Page 129 of Dare To Fall

I drop down onto his bed and stretch out with my arms above my head. Arching, I push my breasts upwards in the lace bra. Eli licks his lips, grabs the chair beside his desk, and moves it so he can sit facing the mattress.

Does he want a show? I’ll give him one.

I sit up and crawl toward him, positioning myself on the edge of the bed so I can spread my legs. I cup my breasts through my bra.

“You’re not going to break me, Hellcat.” Eli palms himself through his sweatpants

My hand trails down between my breasts, over my belly, and between my legs. I stroke along the damp scrap of lace. “We’ll see about that.”

Eli sits back and pulls his cock out from beneath the waistband of his sweatpants. “Is this what you want?” He strokes himself from tip to base and back again.

Rising off the bed, I hook my fingers in my panties and peel them down my legs. Once they pool at my ankles, I kick them aside and retake my seat, spreading my thighs again.

I meet his hungry gaze. “Is this what you want, Eli?”

“Play with yourself.” His voice is husky.

I run my fingers through my soaked center, then push a single finger inside. Lust slides over every inch of me as Eli pumps his cock into his palm.

I pinch my nipple, dragging the material of the bra down until my breasts are free, and find my clit so I can rub it. “It feels so good.”

He groans, hand picking up speed.

I lick my lips. “My pussy would be so much better than your hand. Just imagine sinking inside me.”

I slip another finger inside me and slide them in and out. A nerve ticks in Eli’s jaw.

A sense of power washes over me. I want him to lose control. To pin me to the bed and fuck my brains out after denying me all last week.

“Don’t come,” I moan, rocking my hips up to meet my thrusting fingers.

His eyes meet mine, his hand slowing down. “If you get to orgasm, then so do I, Hellcat.”

I rub my clit harder, my breath stuttering in my throat. “You have to save it all for me.”

Eli grips his cock, his attention locked between my legs. “Fuck.”

My hips undulate against the mattress, I bite my lip. “Every inch of you is mine. I want all of it.”

Having him watch me getting off is the hottest thing in the world. It’s intense, and I’ve never felt as wanton as I do right now. My orgasm builds and builds, faster, sharper, until I’m right on the edge of tumbling over. My pussy clenches, and I come hard.

“Eli. Oh god! Eli!” I throw my head back, the sheer force of my release blinding me for a split second. Pleasure overwhelms me, leaving me a twitching mess.

Chapter 87

Eli

Fucking Christ. I’m tempted to let her win just so I can put us both out of our misery. Gathering up the tattered edges of my willpower, I force myself to tuck my dick back into my pants, then crook a finger.

“Come here.”

She slides off the bed and moves toward me, hips swaying.

“Give me your fingers.” I tap my lips.

She lifts her hand and presses one finger against my mouth. I suck it in, licking the evidence of her orgasm off. “Another.” She slides that finger free and replaces it with the second. I roll my tongue around it, flicking and licking, then slowly release it.

“When I’ve fucked you in class tomorrow and my cum is dripping from your pussy, I want you to wait until everyone is in the room and then dip your fingers into it, get them good and soaked, then lick them clean.”

---