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“When did you become the responsible one?” She pulls back to look at me.

“When I thought we shared something special only to discover when I woke up that I took your virginity while you were drunk, and you accused me of raping you.”

She has the grace to blush, eyelashes lowering to shield her eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

I tilt her head up and kiss the tip of her nose. “I’m not blaming you, Kitten. I just need you to be sober before I put my dick in you again. I gave you my word that I wouldn’t fuck you while you’re drunk. If I break that promise, what chance do I stand of you believing anything else I say?”

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I settle onto my back and draw her into my side. “Try and get some sleep now. Maybe we can take a walk tomorrow, get some fresh air, work up an appetite.” I kiss the top of her head. “Maybe you can bake some cookies?”

She nestles against me, lips brushing over my throat as she speaks. “Are you asking me to cook something for you?”

“If I say yes, will you refuse?” Sleep is making my eyes heavy, but I fight to stay awake until I get my answer.

“I won’t refuse.”

I’m smiling when sleep finally pulls me under.

Chapter 76

Arabella

I peel down Eli’s sweatpants as slowly as I can, trying not to wake him. It’s eight-thirty in the morning, and he’s still dead to the world. I woke up from a dreamless sleep, snuggled against his chest, sober, and every inch of me relaxed. I don’t feel a single bit of regret for last night in the cold light of day.

I get his sweats down to his knees before giving up and crawling between his legs. His rock-hard erection is thick and long. Licking my lips, I wrap my hand around it and swipe my tongue over the tip of his cock.

I keep my eyes on Eli’s face.

He doesn’t move.

I smile.

Engulfing the top with my mouth, I pump his length with my hand. A groan rumbles up from his throat, his hips shifting restlessly. I swirl my tongue and bob my head, taking him deeper inside my mouth.

“Fuck.” Fingers tangle in my hair, and our gazes clash.

His eyes are no more than slits, but I can see the gleam of his irises from beneath his thick lashes.

“Suck,” he commands.

I do, sliding up and down his length, taking as much of him as I can.

His teeth sink into his bottom lip. “Yeah, just like that. Dirty girl.”

He fists his hand in my hair but doesn’t try to adjust my pace. Working his cock like my favorite lollipop, I maintain eye contact. I want to see him fall apart. Know that I’m the one that makes him lose control.

His hips thrust up, joining the rhythm I’ve set until he’s fucking my throat at a rough pace.

“There’s nothing more beautiful than seeing my dick disappearing into your mouth.” His lips part on a groan, neck arching on the pillow. “Don’t stop, Hellcat.”

His fingers tighten in my hair, but I ignore the sting. His cock jerks in my mouth, his movements becoming less smooth and more desperate. A beat later, a tortured groan rips from him, and his cum fills my mouth.

His grip is firm on my hair, holding me in place. “Swallow it all.”

I suck him dry until his cock is softening in my mouth.

His fingers slide from my hair, and he flings his arms over his face to cover his eyes. “That’s one hell of a wake-up call.”

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