She's Sweet As Sin Novels & Stories

My heat rose like a train up my cheeks , my heart beat got loud , I bite my lip out trying to back away but he didn't let me . " My name is Aaron , everyone here calls me Dean" His rough voice reached me . I nodded as he steps back , He grabbed my bag and motioned me to walk , " So , am I suppose to call you Dean ?" I asked looking back and I saw his eyes trained on something .

Grunting, she forced herself to open her eyes– at least a little bit of vision will give her confidence. She tilts her head a bit upwards to reach the summit of the shadow in front. Moonlight cast a glint over his muscular arms. With one hand palming the door, he is frozen in his own dilemma. The woman in front of him ignites a sudden, unwanted chemical reaction within him. She is sexy as hell that the name ‘SARAH PATEL’ should be listed as the eighth deadly sin. Smooth shoulders that his lips could glide effortlessly. Prominent bust, just the right fill for his palms.

A smile graced my lips. "Cute," I mused. However, her satisfaction remained elusive. Perhaps she relished the melody, rose to her feet, and swayed with the confidence of a conqueror. With a graceful flourish, she lifted both hands and swayed her head and hips perfectly synchronized with the rhythm of the music. My gaze was fixed upon her, and every gesture she made appeared to unfold languidly.

she asked, voice soft, excited, a little nervous smile playing on those blood-red lips. Fuck. What do I think?I think I just died and went straight to hell, because the woman in front of me is pure sin gift-wrapped in diamonds and silk. I think she is the most beautiful, dangerous thing I’d ever seen. I think I was going to die if I didn’t get inside her again in the next sixty seconds. I think she looked too good, too irresistible, too damn perfect to walk into a room where other men had eyes. That she was dangerous, lethal, and utterly mine. Every part of her screamed sin, the kind you couldn’t resist even if your life depended on it.

pain? "You beast! You defiled me!" she screamed, then lunged at him.

LEONARDO CASSANO'S POV “Look at that girl, she's pretty, isn't she?” Alex asks, tapping me. I roll my eyes and look up to humor him, expecting to see another of his strippers or pole dancers. But instead, my eyes see an angel. She’s dressed in white shorts, black tank top and white jacket. Her little feet are encased in block heels, and she’s currently sitting at the bar with a group of friends.

"Don't forget Dylan, I may not be able to reject you, but I can definitely send you to the hospital in a coma. Stay away, I already have the help I need, someone I looked to for help." Sin POV I know I'm not one of the calmest wolves out there, but this woman is testing every drop of patience in me. I don't call myself Sin for nothing, the first moment I knew how she behaved anger consumed me, but then I can't deny that when I saw her in other people's arms it turned me on too, lust is also a sin. So at the same time that I want to rip their hearts out, I also want to get involved and make them scream my name in pleasure.

i am crying softly now, and I still stifle out a response. "Make me cum, please. Oh, Mr. Sin, I want to cum so badly it hurts," I confess. The grin that sprowls over Sin's face makes me doubt if I am dealing correctly with a man like Sin. "Good girl. I enjoy hearing you beg for what you want," he murmurs. I notice how close he is to my pussy and his breath hitting my clit forced me to widen my thighs. *** ***SINCLAIR'S POV*** Summer is a fucking addiction. A woman like her would make me beg on my knees to worship. And when I close my mouth on her holy temple, I hear her cry out.

She looked like sin…beautiful, wrecked, and all mine. I didn’t answer with words. I just gripped her hips, strong and sure, and flipped us over in one smooth move. She gasped as she landed straddling me, my cock still buried deep inside her, the condom slick from us both. Her thick thighs settled on either side of my hips, soft and warm, and I couldn’t stop the low groan that rumbled out of me.

Even the slow approach of it to the core of her femininity is the reason why the orgasm that she has now is so intense. "Oh Mia, everything about you is so sweet and shy, and I like them, I like them very much." Mia could trace in the tone of his voice every word that he uttered. And they touched Mia's heart. They made each moment for her, even more, intensifying as she continue in her own slow and careful way. Not long until she was able to make their solitude complete. She didn't say a word and instead began moving slowly over the man. And at the same time as her movement was gradual and consecutive as if a whip is drawing electrifying happiness in every fiber of her body.