Page 88 of Liberated By Sin

After the exchange with Maksim, she became friendly and welcoming, but a riff still existed between us, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

“Thank you,” she said. “And I’m sorry. I don’t know what you went through, but clearly, it was some rough shit.” She arched a perfecteyebrow. “But you look like the kind of woman who knows how to handle herself.”

“I’m sure you and I have quite a few stories we can exchange someday,” I said with a smile.

“Absolutely.” She chuckled and focused on where Santino and Silas were waiting in the driveway. “He’s a good guy. And has always been a loyal friend to Silas. I’ll always be thankful for that.” Her honey-brown eyes met mine. “I trust his judgment and know that if he brought you here, that means something.”

“Thank you.” I’d started for the car but froze. Without turning around, I said, “Oh, Helena, if you ever have questions regarding Maksim or need anything, I’d be glad to help.”

She didn’t respond, so I resumed walking.

“Amara,” I stopped again. “Call me Leni.”

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Sunlightstreaked through the window, the heat pulling me from the grip of a dream I desperately tried to hold on to. She was so warm, so fucking tight as I thrust into her cunt until the pressure shot down my back and coiled in my balls.

Fuck.

I reached behind me and grabbed the top of the headboard as the last shred of sleep slipped away. My other hand dropped to stroke my cock, but instead found a fistful of long curls, prompting me to open my eyes to the most beautiful fucking sight.

Amara pulled back, the head of my cock bumping the top of her lip, and she grinned before sinking as far as she could go.

“Oh, fuck,preziosa.”

I thought I was dreaming and buried deep inside my girl, fighting to stay asleep when I should have known there was nothing better than the real thing. Gripping her hair tighter, I watched her swallow my cock over and over like it was made for her mouth.

“That’s it. Just a little more.”

She gagged as my piercing hit the back of her throat, and I loosened my hold to offer some reprieve, but Amara dug her nails into my thighs and pushed harder, forcing tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Look at you, baby. Your first time, and you’re taking me so good.”

Blinking away the moisture, she smiled around my shaft and fisted the root, using her saliva to pump and suck at the same time. I’d been so fucking enthralled with the vision of her like a goddess with her lips around my dick that I hadn’t noticed she was naked. Her breasts were peaked with rosy nipples, moving at a rhythmic pace with every swallow.

“My beautiful girl.” Releasing the headboard, I reached for her and rolled a nipple between my fingers, squeezing until she groaned around my cock. “I don’t know what good I did in this life to deserve you but, fuck me, I’ll do it over and over just to have you this way. Forever.”

She paused, nails biting into my flesh, and let my aching dick pop out of her mouth.

“Forever?” she questioned in a hushed voice, tongue gliding against her swollen bottom lip. She crawled up my body on all fours and kissed me. “Remember when I said sometimes we don’t know what we’re asking for?”

I hauled her back to my mouth. “I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life.”

Her eyes watered again, and I concluded that the only time I’d accept her tears was when she had a mouthful of my cock and the happy ones that lit up her gorgeous face.

“I need you, Santi,” she whimpered, pulling my fingers to her lips and sliding them inside. “Fuck me.”

“Then sit that sweet cunt down,preziosa.”

A sharp hiss vibrated in her throat as she fell and stretched around me. Every inch inside her was as close to paradise as I’d ever reach.

“I could die here with you,” I growled, thrusting until she pushed against my piercing. “Ride me, baby. I’m yours.”

The sight of her—impaled on my cock, tits bouncing, curls in everydirection, and my fingers fucking her throat—had me ready to bust.

“I can’t get enough of you.”

Slipping from her mouth, I gripped her neck and gauged her reaction as I applied more pressure. Amara closed her eyes and splayed her hands across my abdomen, rocking her hips in tight strokes. She was close, letting her head fall back and crying out when the metal hit that sweet spot.