Page 93 of Lunar Crest University

Falling next to her on the bed, I watch as she sits up, getting on her hands and knees as she crawls over top of me. My forehead pricks with sweat as she trails a finger down my chest, and my dick twitches as she travels down to my waist. Out of instinct, my hand goes up to brush her hair behind her shoulder, but she swats it away.

“No touching.” She straddles my waist, and a growl leaves my lips as she sits on my cock. I want to grip her thighs, but I fist the sheets instead as I grit my teeth.

She’s killing me. It’s a slow, torturous death.

And then, she starts rocking her hips into me slowly, rubbing her wet cunt up and down my length, coating it as she places her hands on my chest. I can’t help but let my eyes roll back as she grinds on me. This might be the fastest I’ll ever come in my entire life.

“Finley, please,” I rasp. “I want to touch you.”

Her slow pace is agonizing, and the sting of her nails digging into my skin only turns me on even more. Holy fuck.

She tilts her head down at me. “Only good boys get to touch.”

“I’m a good boy.”

An exasperated whine leaves my lips as she lifts her body off me, and the high I was riding fades away as she looks down at me. She stares at me for a moment as I pant, and then her hand finds my cock, stroking it at the same excruciatingly slow pace. Her arousal acts as a lubricant, and my hips jerk as she grips me tighter toward the head each time she moves up.

My balls tighten again, and just as my skin pricks with goosebumps, she’s gone.

Fuuuck.

“Please,Princesa.” I should be fucking embarrassed that my voice came out as a whimper, but I need fucking release like I need air. “I can’t?—”

“You want to come?” she interrupts.

“Yes.”

Positioning herself between my legs, I practically choke as she leans down and licks a long stripe up my cock. The view…Fuck, the view. Her plump ass in the air, her eyes peering up at me through those dark lashes—I’m a dead man.

“Do you deserve to come?”

I whine shakily as she takes me in her mouth.

“Give me one good reason why I should let you come,” she continues, popping me out of her mouth and giving me a few fast strokes.

“Porque estoy loco por ti, mi amor.”

Finley straightens, and I want to whimper again at the loss of contact. She drops my cock, and it smacks against my stomach, red and wanting. She cocks her head as she glares down at me, and goddamn, it’s the hottest look I’ve ever seen.

“What does that mean?”

I’m panting like a fucking madman. “Please, don’t stop.”

“Tell me what you said. Thought you were a good boy?” she taunts, raising a brow.

I smile through my panting, and it makes her angrier. Her tiny nostrils flare as she narrows her eyes at me. She’s fucking sexy when she’s mad at me; it only makes me grin even wider. “Because I’m crazy about you, my love.”

Her face falls, her chest rising and falling heavily before she slides off the bed completely. Wrapping herself in a blanket draped over the end of the bed, she looks at me over hershoulder and swallows thickly. She looks gorgeous with her hair in a mess and her cheeks flushed like this. I want her to come back to bed so I can worship her the way she deserves.

“You can see yourself out.”

My jaw drops faintly. “Finley?—”

“I’m going to take a shower,” she cuts me off firmly. “I don’t want you to be here when I come back out.”

My punishment. This is my punishment.

My gut twists as I watch her waltz into the bathroom and slam the door behind her without another word. I drop my head back into the pillows with a sigh, my hand resting on my stomach as I stare up at the ceiling. The shower water turns on in the other room, and as much as I want to bust the fucking door down and kiss her senseless, I remain still.

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