Page 205 of Dare To Live

I repeat the process and then drag them up her legs and over her ass. She pulls her hand away, leaving the tissues in place.

On my way back upright, I pause to kiss each nipple. A mistake, because once one taut little peak touches my mouth I can’t help but lick and suck at it. Her hand drops into my hair, and she pulls me closer.

“Eli.” My name is a soft exhale and I smile against her skin.

Forcing myself to straighten, I brush my knuckles over her cheek, then fix her dress. As I’m tugging the zipper back up, the doors at the end of the hallway swing open, and drunken laughter spills through. Arabella stiffens.

“Turn around and lean against the locker,” I whisper.

She spins and I rest my hands either side of her head, and lean closer so I can press my lips to her shoulder.

The chatter and laughter moves closer, and then breaks off.

“Oh!” A female voice. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were here.”

I lift my head. Linda, Maggie, Tina, and Jace are standing a few feet away. Jace meets my gaze and gives a small headshake. Maggie and Tina are gaping at us. Linda doesn’t look surprised to see us here at all.

“The girls wanted to take one last walk around before we left. They badgered me until I agreed to come with them,” Jace says into the silence.

I turn toward them and take Arabella’s hand in mine. “It’s okay. We were just leaving.” I start forward, drawing her along with me.

When we reach the small group, I stop. “Oh, and Maggie?”

Her smile is bright as she looks at me.

“I don’t know what lies you’ve been telling yourself, but even if dating had been my thing back in high school, you would never have made the list of girls I’d want to have as a girlfriend.”

I don’t wait to hear her response and pull Arabella out of the building.

“Back to the prom, or do you want to find the nearest bathroom to clean up?”

“I thought you said you wanted me to stay full of your cum?”

I squeeze her fingers. “I say a lot of things to make you come on my dick.”

She drops my hand and slides her arm around my waist so she can rest her head against my shoulder as we walk along the path.

“Then I’d like to freshen up.”

“Good. That way you can sit on my lap in the ballroom, and I can fuck you again.”

“In the ballroom?”

I nod.

“Where everyone is watching?”

“Your skirts will hide what we’re doing. I want you to ride my dick the way you rode my fingers at the Valentine’s Ball.”

“You’re not serious!” Her head comes up from my shoulder and she gapes at me.

I run a finger over her lips. “Totally serious. Didn’t I tell you that you’re never going to forget tonight?”

“Yes, but—”

I slide my finger into her mouth. “Suck my finger.”

Her lips seal around it, cheeks hollowing out as she sucks.

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