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Chapter 17

Eli

I look at the girl giggling like a crazy person beside me. She’s fucking high as a kite, and she’s only had a few pulls on the joint we shared. Her body is shaking with laughter, and I have to fight not to smile. Her giggling is infectious, light-hearted, and warm.

Schooling my expression, I shift until our positions are reversed. Now I’m straddling her hips with my palms either side of her head. Her giggles hiccup to a stop and she stares up at me out of huge blue eyes, still glazed from the weed and her orgasm.

“No protection. No pussy. That’s the rule you’re setting?” I lean down to stroke my nose along hers while I reach into the back pocket of my jeans and pull out a foil wrapper. I wave it in front of her face. “Good thing I came prepared.”

Her eyes follow the packet as it moves in front of her eyes and her lips part. “Oh.”

“Mmhmm.” I stroke my fingers over her lips, tracing the cupid’s bow.

“Do you want to fuck me in public, Eli?” The smile on her lips suggests that she doesn’t think I would do it.

“Oh, I want to do a lot of things to you, Arabella.” I whisper the words against her lips. “Feeling you come all over my dick again is definitely on the list.”

I slip my hand beneath her top and cup her breast. Her breath hitches. “Have you ever been eaten out by someone with a tongue piercing, Hellcat?” I nip her bottom lip. “Oh, no. That’s right. You were a virgin. Makes me wonder what else you haven’t done. I know you’ve opened your mouth for someone’s dick, but have you spread your legs for someone else’s tongue?”

I wonder if she’ll admit to sneaking out at night to let a stranger make her come, but she stays silent. My thumb swipes over her nipple and her entire body shudders beneath me.

Lifting my head, I take a quick look around. No one is nearby. The cold weather is probably keeping most people away. I withdraw my hand and take hold of the hem of her top and pull it up, revealing her stomach. Sliding down her body, I lower my head and kiss just above the waistband of her skirt. My tongue licks around her navel, dips into the hollowed indent, then up. I draw the material higher until my lips touch the soft underside of her breast. She hisses when I nudge the material of her bra away with my nose and suck her nipple into my mouth.

My other hand smooths down her leg, over her thigh and then reverses direction beneath the short skirt. The crotch of her panties is soaked, and her hips jerk when I stroke over them.

“Dirty little Hellcat.” My lips brush against her breast as I speak, and her fingers curl into my hair to drag my mouth back to her nipple. I laugh and catch it between my teeth, tugging at it until her back arches.

I hook a finger into her panties and pull them to one side.

“You’re so wet. I bet my dick could slide right in without any foreplay at all. Is your clit aching? Does it need to be touched?” My thumb dips into her wetness, but I don’t touch her clit. Instead, I stroke a circle around it. “Do you want to come again, Hellcat?”

“Eli!” Her nails dig into my scalp.

Lust burns like lava through my veins, but I shove it down ruthlessly. Sealing my lips to her breast, I suck and bite until I leave a hickey. She moans, hips jerking as she tries to get my thumb to where she needs it most.

I pull my hand free from her panties and lick my thumb. “You taste delicious.” My voice is a low growl. Her lips curve up, and her eyes are sultry with desire as she looks at me.

I smile and roll to my feet. “But I’m fucking starving,” I say in a more regular tone. I hold out a hand. “Let’s go find something to eat.”

It takes a second for my words to sink into her weed-impaired lust-soaked mind, but when they do her jaw drops.

“What the fuck, Eli?”

I shrug, pushing my hands into my pockets and stare down at her. “Fair’s fair. If I don’t get to come, nor do you.” I reach down and pull her to her feet, adjust her top so she’s covered, and tug her skirt down to a more reasonable level. “I know a great place just up the coast from here.” I link my fingers with hers and set off, tugging her along with me.

She’s glaring at me every time I glance at her. Guess my Hellcat doesn’t like payback.

When we reach the car, I unlock it and open the door for her to climb in, then crouch down. She ignores me, clicking the seatbelt into place. I run my fingers up her leg.

“How close to the edge are you right now? If you can hold out until we reach where I want to go, I can always book a room …” I don’t wait for her to answer, springing to my feet and striding around to the driver’s side. When I’m behind the wheel, I glance over at her. “Or you could just pull your skirt up and finish the job while I drive. That would be a shame though. Your pretty little pussy deserves more than your own fingers getting you off.”

I start the car and reverse out of the parking lot.

Chapter 18

Arabella

My fingers twitch with the need to touch myself, but I keep them in my lap. I’m so horny I can’t keep still in my seat. All I can think about is having Eli’s tongue piercing on my clit.

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