Page 94 of Dare To Fall

I move away from him. “You can start by running me a bath.”

I sink onto the couch, bring my legs up and tuck them beneath me.

Eli gets to his feet. “You’re going to enjoy this, aren’t you?”

I don’t even try to hide my grin. “This was your plan, remember? You’re the one who said you’d do anything for me.”

“Do you want some scented bubble bath in the water?”

I shake my head. “No, thanks.”

Tongue darting out, he flicks his tongue piercing against his teeth before walking off in the direction of the bathroom. I listen as his footsteps recede and bite my lip.

Eli at my command … I can’t deny how delicious that sounds. How much can I make him pay for tormenting me for so long?

I sit daydreaming about my revenge, mind turning over everything I could make him do, while I wait for him to return.

“Your bath is ready.”

Eli’s call from the doorway tugs me from my thoughts. I walk toward him, following as he leads the way back to the bathroom. The air is heavy with warmth, steam curling from the water in the tub. There are two large white fluffy towels on the counter beside the sink.

“Stay,” I command when he makes a move to leave. “Stand by the wall.”

I don’t wait to see if he complies. Kicking off my sneakers, I peel off my socks. With my back to Eli, I shove down my sweats and panties in one go. There’s a groan behind me when I bend over at the waist to pull them off my feet. I unzip my hoodie and tug off my t-shirt, then climb into the tub. I moan softly as the hot water laps at my skin and sink into it until every part of me is immersed. I lift my gaze to search out Eli. He’s leaning against the wall, watching me through narrowed eyes.

I deliberately asked for no bubbles so he could see every inch of me—my pale skin and the bruises around my wrists and on my hip, the marks of others fading from my flesh. I want him to see them. The ones he’d given me and the others that my night attacker had left.

I keep my attention locked on his face. “Don’t you like what you see?”

Eli’s gaze moves over my body, jaw tight. “You know you’re beautiful, Kitten.”

I lift a finger and trail it lazily down between my breasts, over my stomach, and circle my navel. He tracks the movement all the way down to between my legs.

This is the boy who destroyed me.

A boy who spent months shaping my world into a nightmare.

The boy who hated me at first sight.

Getting my forgiveness isn’t going to be easy for him.

He wants whatever I’m willing to give him.

And a part of me wants to torture him.

Let’s see how long it takes him to regret his words.

Chapter 63

Eli

She thinks she’s punishing me by making me look at her body while she runs her hands over it, but the truth of it is I like looking at her. Watching her take her own pleasure makes me hard. But when she forgets the scared little girl she’s being, and embraces the tigress hiding beneath her skin, that turns me on like nothing else.

A small part of me questions the life choices that have brought me to this point. How did I reach a place where a girl I hated becomes a girl I’m obsessed with to the point where I’ll do absolutely anything to make her feel safe and in control?

If she needs to order me around, torment me, make me crawl around the floor after her like a pet fucking dog, to bring out the strong woman I know she is, then I’ll do it, and smile while I serve her every whim.

Her soft moan drags my attention back to her. Her eyes are partially closed, her nipples poking out of the water, and her fingers are buried between her legs.

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