Page 97 of Heartless Sinner

“Never said I didn’t want to make you come. I want information first.” I slowly dragged my fingers in and out of her a few times to tease her.

She went quiet, thinking.

I waited for her next bullshit excuse.

She gave me an innocent look. “What if I upped the ante?”

“How so?”

“What if I rode your cock?”

That caught me so off guard I nearly jerked my fingers out of her.

Hell, I also nearly unloaded every sperm buddy in my balls.

Well played, princess.

Information suddenly seemed overrated.

I’d figure out what else I wanted to know after I came inside her hard.

I eased my fingers out of her and hurriedly undid my pants, shoving them down just enough to free my cock. It fucking ached with how bad I wanted her.

I stroked it once, twice, then three times before glancing over at Daphne. Her attention was locked on my cock.

“Be a girl of your word then. Ride my cock,” I told her.

She gulped once. Twice. Three times.

Nearly in time with my strokes.

Time fucking crawled as she rose onto her knees and moved toward me. Her bare pussy dragged across the blanket.

So goddamn hot.

I shifted, resting my back against the window, and lowered my pants to make sure she could take every inch of my cock.

Our breathing turned fast and uneven, somehow falling into the same rhythm. She kept her eyes locked on mine as she slowly moved closer. Neither of us backed down.

She gripped my shoulders and climbed onto my lap, easing down on me. I hissed the second the tip of my cock met her wetness and yanked the tank she’d worn under the sweater over her head before stripping off my own shirt.

I ignored the sharp ache from my cuts and bruises.

Ignored the fact that I should’ve put on a condom.

Ignored the Son rule that we weren’t supposed to fuck until she officially became my Fawn.

All I cared about was right now.

“Shit,” I groaned when I was fully buried inside her. I slammed her down on me before setting the rough, punishing pace I wanted. “Like that. Ride me hard if you don’t want me to force the answer out of you.”

She turned her face into my shoulder and wrapped her arms around my neck. She rode me hard and fast as our sharp moans filled the room.

I grunted each time her hips slammed into mine, nearly shaking the entire bed.

Fuck. She was hot like this. Wild. Messy. Not holding a damn thing back.

Her ponytail fell out, messy strands sticking to her flushed cheeks.