Kellan huffs but does as I ask. When he reaches five, I receive a notification of a new file. I tap on it, and a photograph of Arabella’s lower half fills my screen.
Me: Good girl. Now the top half.
She sends one from the neck down. I’m fine with that. I’m not fine with the fact her nipples aren’t hard.
Me: Pinch your nipples. Make them hard. Unless you don’t want my mouth on you later. Do you want me to make you come, Kitten? Show me you want it.
The next image comes through quickly. This time her nipples are hard, pointed, slightly tilted just like I remember. Her skin is flushed, and I am sure her face will be bright red. Whether it’s from embarrassment or arousal, I don’t know. But I’m going to find out.
Me: Very nice. Now play with your pussy for me. Record it. When you’re about to come, stop. Lick your fingers clean, then send me the video.
I want to see what she likes, how she touches herself, what gives her the most pleasure. I’m also curious what her limit is. Sending photographs is one thing, but is she prepared to take it a step further? How desperate is she to have her pussy eaten by me?
I toss the cell onto my bed and finish eating breakfast, ignoring it when it vibrates with an incoming notification five minutes later. I’ll check what she’s sent me later.
***
I work on my art project until my alarm goes off. I still haven’t checked to see if Arabella followed my instructions. I’m testing my self-control, my willpower, to see how long I can ignore it. My gaze keeps drifting to the cell, and my fingers twitch, wanting to open the folder and see what she’s sent, if anything. But I don’t. I focus on the marble in front of me. It’s starting to take shape and I can visualize how the completed piece will look. I still have a long way to go, but I’m confident in the design, and my ability to bring it to life.
At two, Kellan turns up and we walk back to the dorm, shadowed by a security guard. When we’re inside and alone, he turns to me.
“How’s the edging going?”
I smile. “She’s been a good girl so far.”
He snorts. “Are you really going to eat her pussy tonight?”
I give a careless shrug. “Maybe. We’ll see.”
“Do you want me to come along?”
I consider it, then shake my head. “Not tonight. Next time.” Truth is, I don’t want to share the first time I make her come for me.
“Eli …” There’s an odd hesitancy to Kellan’s voice. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip. “Look, are you sure about this?”
“About what?”
“I thought this was about driving her away. But you’ve got her panting for you. You jerked off over her. Are you sure you’re not catching feelings?”
“Don’t be stupid.” I scowl at him. “But if she’s offering her pussy to me on a platter, I’d be a fool to refuse. Tell me you aren’t hungry for a taste of her. With the talents her mother has for snagging rich men, she must have some wicked skills of her own. I think it’s only fair to sample them, don’t you?”
“You’re sure?”
“It’ll just add to her humiliation when she realizes whose dick she’s been begging to suck. Whose mouth made her come.” I lick my lips, already savoring the evening ahead. “She won’t be able to run out of here fast enough when she realizes that I played her at her own game and won.”
I pull my cell out and tap into the cloud. Time to see what my little pussy cat has sent me.
Chapter 65
Arabella
Unknown number: Did you enjoy performing for me, Kitten? Did it excite you?
I drop the phone on my lap, and cover my face with my hands in mortification. He’s made me wait all day for his reply, and I’d started to get nervous that one wasn’t coming.
I still can’t believe he made me do that. Lacy had been out early, and I locked the door to the room. I’d been careful only to show the lower half of my body and my mouth when recording. I feel dizzy, just remembering how I moaned and put on a good show for him.
As long as my identity is hidden, it will be fine. It could be anyone in those photos and videos. I just need to be careful. I can delete them from the cloud anytime.