5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set) Page 7

  She rested on her back, her eyes wide and staring up at me nervously. “Spread those beautiful legs little lily, it’s time to make you a woman!”

  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 directed into her drenched pussy. She was holding her breath, and biting that lip. I smiled. “Breathe, little lily.” Rubbing my cock against her silken folds I waited until she took in a breath.

  Without 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 held so completely inside that beautiful pussy. 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 fuck.

  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 form. She hugged me back almost as tightly. I knew I was probably crushing her, but shit, I wanted to do something to take away the hurt 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 deliciously 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 pussy shit.

  She sat up, still impaled on my cock, and flinched. “I don’t know how to do this Sin.”

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

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

  “That’s it baby, make yourself happy.” She began to slowly ride my cock, and I gripped the sheet in my fists to stop from guiding her hips. I gritted my teeth, 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 scream out hurray, 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.

  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, and I could get my rocks off my way another time.

  I slowly began to move. I was damn pleased with myself as she started following my lead with her own body. It took all my control to not fuck her hard. It was so worth it seeing her smile. Her sexy ass legs wrapped around my waist and I increased the tempo. 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 was the last straw. I shot off so damn 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 ever cause you pain again that way.” 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 intentionally. 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 from my body, I slid out of bed. “Don’t move.” Shit, what the fuck was I going to do? Leave her laying in that mess all night? Hell to the fuck no!

  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 pussy. “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. That 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 fin
ished 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’s made 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 moved behind me, 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 between us, 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 at him.

  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 there were nothing but crumbs 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 the 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?”

  Sniffling through the words I explained what happened last night with Sin. Giving her credit, she just gave me a sympathetic smile and not the ‘I told you so’ I deserved.

  “So you slept with him. Definitely not the end of the world. From what you told me, he at least did you right.” She stood up and walked over to the kitchen to bring me some tissues.

  I took the tissue and wiped my splotchy face, then blew my nose and nodded. “I guess it could have been worse.” My heart was hurting, but he’d been a compassionate lover.

  “Live and learn, that’s what life is all about.” She winked at me. She went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee.

  I thought about what she said and felt a little better. Sin had given me a great initiation into the world of sexual pleasure, I could at least be happy about that. It was no one’s fault but my own that I’d wanted more from him. He’d never promised anything.

  “Hey I smell coffee!”

  Luke walked into the room wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. “Morning.” I was shocked to see him there. Kera seemed to spending a lot of time with him lately.

  “Hey blondie.” He winked and traipsed toward the kitchen.

  I raised an eyebrow at Kera, wondering what the story was between them. She rolled her eyes before Luke pulled her into his arms and kissed her soundly. That kiss didn’t look like somet
hing shared between casual lovers.

  Kera brought me a cup of coffee to the living room when she finally untangled herself from Luke. He followed behind like a puppy dog. “So you fucking Sin?”

  He certainly didn’t waste words I thought. “I’m not answering that!”

  “You just did.” He winked and drank a large gulp of coffee.

  “It was a one-time thing.” That sounded so lame. Even I could hear the sadness in my voice.

  “Was afraid of that. He can’t commit.” With a shrug he nursed his drink. “Those bitches he dated before really fucked him up.”

  I shouldn’t ask, but I couldn’t resist. “How so?” I didn’t understand why Sin was the way he was. A part of me hoped knowing would make it easier to go on with my life.

  “I probably shouldn’t say anything.” He looked at me and shrugged. “They used him like a boy toy when he was a stripper. One in particular strung him along saying how much she loved him until she found a younger stud to fuck.”

  I’d known he was a stripper, but this was part of his life he’d never divulged. “Did he love her back?”

  “Yeah, he did. He was head over heels in love with this chick. After she told him to fuck off he lost it.” Shaking his head, he frowned. “He beat the fuck out the younger stripper and it cost him his career. The chick was loaded, and had some big influences.”

  Knowing Sin had been in love with another woman gave me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I also hurt for him in ways that I probably shouldn’t have. There was no doubt in my mind I was in love with him myself.

  “I’m telling you this shit because I don’t want you to get hurt. You’re a nice girl. But Sin,” he shook his head again, “he’s just fucked up and I don’t think he knows how to trust.”