Taken By A Sinner (The Sinners Series)

By the time I get home, it’s already past one a.m.

Unhappy that I didn’t get to spend dinner with Tess, I yank off my tie as I take the stairs up.

We managed to get another Sicilian soldier, and it took way too fucking long to get some information out of him. But eventually, he broke and confirmed the man we’ve been watching is Manno’s nephew and second in charge.

When I walk into the bedroom and see Tess fast asleep in bed, I let out a sigh. I head straight for the shower, needing to wash the fucking day away. I hurry through my nightly routine and hardly take time to dry myself off before walking naked out of the bathroom.

Crawling onto the bed, I pull the covers away from Tess. She stirs, and opening her sleepy eyes, a lazy grin forms on her beautiful face. “Hey, you’re home. Finally. What time is it?”

“Just after one,” I reply as I take hold of her shorts and panties. Dragging the clothes down her legs, I throw them to the floor. I place my hands on her thighs and push her legs open while ordering, “Take off the shirt, Theresa. I need you naked.”

She obeys, and as she tosses the fabric somewhere on the floor, I position myself at her entrance and thrust hard, sinking to the hilt inside my wife. A satisfied groan rumbles from my chest, and I lie down on top of her, covering every inch of her body with mine.

Finally, I’m home.

Tess wraps her legs around the back of my thighs, her hands finding my jaw so she can drag her fingers through the stubble she loves so much.

Our eyes lock and seeing the affection in hers, my chest almost explodes. “Christ, Tess, I need you to love me more than my next breath.” I frame her face with my hands, my chest pressing hard against her breasts. “I fucking live for you.”

“I know,” she whispers, her voice soft and warm. “I know, zoí mou.”

Hearing her call me her life, once again, a smile forms on my face. I pull out of her, only to slowly sink deep inside her body again, the way she stretches around my girth, fucking addictive.

“I need to hear the words again,” I whisper against her mouth as I slowly thrust inside her, relishing every second I get to be with her.

With our eyes glued to each other, Tess looks at me as if I’m her entire world. “I’m falling for you, Nikolas.”

My eyes drift shut, the words settling in the deepest part of my heart, branding themselves on my soul, shuddering through my body.

As if possessed, my body begins to move against hers. The pace becomes frenzied as I claim her mouth, wanting to taste the echo of the words on her tongue. I fuck my wife with all my strength until she’s a sobbing mess, begging for her release.

My hands feast on her soft skin and curves until they find her ass. Gripping handfuls of her asscheeks, I continue to pound into her, the sound of our bodies becoming one filling the room.

“Jesus, you have…” Thrust. “no idea…” Thrust. “what you do…” Thrust. “to me.”

“Nikolas,” she breathes my name like the holiest of prayers, her breaths sweet on my lips.

As Tess’ release hits, and my own zips down my spine, my heart opens like it never has before – and I fall so fucking hard for her – I know I won’t be able to breathe without her in my life.

Without her, life is just existing without reason or rhyme.

I savor her heat wrapped around me while our breaths return to normal, then looking deep into her eyes, I whisper, “I love you, Theresa. So fucking much it’s driving me insane.”

Her fingers caress my jaw, a soft smile flirting with her lips. She keeps staring at me, then finally lifts her head, pressing a tender kiss to my mouth.

I’ve never shared an intimate moment like this with anyone in my life. It feels as if we’re locked in our own little bubble of happiness.

It washes the blood from my hands.

It erases the screams of pain from my ears.

It removes the stain death has left on my soul.

“I love you, Nikolas.”

Everything in me stills, and like a violent storm finally dying out, I find a moment of peace.

In the most cherished moment of my life, my weakness becomes my strength.

Pulling out of Tess, I start to worship her body with my mouth and hands, my lips and teeth tasting her throat, her breasts, and feasting on her nipples until they’re hard against the tip of my tongue.

My palms and fingers caress every inch of her soft skin, and already dying to be inside her again, I sit back, kneeling between her thighs. Slowly pushing against her entrance, I watch as the head of my cock stretches her until she’s wrapped tightly around me.

As if in a trance, I can’t stop watching as I continue to slowly move in and out of her, absolutely captivated by how our bodies come together and how unbelievably hot it looks.

When I feel the pleasure building in my abdomen, I pull Tess up until she’s straddling me, and like the first night I fucked her, I lock eyes with my wife, our rushed breaths creating an inferno of heat between us as I make her come.

Her inner walls grip me in a tight hold, squeezing so fucking hard and forcing a powerful orgasm to rip through me.

With my heart pounding in my chest, and never having felt more alive than in this moment, I brush the strands of hair away from her face.

“Say it again,” I order.

“I love you, Nikolas.”

I wrap my arms around her, and burying my face in her neck, I suck in deep breaths of her scent. Minutes pass, and dawn creeps closer, but I can’t bring myself to let go, finding more rest holding Tess, than I would if I slept an entire night.