A Necessary Sin (The Sin Trilogy, #1)(23)

She pushes the lock on the door. “You mean you want to talk about me finding you with a naked woman in a compromising situation?”

“I was not compromised. It was all her. She’s the one who took off her clothes and tried to get me to f*ck her.”

“I made the decision to let you have me. It wasn’t one I took lightly so excuse me if I’m offended by your less than stellar behavior.”

Her brow is creased, eyes cast downward. I think her bottom lip may even be slightly protruding.

My God, she’s pouting. I hate when women do that, except her. It’s beautiful, and it’s all for me. “Do I need to remind you it was an attempt—an unsuccessful one?”

“I believe you but we should be clear about one thing. I want no further misunderstandings. You’ll share your body with no one as long as I’m giving myself to you.”

Ahh … she’s a possessive little vixen. It’s hot. “I don’t know if I can wait three more days to have you.”

“Keep imagining how good it’s going to be when you finally do. The taste of the remaining apple will keep you going.”



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I drive Bleu home from work and we’re kissing like crazy at her front door. I glide one of my hands under her work blouse and cup her lace-clad breast. My thumb grazes her nipple back and forth until it becomes rigid beneath my touch.

She’s allowing me quite a bit more freedom tonight so maybe I won’t be waiting until Thursday after all. “Let me take you home with me.” I trail my lips over her jawline until my mouth reaches her earlobe. I suck it between my teeth, tugging gently, and her body bends to me. “There’s really no need to wait three days to experience pleasure when we can start tonight.”

I move my hand between her thighs, rubbing up and down. “I swear I’ll make it all about you. The only thing I need is a chance.” She grasps my wrist. At first, I think she’s going to push it away but then I realize she’s moving it to a more pleasurable spot. “I don’t think you want to wait, either.”

I’m waiting for her reply when my phone vibrates in my pocket.

Dammit. I’m not a man with the luxury of avoiding calls. If someone’s calling this late, it’s important.

I take my hands off Bleu so I can retrieve my phone. It’s Dad. Something is going on. “I’m sorry. I have to take this.”

“Aye, Dad?”

“William Calhoun’s been arrested. Rodrick is already on his way but you need to be down there with him.”

This is how my life will be very soon—getting calls at all hours of the night to handle whatever legal messes the brothers have gotten into. “Now?”

“I need you there thirty minutes ago. I don’t trust Calhoun. He has a problem with keeping his mouth shut. The bastard better hope they don’t talk him into saying anything he’ll regret later.”

Well, my fun with Bleu is over—at least for tonight. “I’m in Old Town but I’m leaving now. I’ll let you know how things go.”

I need to touch her again before I go so I glide my hands over her arse and pull her against me. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and then release it. “I really don’t want to leave you.”

“Then don’t.”

This is painful. “I have to.”

“Will I see you tomorrow?”

“Maybe.” I’m already behind on the case I was assigned and I’m sure this new mess isn’t going to help. “Probably not. I’m already really behind with work. I shouldn’t have come tonight but I couldn’t stay away. I was going crazy.”

“Don’t act as though you’ve been bewitched.” She laughs. “You came because you were hoping to get laid.”

“A guy can hope.” I grin and shrug. “Were you going to say yes?” I really think I was about to get a shag.

“Doesn’t matter now. You’re getting a kiss goodnight instead.”

That’s a yes. Dammit, I was so close to banging her. I may get William Calhoun out of the slammer just so I can beat the shit out of him.

“Three days.” I kiss her lips one last time before I go. “Be ready.”





Chapter Nine





Bleu MacAllister




Tonight’s the night. I’ve been preparing myself for this since I made the decision to use Sinclair as collateral damage. Getting off won’t be enough. Anyone can do that for him. He has to experience the unexpected and like it enough to keep coming back for more. Could there be anything better than an untouched virgin in his bed?

I think not.

My hair is down with the ends loosely curled. Sin’s never seen it that way. It goes perfectly with the tight, black dress I’m wearing. The hair, the outfit, the shoes … they make me feel confident and sexy—like I could seduce a saint. I suppose it’s all a bit much since Sin is certainly no saint and wouldn’t resist my sexual advances, even if I were on fire.

Thank God he’s a horny bastard. That makes him putty in my hands.

There’s a knock at the door so I take one last look in the mirror and push my boobs up in my dress. “Stella Bleu, I hope your bullshit is exceptional tonight,” I say to my reflection.