Sin: A Dark Reverse Harem & Age Gap Novelette (Sweet as Sin Book 1)
Sin: Chapter 2

He held on to my throat with a tight grip, and he tilted my head back so his tongue could dip deeper into my mouth.

He kept pushing it further down, almost reaching the back of my throat. His tongue felt fucking amazing.

Whenever he went down on me, he liked to fuck my asshole and pussy with it, and I loved feeling it slide in and out of me.

Archer loved to play with my ass. He loved licking it, fingering it, and he especially loved to fuck it.

We didn’t shy away from anything—especially bodily fluids. But I was surprised the first time he emptied himself while being buried inside of me, filling my asshole with his hot piss.

It was a new experience, but the more he did it, the more I enjoyed it.

I wondered if Archer’s friends knew about his fetishes.

His fingers tightened on my throat, and I had to hold my breath when no more air traveled through my airway.

His tongue curled around mine, then he sucked on it before pushing his deeper again, almost touching that dangly thing at the back of my throat.

A moan came out of me, and I reached out my hand to grip his shirt. We wouldn’t get out of this car for a while, and things would get steamier in just minutes.

When he broke the kiss after sliding his tongue over mine one last time, he muttered under his breath, telling me to move over to him.

“Come sit on my lap, kitten.”

Before I moved, he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. I watched him pull down his pants and boxers, then he wrapped his hand around his thickness, rubbing the base and then squeezing his tip where a drop of precum was sitting.

I licked my lips, knowing just how good his cum tasted. It was addicting, and I loved having it on my tongue. I also loved when he came on my tits and stomach, rubbing his cum all over my body, and letting it dry into my skin.

“You gonna let me do all the work?”

I met his gaze for just a second before I shook my head. “Of course not, daddy.”

I climbed over the center console to straddle his lap, and he helped me settle by placing both his hands on my waist.

His hands were almost big enough to reach around my body, his fingertips barely touching.

“That’s a good girl. It was a good choice after all not to wear panties beneath this tiny skirt. I can push my cock right into that wet, tight pussy.”

I gripped his shoulders with both hands and looked down at his cock pressing into my belly. His tip almost touched the undersides of my tits, and his length always reminded me how deep he could bury himself into me.

He filled me out perfectly, stretching me in a way I couldn’t quite explain. I believed having his shaft pushed so deep inside of me couldn’t be healthy for me. It surely wasn’t right to have something so big inside of your pussy, but my body never gave me any alarming signals. I had gotten used to his size.

As he lifted my skirt to expose my bare pussy, I took a quick look to either side of me, checking for people in the parking lot.

No one was out there, but even if, it wouldn’t have bothered us.

We were no strangers to being watched in public, and we wouldn’t stop at much. We weren’t ashamed. But of course, we did make sure not to be inappropriate in places where people who weren’t supposed to see sexual things were around.

He pushed his hands under my skirt, holding my hips tightly as he lifted me enough to position himself at my entrance, and as if I was some type of sex doll, he pushed me down, making me slide down his cock with so much ease.

“OH!” I cried out and threw my head back, loving that burning sensation as his cock pushed into me.

“Goddamn,” he groaned, his fingertips digging into my skin. “Let me see those tits, kitten. I wanna suck them.”

I looked at him once I got used to him being inside of me, and while he held me there, I pulled up my top to expose my tits. I wasn’t wearing a bra either, but then I never was.

I was lucky to have tits that held themselves up without help from a bra. I had other issues though. My blonde hair, for example, liked to get all curly and frizzy whenever there was even the slightest bit of humidity in the air, and it didn’t help that we lived in Florida.

The left side of my face also liked to flare up at times, with dark red spots appearing, leaving me all itchy.

No doctor I had ever been to knew why my skin did that, so I learned to live with it.

It was annoying, and the flare-ups often happened at the most random moments. I luckily sensed them coming way before they actually happened though, and tonight, I had a good feeling that I wouldn’t end up with red spots all over one side of my face.

“Come closer,” he ordered, and I leaned in until he was close enough to pull one of my nipples into his mouth.

I started moving my hips, rocking back and forth, and feeling his cock twitch inside of me.

“Oh, yes!” I moaned as he pulled at my nipple with his teeth.

I moved my hands from his shoulders up to his hair, feeling the spikiness of his buzzcut.

He huffed after letting my nipple pop out of his mouth, and when he leaned back in his seat, he gripped my hips harder again to lift and lower me on top of him.

His length slid in and out of me slowly at first, but his thrusts quickened after he had adjusted himself.

It was easy for him to hold back on a climax, but even Archer had issues sometimes. Only when I teased him long enough, though.

“Dirty girl. Keep those pretty eyes on me, kitten. I wanna watch all those emotions flash through them. Fuck, baby, you’re so goddamn beautiful.”

My chest warmed as he drawled his words while using me like a damn pump, fucking me like I was made of plastic.

I loved how strong he was. How easily he lifted me, and how much control he had over me—even with just one hand touching me.

“You feeling me inside you, kitten?” he asked, his voice so damn sexy. “Feel my tip hitting the very back of your pussy?”

I nodded, wincing as he slammed me down harder.

“Wish I could fuck your mouth like this. I’m gonna make you choke on my dick later. Make you fucking gag. Shit, love, I wanna make you gag so fucking hard that you throw up.”

Another fetish of his.

Not the throw-up itself, but the idea of me gagging and having to puke.

Just the thought of it made me want to throw up the first time he talked about it, but knowing how much it turned him on, I had let him do just that once before.

I did in fact gag, but I hadn’t eaten enough that day to actually throw up.

Tonight, if I were to eat enough, he might just fulfill his need of seeing me miserable.

And him making me feel miserable by doing something so dirty did turn me on.

Guess I really was the right woman for him.

I definitely wasn’t the only one who’d let him do all those nasty things to. I was just lucky enough to have caught his interest.

“Squeeze that pussy around my dick, baby. Make me fill you with my cum.”

My moans got louder and my breathing heavier, and though I didn’t have to, I started moving up and down, almost jumping on top of him while his cock stretched me wider.

I felt the veins along his shaft every time his cock pulsated.

His fingers dug deeper into my hips, and I took it as a warning. He didn’t want me to move. He wanted to be in control, so I gave in and let him do what he did best.

He held me in place while he started thrusting his hips upward, fucking me hard. The sound of our thighs clashing was loud enough to be heard outside of the car, but I was pretty sure my moans and his groans were much louder.

“Oh God! Please—”

“Beg, kitten. Beg and I will fuck you so damn hard you’ll pass out.”

“PLEASE!” I cried. I was still holding on to his shoulder with one hand, and I pushed the other into my hair to stop it from sticking to my chest. I was sweating, and so was he. We’d have to go freshen up before meeting his friends. “Fuck me harder, Archer.”

“So fucking gorgeous,” he grunted as his thrusts quickened. “Gonna fuck you unconscious. Come on, baby. Come on my dick.”

I was close, but I wanted to ride this out for as long as possible, and I wanted him to come at the same time.

“Don’t hold back. Come.”

I shook my head and my body tensed.

“Fucking hell, Sin. Come for me!” he demanded, thrusting even harder.

I ignored his words and kept tightening every muscle inside of me, knowing if I held on a little longer, that climax would be incredible.

But Archer knew how to make me explode.

The determination in his face almost scared me, and I knew I had no chance of pushing this orgasm out for much longer.

He kept holding me down with one hand on my hip, and he lifted his other to cup both my tits at once. His hand was that big.

His thumb and pinky each pressed into my nipples while his palm squeezed my tits simultaneously.

“OH YES!” In an instant, my body and mind crashed, making me feel dizzy

“That’s it. Beautiful,” I heard him say, but his voice was distant.

I wasn’t passing out the way I hoped I would, but my brain was at the verge of shutting down.

My body collapsed on top of his, and as I leaned into him, he continued to fuck me.

He needed to reach his own climax, and when he would, I’d experience yet another extremely intense sensation.

I loved when his cum filled my pussy, warming me from the inside.

He stopped moving after a couple hard thrusts and gripped my hips with both hands again, then he pushed me down, burying his cock into me as deep as possible before emptying himself inside of me.

“GAAAH!”

I felt his cum fill me as he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, holding me in place.

I whimpered and felt his cock twitch, his tip tickling that spot deep inside of me.

We both needed a minute to calm down, but once we did, he wrapped his large hand around my neck, making me lean back to face him again. He covered my mouth with his, kissing me deeply with his tongue.

“Wish I could stay like this with you forever, Kitten.”

Archer might’ve been the grumpiest and gloomy man on this planet, but sometimes, he spoke the most romantic words.

It was rare, which was why I made sure to remember those words forever.