Sin & Salvation

Chapter 50

*6 months later*

Light flickers through the dark curtains, shining directly into my closed eyes. I shiver and realize I kicked the blankets off, so I reach down, pulling them back up. With the sun still blasting onto my eyelids, I immediately pull the blanket over my head, not wanting to wake up already.

As soon as I find myself falling back asleep again, the jarring melody of my alarm goes off. I groan as I reach my hand out from under the duvet, trying to feel around for my phone on the nightstand with no luck.

As I'm about to pull the blanket off to find it, a larger, much warmer hand covers mine and reaches past to snooze my alarm. The hand glides back up, caressing me softly as it pulls me towards the sculpted body it's attached to.

I moan as the warmth of his skin melts into mine, thawing out the parts of me that got cold during the night. His arms wrap around me, enveloping me completely into his protective embrace. He kisses my shoulder gently, then my neck, and up to my ear.

"Good morning, Ms. Elliot," the silky smooth voice breathes into my ear, causing a wave of intense need to pump through my veins.

"Good morning, Mr. Bennett," I moan back playfully, reaching my hand back to push his lips back onto my neck.

Knowing me too well by now, he's all too eager to do as I ask and begins leaving sloppy, dominating kisses at the base of my neck and across the back of my shoulders. My ass pushes back against him instinctively, already needing to feel him inside me even though I'm still sore from last night.

"Someone's eager this morning," he whispers against my skin, still kissing me gently as he goes. I can feel how hard he is as I grind against him and I laugh quietly to myself.

"What's so funny, little imposter?" He purrs, sliding a hand over my chest and up to my throat, hovering there with a promise.

"Just that you're as eager as me," I taunt, pushing my ass fully against his hard length to prove my point. He groans as I do, reciprocating the gesture as he thrusts back, allowing me to feel the full wrath of him. I reach my arm back to grab his ass and pull him closer to me while moving myself up and down on his dick.

"Fuck, baby," he growls, his grip tightening on my throat. "If you keep doing that, I'm gonna have to bury myself inside that pussy for breakfast."

His mouth comes up to my ear, biting down on the soft flesh as he continues to close his fingers around my neck. I push back harder, my pussy aching as I squeeze my thighs together, desperate to find release. His dick slides between my ass, lifting my thong in the process.

God, what I wouldn't do to have him fuck me right now. But I have places to be and I can't be late.

"I have to get up to start getting ready," I urge, my voice barely a breathy whisper from his tight grip on it. I feel the tip of his dick getting closer and closer to the wet mess between my thighs and I find it almost impossible to plead my case any further.

He chuckles as he releases his grip on my throat, bringing his hand down to my ass and grabbing a handful of it as he continues working his dick between my legs, getting dangerously close to the one place I'd kill to have him right now.

"Silas, I really have to get ready or I'm gonna be late," I beg, my hand reaching up behind me to grab a handful of his hair. My body is not matching the words coming out of my mouth because I push back into him, allowing the tip of his dick to push slightly inside of me.

"You aren't doing a very good job of convincing me right now," he whispers into my ear, his grip on my ass becoming almost unbearable as his fingers sink into the tender flesh.