Sin & Salvation

Chapter 35 (+ Life Update)

Hi everyone! Before you get into this much-awaited chapter, I just want to say a few things. You can skip if you don't care obviously, just get on down to the good stuff.

First off, thank you to everyone for all the love and support you've given me on this story. It was incredibly hard for me to even consider writing it, let alone releasing it into the world for other people to read and judge.

The overwhelming gratitude and feedback I've gotten is so appreciated and I hope you stick with me through the end of this crazy story.

That being said, I want to let you guys know that I am starting a new job with crazy hours, so I might not be posting nearly as much (I'm hoping for every other day) I have been busting my ASS writing so I can have some chapters scheduled to put out and hopefully don't fall behind.

If you've gotten this far in the story, please leave me your honest feedback. I love the reactions I get to new chapters, but comments on what you did and didn't like help me A LOT <3

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter because it's been one of my favorites to write so far :) 

Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.

War has just begun and I'm standing at the front line, ready to fight alongside the man beneath me, holding each other's bodies like it's life or death.

My hands dig through his soft hair, tugging at the strands and deepening our kiss. I can feel his fingers digging into my hips, pushing them down onto him. I begin grinding down on him, needing to feel just how badly he wants me.

But it's not enough, so I remove a hand from his hair and reach down between us to palm him through his jeans. His dick strains against the tight fabric as I rub the length of it, reaching all the way to the head. I quickly undo the button on his jeans, needing more. Our mouths haven't disconnected since the moment we began kissing, but I finally pull away, hovering my mouth over his. As soon as his zipper comes undone, his dick is springing up and hitting my hand.

I smile against his lips as I rub him through the silky fabric of his underwear. He inhales sharply and grins back, his teeth hitting my lips as he pushes his hips up to meet my hand. Teasing him, I lazily drag a finger up and down his length, which is twitching with each stroke I make. I giggle, loving to see him struggle.

"Touch me, please," he begs breathlessly, running his hands through my hair and pulling me in to kiss him. Our tongues find each other, becoming all too familiar with the way they move against one another.

"I am," I say against his lips, gripping his cock harder and grinding my hips down on him. My hair is pulled tight in his grip, causing my neck to arch back. A low groan of approval comes from deep within his throat as I palm him.

"You know what I fucking mean. Touch me. I'm yours," he says, planting hungry kisses across my jaw and down my neck.

The words hit me like a two-ton truck.

He's mine.

He continues kissing my neck, nibbling and sucking with his teeth causing me to let out a soft moan. I reach past the elastic of his underwear, feeling stubble and then the silky, soft skin of his shaft. My hand fully wraps around him, and I whimper when I realize just how big he really is.

"Nervous, little imposter?" He whispers into my ear, a low chuckle sending a shiver down my neck. My earlobe is pulled between his teeth gently and I pump him in my hand, struggling to move fully with the limited space between us.

I snap my head down, grinning at him. "Never," I purr, kissing him a final time before pulling my hand off his dick and out of his tight grasp. Climbing off his lap, I stand before him, ready to kneel, but he places his hands on my waist.