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“Are you sure this is a good idea?” My cock argued it was a stupid question, but dammit, I had to ask it.

“Tell me to stop if it’s a bad idea,” she murmured.

Precum glistened at the tip and my shaking hands came to grip her hips. Our foreheads were now pressed together and we both watched as she lowered herself slightly, the tip of my cock disappearing inside her.

“Fuck, I might be in heaven,” I grunted, shuddering like a teenage boy.

A shiver worked its way down her body too.

“But you haven’t confessed your sins yet,” she pointed out, her voice husky. “There’s no way God would let you enter heaven yet.”

A strangled laugh escaped me. “Your pussy is my heaven. My church. That’s all I need.”

Her breaths caressed my skin, those green apples becoming my favorite scent. When I ate her pussy, I swore she tasted like it too. I’d have her as my dessert every day from this day forward.

“Confess your sins to me,” she rumbled, rocking slowly against the tip of my cock. She was so wet, her arousal dripped onto my pants.

My fingers dug into her hips. “I don’t have time for that. I want you riding me now.”

I was fighting the urge to take over and thrust up, fucking her like a madman.

“One sin, then.” She lowered another inch and shuddered, a moan slipping from her lips. “God, you feel good…” Another inch. “Please,” she breathed.

Fuck, was she begging for one sin or for all of my cock? I didn’t know, but I went for it.

“Those panties you left in my office five years ago… I fucked them so many times over the last five years that I lost count.”

A small gasp tore from her lips and she pulled back slightly to search my eyes for truth.

“Really?” I nodded. “But how?”

“Had them smuggled into prison. I’d fuck them every night, fantasizing about you on your knees, your back, on all fours…” Thank God I had a single, private cell with all the privacy I needed for that. I leaned forward and bit into her lip—hard, punishing her for those five years without her. “Don’t worry, now that I’m free and you’re mine, we’ll turn all my fantasies into a reality.”

Her tongue darted over her lip where I bit her, and it seemed she didn’t mind it one bit.

“Now, ride me,” I grunted.

Her soft gasp filled the space between us, but all she did was lower an inch. Our eyes locked on the sight and she shuddered in my lap while her insides strangled my cock in the sweetest way.

I was too hungry for her to go slow, so I clutched her hips and slammed inside her.

“Ty.” My name left her lips on a choked whimper that bounced through the small space, and I froze.

“I’m sorry, baby.” I sought her eyes, but there was no resemblance of panic in them. I released my grip on her and took her bottom lip between my teeth softly. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

“It’s only my second time,” she murmured.

My eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I told you my first time was a disaster. I never came, and the experience was… painful. I never had intercourse again.”

The air stilled.

“Only that one time?”

“Yes.” She rocked her hips tentatively as if testing the waters, and I let her. “God, this with you feels so… much better.”

I smiled, reaching underneath her makeshift dress and trailing my rough hand up her soft skin until it came to rest on her breast. My other one remained on her hip, tugging her back and forth while she got used to my size. But God help me, my dick throbbed, eager for release, and it took all my willpower to not start fucking her hard and fast.