my desk at our practice rink was never on my list of coaching duties.” I scrub a hand over my face. “We’ll have to table this until we get back to my place.”

“We could not use one,” Hannah suggests, and I stare down at her. Everything goes still and quiet. I’m not sure I’m breathing. “The first time we were together, we almost?—”

“Are you still on birth control?” I manage to get out.

Irresponsible. Hasty. So fucking reckless.

“Yeah. I take it religiously.” Her ankles circle my waist. She smiles, no disappointment about possibly cutting this short. “Or we can wait.”

“I always told myself I would never fuck a woman without a condom unless it was serious between us. Unless I knew I could trust her with everything I have.” I pause and lick my lips, wanting to make this next point very clear. “Unless I knew I could see a future with her.”

“Let me grab my clothes and?—”

“Bring your thighs to your chest, Hannah, and let me fuck you like you’re mine. Because we both know you are.”

Her lips part. Her gaze stays on me as she bobs her head, moving painstakingly slow, and I guide her to the position I want her in.

“Are you sure?” she asks.

I’ve never beenmoresure about anything. Ever. It feels like we’ve been building to this moment from the very first time I laid eyes on her. For the first time she looked my way, the first time I kissed her.

Mine.

“Yes. But only if you’re okay with it.”

“I’m okay with it,” Hannah answers. “Go ahead, Brody. Show me I’m yours,” she adds, and this has to be my time of death.

“I want your eyes on me when you feel me for the first time.” My thumb traces over the curve of her knee. She relaxes under my touch, and I tease her with the head of my cock. “Deep breath for me, sweetheart. Let’s see how well you take me without anything between us.”

The first few inches of sinking inside her are agony. I fight off a roar. I resist the urge to fuck her as rough as I can, to claim her, and her stilted groan snaps me back to reality.

“Fuck,” she cries out. “It was never like this the other times.”

No, it wasn’t. This is the closest I’ll ever get to heaven. Divine exquisiteness in its perfect form.

“Hannah. I need—shit. I need to move. Can I move, baby?”

“Yes.Yes, Brody. I want every inch of you. I want to feel full. I want you everywhere.”

She already is everywhere. In my blood. In my fucking head. Written in my DNA too, I think, but it’s easy to give her that when it’s what I want too. A palm on her throat, the other still grasping her hip, I rock forward. I grunt, burying my cock in her with incessant urgency clawing at my back.

“Jesus,” I groan. “You’re so goddamn tight around me.”

“More like Satan,” she pants. “Jesus would beverydispleased.” My laugh is a rumble and her giggle is pure ecstasy. I move the hand on her hip to her clit, touching her there too. “I want to kiss you. Can you kiss me, Brody?”

What else do you want, Hannah? The stars? The fucking sun? Give me a list, and I’ll give you everything you ask for.

With my height and the angle of the desk, it’s difficult to find a position that works, but we figure it out. When we do, I ease her onto her back until she’s flat against the wood. I keep a hand behind her head, protecting her from my rough thrusts, and I kiss her. She kisses me back, teeth nipping at my bottom lip. Tongue swiping against mine, greedy for whatever she can get.

“You need to tell me where you want me to come,” I say. The snap of my hips is quick, bruising, but she meets me each time. Sinking down my cock, then sliding back up. It’s too much. “I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding.”

“Inside me. I want to walk out of here with your cum trailing down my leg. I want everyone to know who I belong to.”

I’m never going to be able to look at this place the same way again. Every time I walk in my office, I’m going to think about her here. Spread out. Asking for my cum. Asking to make her mine. It makes my mind go numb. It renders me fucking speechless, and all I can do is nod. Lick my thumb and find her clit, relishing in her moan.

“You’re going to have to ride home like that. Up the elevator, all the way to my floor, and hope no one sees. If they did, they’d know you were full of my cum.” I suck on the skin below her ear. “The pretty figure skater, so fucking needy for my cock.”