Page 105 of As the World Falls

I laugh, making her bounce on me, which only makes my cock grow harder. “You look pretty seducing yourself right now.” Her dress was hiked up around her waist, and one of her sleeves was hanging off her shoulder. Her lips were swollen and red from kissing.

She smiles and leans forward, kissing me again, and I wrap my arms around her, needing to feel her as close to me as possible. I trail one of my hands down her lower back and then cup her ass as she begins rocking in my lap. Her pussy rubbed over my cock, and I wanted nothing more than to strip us of our clothes so I could feel the real thing, but it was too soon, and I wasn’t going to take her for the first time outside on my patio furniture in the cold. But I could give her a little taste.

“Lift your dress for me, baby.”

Her cheeks turn an addictive shade of pink, but she smiles sweetly back at me, her fists closing around the hem of her dress and lifting it. Her obedience at this moment is nothing short of amazing, and I think it’s at this moment, right now, her cheeks rosy and her hair falling out of her braid over her shoulder, that I think I may love her. How could I not? She was the sweetest, most savage thing I’d ever witnessed.

“Like this?” she asks, grinning at me, holding her dress up. I looked down at her black underwear, which looked completely made up of lace. Perfect for easy tearing. I curl my fingers into them, shred them right down the middle, and watch entranced as they fall around her, exposing her bare pussy to me.

“Fucking perfect,” I murmur. I pull the shreds of her underwear away, loving the fact I got zero complaints from her for ripping them. She wanted it so badly that she couldn't care less. “Do you know how long I’ve craved you like this, Cecilia?” I tell her. “Wet and perfect, sitting in my lap.”

“Please just touch me already,” she moans, starting her rocking again.

I chuckle and meet her gaze, bringing my thumb to her mouth. “Get it wet.”

She leans in, taking my thumb past her lips and running her tongue up the length of it like it was a lollipop. I hiss in pleasure, not expecting just this to even feel good, but I imagined anythingshe does with her tongue on my skin was going to feel good. She swirls her tongue around my thumb, and I’m painfully hard as I watch her. She meets my gaze and releases it from her mouth with a pop.

“Good girl,” I tell her before I slide my hand over the bottom of her stomach, just above her pussy, so that my thumb glides over her clit. She bucks in my lap, moaning at the contact. I make lazy circles over her, watching every inch of her body, noting the way each part of her reacts to the pleasure I’m giving her.

Her mouth falls open, breathless moans escaping her as her eyes shut in pleasure. Her head falls back as she begins rubbing herself against my hand. One of her hands slides further up her body, pulling her dress with it so that her stomach is exposed to me. She cups one of her breasts in her hands, pawing at it as she takes her pleasure from me.

“That’s so good,” she pants, grinding into me.

“You look fucking beautiful. I want to see how you look when I make you come.”

“I want that too,” she pleads. Fuck me, she was immaculate.

I change the position of my hand, keeping my thumb stroking her as I insert my middle finger inside her. I nearly come myself when I feel her tight pussy suck my finger inside her and squeeze around it. She begins whimpering as I start to slide in and out, finding the spot inside her that starts to make her legs shake in my lap.

“Just like that, huh, baby?” I groan, taking her to the very edge. “You like it so much. It’s driving you insane, isn’t it? That I’m the one giving it to you.”

“Shut up,” she groans, making me grin. “I’m so close.”

“Do it. You’ve been wanting to for so long, little owl. Come for me.” Her head falls back as a savage moan rips from her throat. Her pussy flutters and squeezes my finger. My gaze roams over her body, watching every inch of her as she unravels on me. Itwas like art. Her body flushed different shades of pink. The skin of her legs risen in goosebumps. Her dark hair fanning over her breasts like midnight on her pale moon skin. She was a damn masterpiece.

I wait for her to catch her breath as she comes down. I was still so hard, but I knew it was something I was going to be taking care of myself. I still couldn’t bring myself to take my own pleasure from her yet. I needed things between us to be more solidified.

Her hands rest against my chest, and she finally looks at me. Her pupils are dilated wide, leaving a thin, vibrant blue ring around them. “How are you?” I ask as she watches me in silence.

“I don’t know,” she says gently. “I feel good…obviously, but…I also feel confused.”

I sit up a little straighter, carefully keeping my arms around her so she doesn’t leave. “How so?”

“I just…I don’t know what this means. I don’t know what it can mean.”

“You’re thinking too hard about it. Can’t we just…beand go from there?”

She laughs incredulously. “I don’t know how to do that, James. I mean…we were just arguing, and then we ended up like this. In what world do two people like us be together?”

She gently pushes my hands down her waist and stands off my lap, righting her dress. Anxiety churns in my stomach as I follow. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying,” she bites out in frustration. “I keep making these mistakes with you, and we can’t keep doing them. It’s going to lead us nowhere and hurt us more in the end.”

“Why does this lead to nowhere?”

“James…you know why. We’ve both said this before. We’re too different.”

“Okay, just wait a minute. We?—”

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