Page 45 of Dare To Take

“Merry Christmas to me.” My lips close over a nipple, and I suck it into my mouth, flicking my tongue over the tip.

Her hands land in my hair, curling against my scalp and she lets out a soft whine when I bite down, just hard enough to sting. With my other hand, I reach back to unhook her bra and drag it down until both her breasts are free. “That’s better.” I lean back to look at her.

Her eyelashes shield her eyes. Her lips are slightly parted. Her nipples are hard, pointed, and wet from my tongue.

“I dare you to go upstairs just like that.”

Her eyes lift, a slight frown pulling her brows together. I don’t react, realizing my choice of words too late to take them back.

“Why would I do that?”

“Because seeing your tits bounce under your shirt as you walk makes my dick hard. Without the shirt, I might just come in my jeans.” I smirk at her. “And then you’d have to lick me clean.”

Chapter 30

Arabella

All my problems have been playing on a constant loop in the back of my mind, while I was decorating the tree. The text messages, the fact my period still hasn’t started, and the loss of Miles as an ally. And yet, they go quiet the second Eli puts his mouth on me.

Does he know how wet I already am from having him suck my nipples? Does he still want to do this, even with the threat of getting caught?

I bite my lip, the danger of someone walking past only making my arousal stronger.

I glance from him to the stairs.

A dare.

I haven’t done one of those since ...

I push the memory of Sin aside.

It’s crazy that this is exactly what I need, and it’s Eli who’s giving it to me. A little thrill curls low through my belly. No one is around, but I’m not sure how long that will last.

He called me Ari. No one has ever shortened my name like that before, and I can’t help but like it.

“What do I get if I do it?” I ask.

Eli smiles slyly. “What do you want?”

“You eating me out upstairs where no one can see us.”

He flicks my nipple, making me moan. “Deal.”

He takes a step back, and I quickly pull my shirt up over my head. Grasping the material in one hand, I tug my bra off all the way. The cool air of the hallway skates over my skin, and I shiver.

Eli cups my breasts, holding my eyes as he squeezes and plumps them in his palms. “A perfect handful.” His thumbs sweep over my nipples, and then he lets me go and steps back.

“Don’t rush,” His voice is a deep murmur as I walk past him. “I want to see those tits bouncing for me.”

My heart is hammering, and my butterflies perform somersaults in my stomach. His eyes are hot, glued to my breasts as I sashay past him and take the first two steps.

The thought of Elena, Elliot, or a member of staff discovering me half-naked is both terrifying and exhilarating. Eli makes a strangled groan, and I turn my head, to see him still standing in front of the ladder, one hand inside his jeans.

“Keep going, Hellcat.” His attention is riveted to my chest. “All the way up the stairs ... slowly.”

I’m shaking with adrenaline, one hand gliding up the banister, as I ascend a few more steps.

“Impressive tree. You’ve both done an amazing job. Where’s Arabella?”

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