Page 127 of Dare To Fall

I stop on the path and pull her around to face me. “I can think of more entertaining ways to work up an appetite.”

She aims a light punch at my shoulder. “Is sex all you think about?”

I widen my eyes. “I was talking about going for a run. You’re the one with sex on the brain. You’re going to wear me out. I’ve created a fucking monster.”

“You absolutely were not!”

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure you were the one trying to get into my pants all week. I was the one having to fight to keep my purity intact.”

Her jaw drops but she recovers fast. “Purity? You?”

I nod. “Absolutely. It was a constant battle to keep my pants on while a certain someone dry-humped me as often as possible.”

She shakes her head. “For that, I should make you sleep alone.”

I smirk. “You can try.”

“Is that a challenge?” Her blue eyes are dancing as she looks up at me.

“You think you can hold out longer than I can? Baby, I’ve just denied you for an entire week. My self-control is unbreakable.”

She tosses her head and sniffs. “I wasn’t even trying.”

“Sure.” I grab her hand and start walking again. “Okay, you’re on. Let’s see how strong your willpower is.”

“We need stakes to make it interesting.”

A laugh bursts out of me, and I send her a sidelong glance. “Is that a competitive streak I’m sensing, Hellcat?

There’s a smile teasing her lips, and the fingers of her free hand are toying with the padlock around her throat. It makes my entire body heat up. “What are we playing for?”

“You get my dick if you win.”

“What do you get if you win?”

“Your pussy.” I squeeze her fingers. “There are no losers in this game, Kitten.”

“You can’t have a contest without the loser needing to do something,” she protests.

I push open the door and step back to allow her inside before me, then follow her into the hallway of the dorm building.

“Okay. If I win, you have to let me fuck you on the desk before a class tomorrow.”

“And if I win?”

“I have to fuck you on a desk before class tomorrow.”

“Eli!” She punches my shoulder again.

I stop, turn and back her against the wall, hands either side of her head. Schooling my expression into a blank mask, I lower my head until our lips are millimeters apart.

“If I win.” I drop my voice to a whisper; one she recognizes as the lover she’d taken in the dark. Her eyes darken, lips parting. “I’ll edge you all morning but won’t let you come. Then I’m going to fuck you on your desk with no condom, and you’ll have to sit in class full of my cum until it’s over.” I press a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “After class is over, you’ll walk to the nearest restroom to clean up, and take off your panties. At lunchtime, you’ll join me at my table and sit on my lap so I can play with your pussy while I eat lunch.”

“What if I win?” Her voice is breathless.

“You won’t, but if you do, I’ll do whatever you want for a week.” I smile and nip her bottom lip. “Rules of the game. Touching, kissing, teasing is all on the table. When you beg me to fuck you, I win.”

“You’ll be the one doing the begging.” Her fingers slip under my shirt and stroke up my back.

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