Page 98 of Heartless Sinner

I smacked her ass.

“Yeah, that’s my girl.” I raised my face to suck on her neck. “Fuck my dick until you’re coming all over it.”

“God, I hate you,” she moaned, riding me faster.

Her pussy soaked my thigh as she ground against me. Between watching her ride me and listening to every filthy little sound she made, I didn’t stand a fucking chance.

This woman isn’t only making me lose my sanity.

She’s making me lose my goddamn stamina.

I went to work, making sure I wasn’t the jackass who came before her. I sucked on her nipple and reached between us, rubbing her clit in fast, rough circles. Her needy moans swallowed every other sound in the room, but I didn’t care if anyone else heard us.

I fucked up into her so hard we knocked our foreheads together. “Come on my cock, Daphne. You have five fucking seconds to come all over my cock before I throw you off.”

That did it. She buried her face against my shoulder and bit down. I loved how it stung. Good. Mark me too, baby.

I caught the back of her neck and pulled her in for a hard kiss as I felt myself at the edge. My body shook as I lost every ounce of control and thrust my hips up to meet hers. Our tongues tangled as her movements slowed.

We came with each other’s names in our mouths. Her shaking body stayed pressed against mine, her nails scraping down my back. I dragged her tighter against me as I filled her with my cum.

For a few seconds, neither of us moved. I should’ve let her go, but I did the opposite. I held her even tighter.

Fuck.

Cedric might’ve been right.

That pissed me off.

Twenty-Four

Daphne

“What the hell are you doing?”

Brooks’s rough, sleepy voice had me spinning around, still clutching the smoking sage.

His morning voice was too attractive for someone I was about to perform an exorcism on.

The earthy scent filled the room as gray smoke drifted around us.

Thank God I’d found my backup stash in the bathroom. After last night, my room needed some serious spiritual intervention.

Brooks sat up and stretched, his hair sticking up in every direction. It was cute, though I wouldn’t tell him that.

He watched me cross the room, half awake and suspicious. One of his eyes still looked pretty rough.

I shrugged, but didn’t stop. “Cleansing the room of evil spirits.”

“Evil spirits from us fucking?”

“Hey, your words, not mine.” I took a step closer to the bed, letting the smoke drift over him. “I let your demonic energy inside me last night.”

“Oh, so my cock is the evil spirit?” His sleepy expression dissolved into an arrogant smirk. “Funny. The way you were riding it last night, I would’ve sworn you thought it was a god.”

I wanted to smack that grin right off his face. “Which is why I need to sage the room and my body. I’m also washing my vagina in bleach as soon as you’re out of here.”

“Perfect,” he replied around a yawn. “Save me some. I’ll use it to clean that smart mouth of yours.”