Chapter 33

Normani

“Good.” I set my jaw. My hands are still around his cock, and I trace them up and down the length of his shaft, marveling at the velvety softness of him and the contrast between that and how steel-hard his shaft feels beneath the soft skin. But a little pain can be nice.

He laughs softly. “Well. I’ll do my best to avoid any pain this time, but…” He reaches down then to catch my wrists and raise them over my head. He transfers them into one hand, so he’s pinning my arms above my head with just one hand while he reaches down with his other to pull my hips a little farther up the bench.

When he leans down over me this time, eyes fixed on mine, I arch my back and feel the press of his hard muscles all the way down my body, his abs against my belly, his pecs digging into my bare, still hardened nipples.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” Sin murmurs, his face inches from mine.

He parts my thighs, and I feel his cock graze my inner thigh. He looks huge. A