《Angel Blood》22 (2) - Tell Me (18+)
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Sinclair dismisses Oliver and Theo before retreating into his dwellings. He's unusually quiet as he tugs me by the wrist, making a bee-line to the bar. He picks up a bottle of whiskey, pops off the top, then raises it to his lips and tilts his head back.
"Jesus," I mutter, watching his throat bob as he downs the alcohol with ease. "Doesn't that burn?"
He grunts, not bothering to recap the bottle as he smacks it down on the countertop. "Put your hands on the bar."
Something doesn't seem right. I step forward even though my stomach squeezes in warning. "What?"
He swipes away the few strands of hair in his eyes that stray from his bun, glaring at me with an odd amount of rage. "I told you to put your fucking hands on the bar."
The cold note in his voice makes me stiffen. I don't move as I regard him warily. "What's wrong with you?"
He chokes out a dry chuckle. "What's wrong with me, huh?" He doesn't wait for me to move. He steps behind me and wraps his large hands around my waist, lifting me up and roughly plopping me down across the bar so that my upper body lays flat over the surface. I wince as a few bottles noisily shatter to the ground to make room for me.
My hand tightens over my gun. I haven't put her down since the incident. Might be the smartest thing I've done since I got here considering it seems I've pissed off a murderous crime lord.
"You really like to test me," he says, so close that the heat of his body radiates into where my legs dangle to the ground. I squeak as his fingers push up my skirt, baring my ass to the cool air.
He traces the line of my lacy white panties over my cheeks. My blood heats as they slowly creep down until they nearly graze my pussy. But right before I can grind into his hand, the touch vanishes.
I open my mouth to bitch but then his hand comes down. I jump at the startlingly rough touch, the skin of my ass cheeks stinging from the momentum behind his palm.
"What the fuck?" I try and push myself up but his other hand pushes on my back and secures me against the countertop. "What are you—?" I yelp as it comes down on the other cheek, the residual ache making me squirm underneath his clutch.
He rubs the tender skin, soothing the hurt with a gentle touch that makes my lower stomach warm in anticipation. But just when I think it's over he knocks his hand back and flattens it back over the raw flesh. He repeats until I'm panting against the bar, the skin of my cheeks warm from his hand and my pussy tingling from lack of attention.
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Sin makes a disapproving noise when I shift my lower half so that his hand slides down to my wet panties as he tries to massage the soreness away.
"No." I groan when he pulls his touch away. "This is a lesson for you."
"A lesson for what?" I wiggle my ass tauntingly at him. "Because I shot some douchebag in the dick?"
I jolt as his hand cracks down again. "Because you didn't listen to what I said. Because you risked your life over something so trivial. But most of all," he says, leaning down until his body hovers over mine and his breath brushes over the side of my face. "You forgot the most important thing I taught you, angel." I gasp as his hand grabs my cunt through the thin cream-colored fabric.
"What's that?" I say a little breathlessly. He looks terrifying draped on top of me with so much enraged heat on his face. I'm torn as to whether I should arch into him or try to run away.
He gently takes the gun from my hands and slides it down across the bar. I let him. Well, guess that answers that question.
"Spread your legs," he says, his fingers rubbing over my dripping cunt even as he stands back up behind me. "As wide as you can get them, angel."
I silently obey, letting him rip my panties and preparing myself for his fingers. The dribble of my arousal trickles down the tops of my thighs.
I gasp as something prods my opening and thrusts inside. I feel too full for his fingers—glancing back, I realize he's started to push his cock inside of me without any warning.
"Sin?" I choke out around the sensation. His touch lacks the usual warmth, the usual tenderness that it normally does. He shakes behind me, a bundle of untamed rage and urgency.
"Tell me what you forgot, angel," he says as he finishes pushing himself inside of me. "Tell me."
My brow crinkles as I glance back at him unsurely. "What are you talking about?"
He pulls out and pushes himself back in so abruptly that I have to brace myself against the bar from the slight burn in my pussy that erupts from the movement. "Tell me."
"Ah!" He slaps the sore skin of my ass again as he roughly pistons in and out of me. "I don't know. I don't know, Sin."
He stills for a moment. "Then I'm going to fuck you until you remember. Until it's the only thought bouncing around that pretty little head. You hear me?"
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He pumps into me hard, pressing a hand to my lower back to keep me from grinding against him. I growl in frustration, trying to slide my hand underneath to touch my clit but his hand wraps around my wrist and pins it over my head.
"If you say it, I'll let you come."
"But I don't know what it is," I say, scowling at him from over my shoulder.
He smiles maliciously. "Then remember."
I make an affronted sound and turn my head back around. I can feel my orgasm building even without stimulating the bundle of nerves as his cock hits a sensitive patch inside my pussy.
I groan as he picks up his pace, driving into the same divine spot over and over. I relax against the bar (considering he won't let me move) and try to raise my hips as much as I can to give him full access to my cunt.
Heat builds in my stomach. I can feel my orgasm building, building, and finally—
I gasp as he pulls out. "Are you serious?"
"Calliope," he murmurs. I jolt as he slaps a palm over my throbbing cunt. "Who does this pussy belong to?"
"You?" I groan, shifting my hips needily. "It belongs to you."
He grunts out a noise of satisfaction. "That's my girl." Delicious heat brims in my core as he thrusts himself back inside. He wraps a hand around my neck, squeezing just enough that I strain a little to get in air. "Now tell me what you forgot, angel."
It finally clicks. Why Sin was so angered that I "gave" myself to Dean even if it wasn't real. "I'm yours."
His grip tightens just a little. "Say it again."
I press my hips up to meet his and this time he actually lets me. "I'm yours."
"Good girl." Sin's hand slides underneath me to pinch my clit. I cry out, the edge of my orgasm flickering inside of me as I try to keep myself from falling into it. "Now come."
I unravel. He pounds me as I writhe underneath him, a scream spilling from my lips. He watches as I ride it to its end, rolling my clitoris between his fingers until I'm overwhelmed with the sensation and smack his hand away.
He cants into me faster and faster, the hand around my neck tightening as he finds his climax. The cold ice of panic spreads through my veins as I realize Sinclair once again has neglected to put on a condom.
I bat against his hand weakly. "Out. Pull out!"
I sag as he pulls his heavy cock out of me, leaving me feeling particularly sore and empty. He chokes out a purely masculine moan as he erupts onto the back of my thigh.
I wait until he's finished to grimace at the feeling of the warm liquid trickling down my leg. "Condoms are hard for you, huh?"
"Mm." He palms my ass cheeks before grabbing a rag from behind the bar and wiping the stickiness from my leg then gently dabbing the remaining arousal around my pussy. "I like the feeling of you around me too much."
"Yeah?" I wait until he's finished cleaning me up before flipping over on my back. "You also like children?"
He shrugs and I'm too distracted over the fact that he's moved down a few feet to grab my gun and shove it in his back pocket to comment on his suspicious answer.
I glare indignantly at him. "That's mine."
Sin just shoots me a sly smile that somehow manages to make my toes curl even though a part of me debates strangling the little shit. "How can I trust you not to shoot my dick off?"
I snort. He would probably deserve it if I tried. "Trust me, you're not that special."
"Really?" He raises a dark brow and stares meaningfully at my bare pussy until I tug down my tiny skirt with burning cheeks. "I think she would disagree with that."
"She wouldn't know what's good for her if it hit her with a bus," I murmur, but I'm fighting a small smile as he scoops me into his arm and starts toward the upstairs.
He brushes his lips over mine softly. The motion is so slow and tender that a flurry of butterflies erupts in my stomach and I shift restlessly in his arms.
"I disagree," he says, raising his head from mine. "She knows exactly what's right for her. Knows what's best for both of you. If only her operator was quite as wise."
I scoff. A sexy motherfucker he is—humble gentleman he is not.
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