Page 65 of Sinner's Malice
“I’m sure.”
With a tender touch, he reached behind my neck and intertwined his fingers in my hair, drawing me in for a deep, intimate kiss. Our lips met, his gentle kisses leaving a lingeringsensation with each nibble, adding to the intimate moment. In that instance, the rest of the world seemed to vanish, and nothing else mattered except the sensation of his lips on mine.
It was a simple, gentle kiss, yet a promise of things to come.
Although most of me was excited, there was a small part of me that felt a slight sense of fear. What if he reverted back to his aggressive behavior? Even though some time had passed, I could still sense discomfort in certain places. The thought of going through something similar again so soon, left me uncertain if I could handle it.
Timidly, I looked up at him, my eyes silently pleading for gentleness.
I wanted the man who had just professed his deepest desires, not the man the club needed. He leaned his forehead against mine, and I could feel the tension in his body dissipate. His whispered words were ones I never thought I’d hear.
“I love you, Arianwen.”
My hands glided up his chest, and with each beat of my heart, the sound intensified, like a drum pounding in my chest. Meanwhile, a solitary tear escaped and rolled down my face.
With a frown, he delicately wiped away my tears, his touch comforting and compassionate.
“I love you.”
When I didn’t respond, his words became a gentle whisper that seemed like a figment of my imagination. “I will continue to say it until you feel how much you’re loved, because I do love you. I always have and always will.”
When Malice cradled my head, all my thoughts faded away, consumed by the intensity of his searing kiss. With a gentle yet firm touch, he cupped my face in his hands, his fingers entwined in my hair, drawing me closer for a lingering kiss. The kiss left me feeling depleted, almost as if he were slowly stealing pieces of my soul. He was in complete control. In that instant, therewas nothing else in my mind except for my own existence, all thoughts and uncertainties vanished. The moment our lips met, a rush of warmth and a comforting feeling of safety washed over me.
In an instant, everything around us ceased to exist, leaving just me and him in a bubble of solitude, where it seemed like the entire world had dissolved into nothingness. A wave of hope and longing washed over me, pushing aside all my worries and leaving only him in my line of sight.
He was my beginning, my middle, my end.
With a gentle grip on my hips, he skillfully guided me backward into the luxurious setting of my penthouse. As soon as we stepped inside, I immediately heard the door shut and the sound of it locking.
Taking control of the situation, he deftly directed me towards the wall and then pressed his entire body against mine, leaving no space between us. His erection pressed against me, and I could feel a surge of sensations as my entire body tensed. My nipples, my stomach, the ache between my legs cried out for more.
I wondered if I could cum just from his kiss.
When his strong thigh parted my legs, he lifted me ever so slightly to deepen the kiss. I fell victim to him once more as I succumbed to the assault of his lips.
The passionate kiss seemed to stretch out endlessly, amplified by the way I pressed my body against his and sensually caressed his leg. He firmly pressed my hands against the wall above my head. He didn’t have to tell me anything. Having vividly remembered his previous response, I made a conscious decision to avoid any physical contact with him.
As his mouth grazed my neck and collarbone, I could feel his warm breath against my skin, creating an electrifying sensation.
He lifted my shirt, and I heard him groan.
“I love you.”
With a swift motion, he tugged at the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head, revealing my chest to him. After removing my shirt, his fingers delicately caressed my right nipple, causing it to tighten with arousal. I caught my lip between my teeth while I observed his face, completely absorbed by how my body was responding. Cupping my breast, his mouth descended upon my nipple, delivering a firm yet pleasurable bite that sent a jolt of sensation through my body, followed by the soothing caress of his tongue.
His hands moved along my legs and hips and his touch was so delicate and deliberate that it felt like he was committing the texture of my skin to memory. Wherever I turned, I could sense his energy surrounding me, as if he was present in every nook and cranny, on my skin, in my head, seeping into my bones.
Turmoil consumed me, my thoughts racing in a chaotic whirlwind.
I stood on the precipice, feeling the anticipation of something extraordinary about to unfold.
I acted without hesitation, reaching for his hair instinctively as he lavished attention on my breasts. I felt taken aback when he suddenly spun me around and delivered a firm slap on my rear.
The sudden movement caught me off guard, causing me to gasp in surprise. But the sharp pain quickly subsided, and a familiar warmth washed over me, soothing my senses.
I moaned.
With another twirl, he brought me face-to-face with him, his eyes shining with renewed intensity and promise.