Page 159 of Dare To Break

“Spread your knees.” Sin’s voice is husky and thick. “Show me your pussy.”

My heart thumps in my chest, and I widen my position, the cool air skating over the sensitive area between my legs. The dull ache in my groin pulses needily, hungry for this man’s attention.

“Touch yourself. I want to know how wet you are right now.”

I drop my hand between my legs and push two fingers inside myself. They slide in easily, my palm drenched by my slickness.

“Show me.”

My breathing is unsteady when I bring my hand up, knowing he can see the wetness coating my skin. Fingers encircle my wrist, and he raises my arm. Hard, hot flesh greets my touch, and I close my hand around his cock. I don’t need much encouragement to stroke his length, coating it with my arousal. He swells harder under my palm, and I giggle in exhilaration.

“You like that you turn me on, Kitten? Hmm.” The pad of a fingertip traces my jaw and then rubs over my lips. “How badly do you want my dick?”

I part my lips and suck the end of his finger eagerly in answer. Pumping his cock with one hand, I flick my tongue over the digit in my mouth.

His grip tightens on my wrist until I let him go. “Fuck. Enough. I need to be inside you.”

Images of me spread out over the coffin with him on top of me, claiming my virginity flash through my head.

My pussy clenches at the fantasy with a need that physically hurts.

“Mouth open,” he growls. “Tongue out.”

I tip my head back and obey. The tip of something smooth and hard meets my tongue, the length of it inches forward, going deeper. Reaching out in front of me blindly, I find his thighs and curl my fingers in the material covering them.

My lips stretch around his cock, and there’s a moment of panic. He’s too big.

“Relax, Kitten. Breathe.”

I breathe in and out of my nose, and let my throat relax at the daunting sensation.

A hand slides through my hair, fingers tangling in the locks. “Once I start fucking your mouth, I want you to do the same to your pretty pussy with your fingers.”

Chapter 102

Eli

My dick hits the back of her throat, and she gags, the nails of one hand digging into my thigh.

“Just relax. Tip your head back a little.” I tug gently on her hair until her head tilts. “Loosen your jaw. Stop clenching. If you bite my dick off, it’s going to be hard to explain.”

Her soft nervous laugh vibrates along my length, but she does as I say. Her jaw slackens, tongue flattening against my dick, and I slide deeper.

She mumbles something, and I stroke her hair. “You’re doing so good, Kitten. If you could see how you look, you’d be proud of yourself. Just a little more to go. I’m going to pull out and then go deep. You can take it for me, can’t you?” I withdraw from her mouth until I’m resting against her lips. “Ready? Take a deep breath, Kitten.”

Moonlight spills into the tomb as the door swings open. I glance up just as Kellan slips through. He closes the door behind him, then turns. He stops, head canting as he takes in the scene, then smiles and moves behind Arabella.

“Do you remember when I told you my friend might join us tonight?”

Her tongue comes out to lick her lips and sweeps across the tip of my dick. I grunt and reach down to curl my fingers around it, giving it one slow pump.

“Words, Kitten.”

“Yes, I remember.”

“Good. He’s just arrived. He’s going to make you feel good while you suck my dick. Green or red?”

“Green.” There’s not a second’s hesitation in her response.

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