Ultimate Sins by Lora Leigh Read Free Book Online

ways Wayne had never been able to break her. He would destroy that last dark, hidden place where she had stored the most important memories, the deepest depths of her love for him.
    â€œDon’t do what to you, sugar elf?” he whispered, one hand sliding beneath her skirt to her bare thigh as his hips rolled, the hard wedge of his cock pressing against her suddenly swollen mound. “Don’t pleasure you the way I’ve been tempted to pleasure you? Don’t take what I was offered every fucking time you stared up at me with those pretty eyes?”
    A moan escaped her lips as he gripped the flesh of her neck in his hard teeth, his tongue lashing at the skin there with exquisite hunger. He refused to give her a chance to catch her breath, or a chance to deny him. Just as he refused to allow her to place any distance between them.
    â€œGod, I’ve hungered for you.” His fingers slid farther along the inside of her thigh, finding the elastic edge of her panties and rubbing against it erotically. “Have you been hungry for me, Amelia? Have you been wet for me, baby?”
    Wet for him? She had been so wet for him over the years that it had been all she could do to keep her panties dry.
    His fingers slipped beneath the elastic edge of the silk-and-lace panties and found the slick heat covering the swollen lips of her sex.
    Amelia froze, her lashes immediately rising, focusing on Crowe’s as he lifted his head and stared down at her.
    Lust burned in the dark depths, predatory and filled with a heat that seared her to her soul.
    â€œCrowe … please…”
    Suddenly his fingers were no longer just caressing her; the tips of two pierced her entrance, sending heat raging through the intimate flesh. Spiraling, brilliant arcs of pleasure tore through her system as her hips jerked forward, her inner flesh now desperate for more.
    â€œOh, God, yes.” That moan couldn’t be hers, could it?
    It was, she knew it was.
    â€œLike that, elf?” he whispered at her ear, his teeth raking against it as her hips rolled against the penetration. “Do you want more?”
    â€œMore.” She was ready to beg for it. “Oh God, please, Crowe…”
    Brutal, shocking heat tore through her.
    She remembered the night he had taken her virginity, the searing, white-hot pleasure and pain that had engulfed her, and knew that sensation again. His fingers filled her, stretched her, piercing her with dominating strength.
    â€œSo hot,” he growled at her ear as his fingers moved inside her slowly, stretching her, making her ache for more even as her flesh burned and protested the invasion. “Sweet, sweet Amelia. So hot and wet.”
    She was falling again. Amelia could feel it, knew what was happening, and knew it would destroy her. It had happened like this before. Crowe’s touch, the power of his hunger combined with her own overwhelmed her, only to rip her heart from her chest when he walked away from her.
    â€œDon’t,” she cried out, shocking herself as well as him. “Please, don’t…”
    Don’t destroy her. Don’t own her again only to toss her away.
    â€œDon’t?” The snarl in his voice ripped another cry from her soul as she forced her hips to still. To stop the needy roll, the outward thrust into each penetration that forced his fingers deeper.
    â€œLet me go.”
    â€œNo…”
    â€œPlease, Crowe,” she cried out desperately, pushing against his shoulders, feeling the orgasm beginning to build as his fingers found that sweet, sweet spot deep inside her. “Oh God, please let me go.”
    She was free so fast she nearly crumpled to the floor.
    Slapping her hands against the wall behind her to catch herself, she stared up at Crowe as his own hands braced against the wall above her head.
    â€œThis time,” he snarled down at her, fury raging in his eyes, darkening his expression until every plane