Tainted Saint by Gwyn McNamee

Author:Gwyn McNamee [McNamee, Gwyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gwyn McNamee

7

CAROLINE

Saint releases his cock and reaches down to move me to the edge of the bed. The silky comforter under me glides across my hyper-sensitive skin. He slips a hand under me to angle my hips up then guides the head of his cock to my core. He brushes it up over my clit, sending hot fingers of pleasure clawing through my body.

I bite my lip to keep from begging again.

This man is totally wrecking me. I thought he did at the party, but this is so different. So much more. So different from what I expected tonight to be.

This isn’t just sex. This is a connection. The one I’d hoped was there. The one I’ve been terrified is there.

What do we do after this?

His dark eyes lock with mine. Gold and amber flecks glow in their depths. “You okay?”

I’ve always overthought things. Second-guessed myself. Wondered if I was making the right decisions. I thought I was being careful and keeping myself safe. What I have really been doing is shutting myself off from what being fun and spontaneous can mean.

Don’t think about all that now. Just live in the moment. Feel. Let him blow your fucking mind.

I nod and shift my hips, pushing just the head of his cock inside me. “Perfect.”

A grin spreads across his lips as he slowly sinks into me.

“Oh, God.”

He drops his head back, and I shift my hips to try to open wider for him. He stills. “You okay, Bambi?”

I nod and suck in a breath as he pushes deeper until he’s seated fully inside me. I clench around him, and a low groan slips from his mouth.

“So fucking hot and tight. Like fucking heaven.” His fingers dig into my hip, and he pulls out, then pushes back into me again slowly.

Holy fuck. Definitely heaven.

The large ridge on the head of his cock drags against my G-spot with every thrust and retreat. He moves his hand up until his thumb finds my clit. He rolls it in tight, small circles as he drives into me slowly and methodically.

He’s just getting warmed up, but Christ, I want him to move. I reach up and grab his forearm. “Saint. Go.”

His brown eyes darken to almost black, and a grin spreads across his lips. “If you’re ready, Bambi.”

“Christ, yes.”

And I’m going to ask him what the damn Bambi thing is all about.

He pulls back and slams into me hard, rocking me up and back on the bed.

Fuck!

I grip his forearm with one hand and the sheet with the other and hook my heels around his back. He pulls his hand out from under me and digs his fingers into my other hip before angling me up in a way that has the head of his cock hitting just the right spot.

“Oh, God. Yes. Just like that.”

Every roll and snap of his hips drives me higher and closer to another earth-shattering orgasm. My vision darkens around the edges as pleasure courses through me, and I clench him on every one of his retreats.

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