Fearless Sinner (Empire of Sinners #3)

Chapter 12

Chloe

Chapter Twelve

I will my brain to work so I can form some words, but I can’t.

This is what happens when you make a deal with the devil and you don’t know what he wants in return.

He stands and I take in his powerfully-built body.

Come on, Chloe, breathe first, then talk.You knew this was going to happen.

But he’s in my room. And what do I think he wants? Would it be the same thing that all men like him want?

For that amount of money he’s going to want to fuck me. I won’t pretend I didn’t know that.

I manage one shaky breath as Cillian stops mere paces away from me and the moonlight beams down on him.

“Hi?” I choke out, and his grin widens to something maddening. “I didn’t know you were going to be here.”

“You didn’t need to.”

He’s right. And what does it matter? I won’t even bother to ask how he got in. This is like déjà vu of our first meeting. “What are we going to do for eighteen and a half minutes?”

“Why don’t you come in, close the door, and see?” His voice is low and husky.

I walk inside and close the door behind me.

“Is your cousin here?”

“No, she’s not going to be back until tomorrow night.”

“Perfect, so we have the house to ourselves.”

“Yes.” I stare at him, feeling like he’s looking straight through me to my soul.

“C’mere.”

He moves to me at the same time I go to him and catches my face, then he

kisses me.

The kiss he gives me takes me back to last night, and I’m powerless against that consuming energy that takes me.

I sink into him, feeling the solid muscle of his hard chest covering the rapid beat of his heart. But, just like last night, he stops the moment I feel my mind slipping.

Cillian moves his mouth to my ear but doesn’t release me. I’m still pressed against him.

“I want you to take off all your clothes and lie on the bed.” His voice feels like velvet caressing my skin.

Releasing me, he steps back and stares at my body with lust brimming in his eyes.

I’m only wearing a tank top and jeans, so I don’t have much to take off.

I start with the top and the second it comes off his gaze drops to my breasts held together by my nude lace bra.

I take off my pumps and jeans, then my hands start to shake.

It’s been nearly a year since I was naked in front of a man, and that last time was a disaster I never want to remember. One because it was with Nate, and two because I felt like he ruined me.

I don’t want to think about him now or ever.

Cillian is right to some degree. He’s not like Nate. I wouldn’t do this for Nate.

I wouldn’t feel the way I do for him either.

When I take off my bra and panties and am completely naked, the look Cillian gives me is wild and demanding. It’s consuming and raw. Primal and overwhelming.

Seeing him look at me in such a way numbs my brain because no one has ever looked at me like that.

He takes his time to walk around me and stare at every inch of my body as if he’s committing it to memory. Then he touches the flat of my stomach and traces a line up to my cleavage and over to my left breast. My nipple pebbles at his touch, and my knees turn to water when he lowers his head to suckle on my right breast.

He draws my nipple deeper and deeper into his hot, wet, sexy mouth.Then he swirls his tongue around the peak, working the tip to life, and me, too.

I feel the pull of his sucking deep in my core, stirring my arousal. And I’m wet. Suddenly, I’m so wet I fear I might start leaking.

The thought leaves my mind when he sucks harder.The pleasure-filled thrill that races through me clears my mind of everything that’s not him.

I smooth my hands over his broad shoulders, encouraging him to keep doing what he’s doing to me.

It feels so good. I don’t want him to stop, and when he starts alternating from one breast to the other the greedy orgasm building in my core ravages through me, holding on to break free.

Cillian stops sucking and straightens, then he slides his hand up to the hollow of my throat and smiles at me. “Get on the bed and spread your legs for me.” His voice is deeper and filled with a hunger that makes my body want to obey him.

Slowly, I pad over to the bed and climb onto it.

I lie on my back and spread my legs for him, feeling more aware than ever.

I’m stunned when Cillian grabs my ankle and pulls me closer, then he drops to his knees and buries his face between my thighs.

I gasp when he pushes his face against my mound and flicks his tongue over my pussy.

A desperate moan falls from my lips as his tongue licks the swollen bud of my clit. He sucks hard until I’m moaning louder and there’s nothing I can do to stop the sound from filling the room.

I arch into the mattress, rubbing my pussy over his face, then he starts eating me out like he relishes my loss of control.

I allow myself to give in to the pleasure he’s giving me and accept that I want this. That I want him.

Cillian O’Ridian is the thing I never knew I missed in my life until now.

As I accept that mind-numbing fact, the raw pleasure possesses me, taking control of my body, and I come.

“Oh my God,” I cry out, feeling relieved that Roxanne didn’t stay tonight.

Because Cillian isn’t done with me yet.

My juices are still flowing into his mouth when he secures his hands to my ass and pushes his tongue deeper inside me. The force and desperation seem as if he’s trying to reach all the parts of me he didn’t get the first time.

I can’t believe what we’re doing. What I’m doing.

“You like that?” he whispers in that sexy husk. “Tell me.”

“Yes,” I whimper, on the edge of another desperate moan.

“More?”

“Yes, more.”

He gives me more, pumping his tongue in and out of me, slowly at first then hard and fast.

I can’t control the mindless moans that pour from me. As I imagine his cock inside me doing the same thing as his tongue, I come harder than I ever have in my life.

The flames of passion lick over my skin at such an intensity that my body shudders in convulsive waves, each slapping over me, one after the other.I arch into the bedsheet. And I take it all.

Cillian licks me clean, taking all that flows from me and arousing me all over again.The feel of his tongue caressing my secret parts is so amazing that I find myself sinking into the sweet sensation.

I’m still basking in the luxuriating glow when he straightens and licks his lips.

“Delicious. Absolutely fucking delicious.” His penetrating stare burns through me. Raising his arm, he looks at his watch and smiles. “Five minutes to go. It’s my turn now. I want you to suck my dick.”

My eyes grow wide when he unzips his pants and shoves them down to take out his cock.

He’s massive. But I knew he would be.

His cock is long, thick, and perfectly erect.

“Come on, lass, clock’s ticking.” He fists his cock, staring at me as if he owns me.

I slide to my knees and take his cock into my mouth. As I do I feel like I own him, too.