Sweet Sin - S01 E95

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Sweet Sin - S01 E95

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 95

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[Oddsion Pool]

Seraphina looked like a koi fish as she glittered in the pool, swimming her way around and using the facilities to her satisfaction.

When she opened the box and saw a custom-made bikini, she didn’t know what it meant at first, but after she wore the set, Grimm led her here, and the dog left her like it knew not to cross it’s boundaries by watching her swim.

Seraphina took her time.

She has been swimming for sometime now.

She never had a good memory of swimming. In highschool, Kimmy poisoned the mind of the school management and told everyone Seraphina had body odor, so she wasn’t allowed to swim in the pool.

The only time she sneaked into the pool room to swim at prep, Kimmy caught her and called the whole school on her. She was disgraced.

Since then, she dared not enter a pool again, but she felt safe here.

That’s the keyword with him.

SAFE.

No one’s gonna come here to disgrace her, and she’s aware she has the most amazing body scent ever. Kimmy only lied about body odor to embarrass her.

She surfaced in the water and saw a glass of wine sitting by the pool.

She took it freely and drank without waiting to ask who.

She won’t get poisoned here.

As she drank, she heard silent footsteps, and she looked up fast, catching his eyes.

He went down on a silent squat, took the wine glass from her and drank the rest.

He dropped the glass.

Seraphina was tongue-tied for a minute, not knowing what to say or how to start a conversation.

Every moment with him feels newer than the last one.

He feels brand new everytime, especially now that his eyes are staring at her intensely again.

He wore white, for the first time.

Loose white slacks, and bloodred shirt which moulded his body and sharpened his gaze.

She couldn’t even look at him for long. She made to break the stare,but his palm grabbed her chin, making her maintain the stare.

“I didn’t say you could look away.”

“Did you…carry me from the jet?” She asked slowly, but firm.

“Who else has the energy to do that?” He responded. “You’re heavy, and you know what I mean…” He stared at her chest for a second.

The bikini bra is barely a bra. The only place it covered are are nipples and the blackness around the areolas. Other than that, she’s bare.

Same with the panty. It’s ropes which hooked between her arse and cl1t. No covering at all.

He returned his gaze to her eyes.

“I like how you look in white slacks…” She whispered.

“And I like how you look in that bikini, Sera.” He whispered back.

The water rippled around her, creating a little bubble pop sound.

“Will you swim with me? Please?” she raised her hand to his arm. “Please.”

He allowed her to touch. He didn’t tell her not to touch like he does.

“Tommorow?” He replied.

“What about right now?” She asked.

And that was when he when he went from squatting to going on a knee.

From there, he leaned down.

Seraphina saw it coming, and she snapped her eyes shut fast.

She smelled him deeply first, then he felt his fresh clean breaths.

Then his lips on hers, hard and grippy.

She slightly opened her eyes to see if his eyes are closed.

They’re closed, as they should be.

She closed her eyes back, gripping his second arm too as she responded to his demands, opening her mouth.

He came in deep, kissing her with raw hunger which she felt in the way his lips tore hers apart, the way his tongue rubbed against hers, the way his harsh breaths mingled with hers, and the way their salivas mixed with like forbidden fluids.

Her hands crawled from the edge of the pool, up to his legs, till they reached his face.

She even had to stand on her toes in the pool to do that. She held his ruthless face and caressed the side of his jaw as the kiss roughened, stealing her mind.

His arm encircled her waist, bringing her out of the water with liquid drips which spread around the poolside.

He stood, and her legs went wrapped around his waist, head moving right and left as they kissed like savages. Her back met the swimming hall wall, and she gasped into the kiss, lashes webbing as her toes clipped.

He didn’t give her a breathing chance. Whenever he releases her lips a little, he waits till it’ll remain a little bit for her lips to slip out of his mouth, then he’ll reclaim her lips again with a fresh appetite.

Fine, she misjudged yesterday.

He kisses so good she wants to disappear into his mouth. She wants to be his breakfast, brunch, lunch and dinner.

Fûck.

He lowered his height, went down on her lower lip, then captured it up with her upper one, guiding both into his mouth before straightening.

Damn.

He used his tongue to fuck her throat, then sucked hard on her tongue before groaning, harder kiss.

Oh shit.

Her bikini rope pant and sorry excuse of a bra left her skin very fast. He took off things from her body by himself for the first time.

Usually, she took them off herself.

Now he did, and she heard his slacks belt opening, going down, and that good nourishing cóvk slid into her hungry p$ssy till the hilt.

“Tobias….” She moaned into his mouth, feeling overfilled.

“Keep your lips on mine…I want to fûck you and kiss you at the same time…” He whispered into the kiss, crashing their lips together again.

He began bouncing her—between him and the wall. Her p$ssy received and vomited his cóvk in repeat, breàsts bouncing, jumping.

He thrusted up, and she rotated her ass, meeting him in the middle.

P$ssy collected again.

“Fûck!!!” She cried like a needy fûck, her wrapped arms on his shoulder screwed down. “Fûck….yes….. Tobias, yes….”

“I’m so wet for you….so fuckin’ wet and hungry and….”

He raised her ass, then slammed her back down on his cóvk.

She broke completely.

“Ohhhh!!!!!”

Hard thrust.

“Tobias! You’re so fuckin….”

“Ahhh!!”

“Agghhhh!!!”

“Ohh…..fûck!!!!!!”

Her p$ssy reached the peak, and her lips went sore in his mouth as her knees and hips buckled.

He dropped her, and she dropped down on her knees. Tobias held his cóvk and slammed it hard on her lips.

She jerked.

“You like what this cóvk does to you?” He rasped, arrogantly dark.

“Yes, Daddy.” She bit that lip.

“You like the veins? The filthy piercing? The cold sensations it sends to your greedy walls?” He slammed it on her lips again, harder.

“Yes, Daddy. The piercing, especially.” She moaned, eyes half-lidded.

Her p$ssy leaked down her laps.

For the third time, his cóvk slammed her lips, harder than the first two slams. The warmth and heaviness and coldness of the ring on the crown made her lips part in ecstasy.

“Say it then…declare it as your God… your savior…your redemption and damn salvation.” He groaned.

“My God…” He kissed the crown. “My savior…” She kissed the balls. “My salvation…” She licked the shaft. “My redemption.” She moaned.

Tobias’s chest blew.

“Fûck… Anathema.” He pulled her up with a breathy grunt, pushing his cóvk back into her p$ssy.

“Tobiassssss!!!” She screamed, biting so deep into his chest as her wet p$ssy swallowed him, throwing her in the feels so deep she cried.

Not cos it hurts, but because the sweetness is too consuming.

And it scared her.

How addictively sweet is he?

Hope this isn’t ending soon?

Hope it’s not fuckin ending soon.

Even if he won’t end up growing a heart for her.

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