Page 102 of Cruel Promise

But I hold back.

God, it takes everything in me to hold back.

Ava’s breath comes out in pants as she rolls her clit around. Watching her hips slowly rise and fall back down is intoxicating.

I meet her gaze again, and this time, I don’t let go.

Her beautiful lips part; her eyes flutter.

“Keep them open,” I order. She snaps them back open. “Good. Don’t look away as you come.”

My hands curl into the blanket. It’s taking everything in me not to take her right this second.

She rubs harder, her breath comes out faster, and a small moan escapes her. She’s perfect.

And then she gasps, and her entire body shudders. “Oh,” she whispers. Never once does she take her eyes off me.

Watching Ava come is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. My control is slipping, but I keep it at the last moment.

“You are …” I shake my head. “Fuck, Ava.”

She blushes again as she removes her hand from between her legs. “Can I lower my dress?”

“Do you need my permission?”

“Sometimes it feels that way.”

I take a moment to re-look at her pussy. Fuck. And then I nod. “Lower it back down. Before I do something I’ll regret.”

Quickly, she pushes her dress back down to cover her lower body, taking away my view of her perfect pussy. “What would you regret?”

Her question startles me. Normally, I’d answer her question with another question. It’s a good deflection technique. But I decide to answer honestly this time.

“I would’ve taken you right here, right now if you hadn’t covered yourself back up.”

“Without my consent?”

“No,” I say softly. “I want your consent in this. I want to hear you scream my name when I make you come. I want my cock to be the first cock ever inside you.”

She gasps. Her eyes show a little fear and …

Arousal.

She wants this, and that thought leaves me even hungrier for her and more desperate.

“I never said I was a virgin,” she whispers.

I know because her father told me she was. I’m not going to ruin this moment by telling her that. “Are you not?”

She turns even redder. “I am.”

“One day, you’ll let me take you. And when that day comes … fuck, Ava. I won’t be able to hold back.”

She sits up, eyeing me with curiosity. “Do you struggle to hold back now?”

“I do. Watching you touch yourself was a test of self-control.”

“Nik, I don’t want you to hold back … anything. I want you to be open with me.”

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