Page 41 of The Very Naughty List

But I can’t stop either. I close my eyes, drifting back to the dark of the hallway with Sebastian, his hands and mouth all over me.

“I dare you to fuck me,” I whisper into his mouth between kisses. “I dare you to make me come.”

He draws back a little, then swallows hard and exhales, long and slow. His hot breath teases my skin as he stares hungrily down at me, and I shiver under his intense focus.

“Like I said, I never back down from a dare,” he finally says with a smirk, his eyes glinting in the darkness.

Before I can speak again, he grabs me by the hips. With one powerful movement, he hoists me upward and my back slides up the wall until I’m at eye level with him. He holds me there for a second, his gaze searing me, and I feel his thick, pierced cock at my entrance.

“Did you really get those because of me?” I whisper.

“Why don’t I just show you how perfectly they fit you?”

In my imagination, he grips his cock with one hand and holds it steady as he starts pushing into me. I work a finger into myself while I visualize holding on to his neck and biting my lip to keep from crying out as he fills me up. In my fantasy, with every piercing of his that slides into me, it becomes increasingly difficult to stay quiet. I don’t know quite what they’d feel like, but even my best guess is enough to have my pussy clenching around the intrusion of my fingers.

Fantasy Sebastian leans closer, his mouth hovering above my ear.

“Does that feel good?” he whispers, just like he did when we were kissing.

I slip a second finger into myself, twisting both around inside while my free hand palms my clit. I think of the way his sturdy, strong body would feel, his hips clapping against mine with every thrust.

I’m still so turned on from the thrill of our hallway encounter that it doesn’t take long for my body to rev up. My fingers glide in and out of me, slick with my arousal, and my clit pulses against my palm.

I imagine the feeling of Sebastian’s body pressing me into the wall, his cock opening me up, his piercings sliding over my sensitive skin, and a groan escapes me as I fall headfirst into an orgasm.

I bite hard on my lip to keep from making too much noise while my body spasms and I arch up off the bed for several seconds until I melt back into it as the rush ends. I pull my soaked fingers out and idly drag their wetness across my clit, making myself shudder as I catch my breath.

Just like I did under Nick when he pressed me up against his car and kissed me like a wild man. There was something soneedy about the way he was kissing me, his hands pawing my body. Even when he bit my lip, I liked it. Would he have fucked me just as intensely?

My heart skips a beat at that thought, and I shake my head to try to clear it.

Come on, Hailey, knock it off. You’re playing with fire even letting yourself fantasize about Sebastian, let alone Nick.

What happened with Sebastian was one thing. We were so close to making it real anyway, although it never should’ve happened in the first place. And I’ve been on edge sexually since I got here, so I needed to let off a bit of steam. That’s all it was.

But I still can’t stop thinking about Nick. About what would’ve happened if I hadn’t yelped in surprise when he bit down on my lip.

Before I can stop myself, my fingers trail along the inside of my thigh to my pussy once more. I hesitate, holding them there while I try to talk myself out of this.

“Fuck it,” I whisper and shove a finger into myself again. I’m still sensitive as hell from the first orgasm, so it takes even more effort not to cry out, but at this point, I almost hope the guys will hear me.

My mind flashes back to that moment at Nick’s car. The unspoken attraction and tension crackling between us after the awkward kiss we shared in front of Grandma Dee—and the real one that followed.

“I’ve never been kissed like that before. I wouldn’t have known you had that in you,” I say, and Nick flashes me a little smile through the darkness of his scruffy beard. His intense blue eyes darken like storm clouds as they rake across me.

“Most people don’t know a lot about me. I like it that way.”

He’s so tall he towers over me, like a mountain come to life. I feel powerless pinned between him and the car like this, likehe could do anything he wanted to me and there wouldn’t be anything I could do to stop him.

“What other secrets are you keeping?”

“You’ll have to work to find out.”

I reach up to run my hand through his beard, and the wild, hungry look flashes back on his face. With a growl, he scoops me up into his arms and flings open the door to the back seat, then tosses me into it like I weigh nothing. I bounce against the cushions as he falls onto me, tearing at my clothes, and in a matter of seconds, he has me down to nothing but my panties. He shoves them aside with one of his giant hands, then unbuttons his jeans with his other enough to tug his hard cock out of them.

He sits next to me, then gruffly pulls me up off the seat and into his lap. I straddle him, facing him, and try to control my breathing as his hands paw my hips and force me down onto him. He enters me roughly, but that’s exactly how I’d want it with him.

My hands rest on his shoulders while he starts bouncing me up and down on him, slowly at first but building quickly. He never takes his penetrating gaze off me, his eyes boring into me like they’re trying to see into my soul.

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