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  “Are we doing this or not?”

  Did she just tell me to hurry my ass up? I couldn’t believe she was taking the lead, not that I was going to allow it to continue. My sweet little lily had a set of balls on her. “On the bed, now!”

  She climbed on the bed, and her heart-shaped ass crawling had my cock throbbing. I waited until she was sitting there staring at me, before joining her. Hell I was still drenched.

  I grabbed the towel she was clutching to her, and pulled it away. “You won’t be needing this shit.” With haste I dried off.

  “This goes too far, you tell me to stop, got it?” I didn’t want her to feel like I was doing something she wasn’t on board with.

  The way she looked at me was a cross between anticipation and fear, it was fucking heady. She nodded. “Spread those sexy legs, little lily, I’ve got plans for you.”

  Part of me was pissed. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this shit with her. I promised myself to never do my employees. When she spread those legs and I looked at those sweet pink lips, I just didn’t give a fuck anymore.

  Without warning I pinched her tiny clit between my fingers, and she bucked her hips upward. Releasing the tiny nub of flesh, I allowed my fingers to slowly stroke over the silken lips of her pussy, pleased when she moaned softly.

  There was that wetness I wanted. I continued the slow move of my fingers until she was drenched. I couldn’t help it, I had to know what she tasted like. Moving down her body, I quickly slid between her thighs and pulled her legs over my shoulders.

  My tongue speared her pussy, and I felt her tense.

  “Sin!”

  Lifting my head I peered up into her shocked eyes. “Just lay back and feel.”

  Her hands gripped the comforter but she did as I asked. I took that as her approval. I opened up assault on the perfect little smooth mound. Tonguing deep, I speared and withdrew then suckled until she was crying out my name.

  My fucking name leaving her lips was like the sweetest slice of delight. My teeth nipped her clit, and I felt her release on my tongue. She tasted like fucking strawberries and sex. Fuck me, I wanted more. I wasn’t done with her yet.

  She was sobbing as I ravaged her pussy again. Screaming some bullshit about how she couldn’t do that again, even as her legs wrapped around my head holding me prisoner. She could cum again, and I damn well meant to prove her wrong. Her sweet little pussy was weeping in delight as I fucked her with my tongue again and again.

  I lapped up every delicious drop as she came again. She was un-fucking believably beautiful as I lifted my head and climbed up to lay beside her. The flush to her cheeks, the way her perfect breasts bounced softly with each breath. I was so hard I felt I’d burst from the sight

  I was shocked as shit as she lowered down my body and put her mouth on my cock. Fuck, those sweet little lips had me ready in two seconds flat. “Baby unless you want a mouthful of me, you better back off.”

  She sucked me deeper into her mouth, and I could tell she had no clue how to give a blow job. Ask me if that shit mattered one lick at the moment! I’d given her fair warning, so when I shot my load it was no one’s fault but hers for not listening.

  She didn’t pull away. Lapping up ever drop she took me like a champ. Hell that just about blew my mind. Even some of the experienced women I fucked didn’t swallow. I fell back on the bed, trying to breathe. “You suck cock good for a virgin.”

  She blushed, fucking blushed. Thankfully I’d just shot off, because if I hadn’t I would have spread those sexy thighs and rammed home. “Feel better?” I managed to strangle out the words, hell I was ready to fall out from the orgasm I had.

  “Much better. Promise me when we practice again, you won’t leave off these lessons.”

  That’s what she was stressed out about? I thought I was doing the right thing. I damn sure would have enjoyed having her mouth on my cock the last three nights, instead of jacking off.

  “Little lily, if you needed to cum, all you had to do was ask.” It would have saved us both frustration obviously.

  “I can’t ask you for that.” She looked at me like I was crazy to even suggest it.

  “Fuck yes you can. You say, ‘Sin I need you to get me off.’ Nothing difficult about it.” I chuckled, and slid off the bed. “Let’s get cleaned up.”

  I was amazed that the guilt factor of what we did, didn’t seem to matter. I hadn’t actually fucked her, and she didn’t seem to be expecting it. She followed me back into the bathroom and we showered together.

  I kept my hands off because I wasn’t sure I could do it again without taking it further. Truth was I wanted to slide my dick into that tight little snatch. Going that far would be breaking the rules. Shit yeah I was making up new rules as we went along.

  When she left that night, I was pretty damn relaxed. I’d assumed she’d expect something more if we continued on with the sex lessons. It was the first time I was happy to be proven wrong. I fell asleep that night with a smile on my face.

  chapter eleven

  Sin’s Den

  I got dressed for practice thinking about last night. Sin had shown me things that I’d never known were possible. The feel of his tongue was amazing. I dreamed about it after I fell asleep. In my dream he’d actually made love to me after, and I admit I really wanted him to be my first.

  Sin could be a crude man, but he’d given me so much pleasure. I knew if anyone could teach me about making love it was him. I kept my feelings for him to myself. I was falling hard and fast but I wasn’t stupid. He’d made it pretty clear he wasn’t into long term commitments. I was still trying to decide if I could live with that, if I asked him to be my first.

  I was twenty-two, so part of me said it was time to finally figure out what I was missing. I’m thinking that was the part of me that just wanted to have Sin on any terms he allowed.

  I was doing my big reveal tomorrow night at the club. So we were going to have one last practice session. I wasn’t sure if he’d still keep working with me after that, so I needed to decide what I wanted. I called up Kera, and told her I was stopping by her place before I went to Sin’s

  Driving over, I knew what advice she’d give. She’d told me more than a few times I needed to start living. In her opinion, living meant enjoying my sexuality. Subconsciously, I’m sure that’s why I chose to ask her for advice instead of Kimberly. I needed someone to tell me it was the right thing to do.

  Twenty minutes later I wondered if I’d chosen the wrong friend. “Sin?” Kera looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “I’m all for you cashing in your V card, but he’s not exactly, well tender. Don’t get me wrong. I’m sure he’ll be hot as hell in bed, but Sin?”

  I was dumbfounded. The one person I’d known would be on my side was trying to change my mind. “He’s the one I want.” I couldn’t explain it to her. I didn’t know myself why I had this craving that only he could fill. Okay. Maybe it had something to do with the fact he was the only man I’d allowed to touch me that way.

  “It’s your body. I’m just worried you might not be able to walk tomorrow if you go down that road.”

  “Great. I finally decide I want to have sex with someone and you’re trying to talk me out of it.” Sitting down at her vanity table, I angrily put on makeup.

  “The hell you say! I’m not trying to talk you out of it. I just don’t know if he can be the tender lover you need for your first time.”

  “You are seriously not trying to tell me you enjoy your lovers on the sweet side.” That was laughable considering the scene I’d walked in on with her and Luke.

  Kera gave an exasperated sigh. “No. I like it rough and raunchy. But I’ve also been in the saddle a few times. The first time isn’t exactly fun, even if the guy knows how to take it easy.”

  Now I was second guessing my decision. I wasn’t into pain, and the way Kera made it sound that’s what I could expect my first time. “It was just a thought.” Running the brush through my hair, I gave my own sigh.


  Kera took the brush from my hands. “I’m not saying don’t do it. I’m just saying, I wish you’d find someone with a little more patience the first time.”

  I nodded, deciding that the topic needed to end. The thought of sleeping with anyone other than Sin just didn’t appeal to me. I really was falling for him, and I knew how stupid that idea was.

  We dropped the conversation and I combed out my long locks. Kera applied my makeup. She knew I was practicing with Sin tonight. Maybe she doubted I’d take her words to heart because after she was finished I looked like a walking supermodel.

  Driving to his house later I thought about my options. I was either going to be the oldest virgin in the history of existence, or tonight I was going to take the plunge. I went through all the pros and cons and then threw the mental list out the window. For all I knew, Sin might turn me down making all this worry for nothing anyway. My nerves were strung tight when I walked up to his front door.

  chapter twelve

  Temptation

  I finished up with the club account in my home office and looked up at the clock. Anya would be here in less than an hour. The rules were changing and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. It pissed me off that I was even thinking about taking things to the next level. I was starting to have real feelings for her. Not that I let that shit be known.

  Reclining back in the chair, I allowed myself to think. Really think. She was fucking gorgeous, no doubt about that. It wasn’t her looks that pulled me in though. There was the innocent shit. That wasn’t a factor either. I like my women to know the game. I steered clear of sweet little things because they didn’t get the rules.

  What the fuck was it that made me want to not only fuck her until she couldn’t walk straight but throw all my rules out the door? Any chick could make your dick get hard. A sexy ass with the right sway to her hips was all any man needed to get it up. Hell I wanted to make her breakfast in bed and keep that beautiful body hidden from every other man’s sight. What a fucking pussy!

  I had no right to take her. Being the conceited piece of shit I was, I knew I could have her. That alone should have made me not want her. Maybe knowing I was the only one that had given her pleasure was the game changer? My cock was standing at half-mast from simply thinking about how I could please her. If anyone else tried to teach her shit I’d kick their ass so hard they’d know better next time. Yeah, I was pretty fucking mental.

  When the doorbell rang I was frustrated as hell. My thoughts weren’t on dance lesson that’s for fucking sure. Her goddamn outfit wasn’t helping my mental status. I wanted to rip those thin workout pants off and throw her on the floor and feast.

  We walked back to the studio without speaking. I kept my hands off and gave instructions. I knew if I touched her, fucking Armageddon wouldn’t stop me from following through tonight. I’d already made the decision if she offered I was taking. Fuck my rules, and fuck this self-discipline.

  She was definitely not on her game tonight. Several times during our practice, she faltered on steps I knew she had down. “What the fuck? Your mind is definitely not on this tonight, so spill it.” Hell my cock was aching and I was frustrated as shit. I needed to put the blame on her.

  “Sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong. I just can’t seem to focus.”

  Her eyes lowered and I shook my head. We only had tonight left to work on this. The thought of her showing off her shit tomorrow night pissed me off. “If you’ve changed your mind tell me now, I could use a decent night’s sleep.” I wanted her to change her mind.

  The thought of all those men gawking at her perfect body made me want to beat the shit out of someone. I pulled her against me. Her ass resting against my cock, gave the now familiar hard on.

  “I haven’t changed my mind.” She rolled her hips, and I had to bite back a groan. Splaying my hand over her flat abdomen, I rolled my hips with hers. The soft sheen of sweat from her exertion forced my hand to slide lower. I was playing with fire. It would be so easy to slide my hand down lower and cup that perfect mound.

  Shit she looked sexy. The black sports bra cupping those beautiful tits had my fingers aching to reach inside that material and pinch those pink nipples. Grinding my cock into her ass, covered only by the thin dancing pants, had me ready to shoot off a load. I watched our bodies move in the mirrors and fought back a groan.

  She bent over and I followed, watching the swish of her long blonde curls as they scraped the floor. Each movement was like torture to my dick. I could imagine doing this dance without any clothes between us.

  When she pulled away I wanted to grab her ass and plant it firmly back against my throbbing cock. “I’m hot.” I watched as she reached behind her and unclasped the bra. She tossed it across the room.

  Fuck if that didn’t make my balls twitch. When she grabbed those perfect tits and pushed them together I wanted to drool. “Do you think my breasts are big enough?”

  What the fuck was this, torture Sin Night? Bring them over here and I’ll show you how perfect they are. “Your tits are gorgeous.” I had to clench my teeth to stop from asking her to let me worship them.

  “You don’t think I should get implants?” Her small hands ran over those perfect nipples and I licked my lips. She was pinching them just like I instructed to make her look aroused on stage. “You’re fucking tits are perfect. Don’t think about it.” What the hell was she doing? Didn’t she know how close to fucking losing it I was?

  Turning away from the mirror, she faced me. “Then why haven’t you asked me to make love yet?”

  I could read the worry in those beautiful eyes, and damn me if I didn’t want to take it away. This was the reason I needed to shut down my dick. Give her an escape, my conscious was screaming. “I don’t make love, I fuck.” That was a safe answer. My cock was throbbing with the thought that I could slip between those perfect thighs and drive home. Don’t encourage me baby. I’m close to saying fuck it all.

  Rolling her eyes, her little hands went to her hips. “Fine. Then why haven’t you asked to f-fuck me?”

  The way she stuttered over the f word, like it was something dirty, made me groan. She wasn’t running. Fuck me to hell and back I wasn’t going to stop. Stalking over to her, I gripped her hips and pushed her against my hard on. “Because I’d rip you apart and it wouldn’t mean the same thing to me that it would to you.” One last chance. Tell me to fuck off.

  Her arms wrapped around my neck and she lifted her eyes to mine. “I don’t think you’d hurt me.” I could see the uncertainty in her eyes. I wasn’t sure I could fuck her without hurting her. We were about to find out. I wanted her more than any other woman in my life.

  Backing her up slowly, our bodies never breaking connection, I had her against the mirror in less than ten seconds. “Little lily I’m going to fuck you long and hard and show you no mercy. That what you really want for your first time?” This is it baby. Tell me no or playtime is over.

  The clash between desire and fear in her expressive eyes should have shut my shit down. I wasn’t a tutor. She needed some pussy guy who could give her sweet words and patience. I sure the fuck wasn’t that guy. I reached my hands behind her and grabbed that perfect ass, grinding it against my cock. “It won’t be love, and I don’t do commitment. You feel me?”

  What was I thinking? She licked her lips nervously and I wanted to suck that lip, hell bite it even. She nodded that sweet little head full of golden hair and it was on. I lifted her off the ground by that softly rounded ass. She wrapped her legs around my waist.

  Walking her back to my bedroom I knew I should have my ass kicked so hard that my balls retreated inside. She clung to me. Her arms gave me a choke hold a wrestler would have been proud to own up to. The tremor that wracked her small frame? Only a complete dumb ass would not realize it as fear.

  I should have sent her packing. I wanted to fuck the fear right out of her. Untangling her arms and legs, I sat her feet down on the floor by my bed. “If you’re staying, take them off.
” I allowed my eyes to roam over the dance pants.

  Crossing my arms over my chest, I watched her fingers tremble as she peeled away the thin layer of clothing. She was the most fucking beautiful thing I’d ever seen. “Climb up in bed, little lily.” Do it, before I toss you up there and take you like a fucking savage.

  I stripped out of my shorts, and joined her in the center of the bed. Her body tensed as I pulled her into my arms. A growl escaped. “Let’s see if we can get you warmed up.” Warmed up? I was on fucking fire here.

  Her soft laugh made my heart soar. It took that sweet sound to make me realize I wanted her to enjoy this. I was thinking with my dick but seeing her smile forced my mind to consider her needs. Sliding my hands down over that perfect smooth mound, my fingers rubbed over her clit. Her hips lifted toward my touch, telling me how much she enjoyed the sensation.

  I wanted to fuck her hard, but I wanted that sweet little pussy weeping for me first. I continued to lightly rub her silky flesh, loving how wet she was getting. “Baby your pussy is crying for me.” I chuckled softly as she pushed against my hand. “Tell me what you need.”

  “Sin, please.” She strained against me, asking me with her body instead of words.

  “No little lily. I want to hear you ask for what your body wants.” I knew she was uncomfortable saying the words, but that was a habit that needed to be broken. Stilling my hand against her drenched sex, I waited.

  “I want your fingers inside me.” That sweet little whimper almost made me forget what I wanted.

  “Inside you where baby?” I rubbed over her clit again, teasing her. Her pale blue eyes looked up, pleading. She was biting her lip hard. I knew she didn’t want to say it. “Tell me to fuck your pussy with my fingers.”

  She nibbled on her lips, and I knew what I was asking of her. My digits continued the teasing massage. I wanted all of her, not just her body, but her mind as well. “Tell me little lily, I want to hear those words from your gorgeous lips.” Pressing firmly against those nether lips I stopped the movement.