Page 45 of Million Dollar High

Without raising her gaze, she hooked her fingers into the sides and did as he commanded, leaving the flimsy thong caught at her knees. That picture of utter perfection made the hand caught in his hair tremble. Noah didn’t dare touch himself. Not yet. Or he’d explode into a million useless pieces.

Taking a deep breath, he concentrated on staying on the right side of coherent. “Pull on your nipples for me. Show me how tight they are. Look at me when you do that,” he growled.

Letting go of her panties, she slid her hands over her body, lightly cupped her breasts, catching the rock-hard nubs between finger and thumb. Even through the screen, he saw how tightly she pinched. His groan drowned her gasp and her eyes grew hazy with desire. But he wanted…neededmore. “Harder, Leia. Make it hurt.”

“Yes, Noah.” She caught her lip between her teeth, pulled and let out a helpless cry as her back arched off the seat.

Holy hell…

Again and again she tugged at her nubs until her thighs quivered under the sensations rolling through her.

“Tell me how you feel,” he ordered. His breath fogged the screen and he realized he’d leaned so close to the laptop, he was in danger of unseating himself. He relaxed a touch and groaned when his erection brushed against the edge of his desk.

“My skin’s on fire and… and I feel like I’ll go crazy if I don’t touch myself.”

“But you are touching yourself, baby. You’re fondling your pretty little nipples. Is that not enough?” he taunted.

Her eyes met his, sultry and alluring, wide and imploring. She shook her head.

“Vocalize.”

“I need to touch my pussy.” She tugged harder on her nipples, and her mouth dropped open as she gasped in frantic breaths. “Please.” Her knees started to part.

“Not yet!”

Her legs slammed shut again.

He sucked in a satisfied breath. “There’s a folded blanket behind you. Grab it.” He gave her time to gather herself and do as instructed. When she had the cashmere cloth in her hand, he said, “Fold it over again, lie back on the seat and use it as a pillow. Do it without opening your legs.”

The haste with which she complied spoke of her frenzied need for release. She swept her hair out behind her, swung her legs onto the leather seat and stretched out. Without him asking again, her eyes rose to his, her gaze fully compliant.

“How badly do you want to come, baby?” he rasped.

Her hips rolled once before she settled, but her hands fluttered over her stomach, as if magnets pulled them toward where she burned hot and urgent. “I’ll do anything for it.”

He stilled as a spike of anger pierced his arousal. “Don’t youfucking make promises you can’t keep. We both know you won’t do anything, so use different words. How badly, Leia?”

Fear entered her eyes. “Badly enough that I’m willing to do whatever you ask me to.”

“That’s better.” His gaze dropped to where her fingers had crept lower to her mound. “Hands down by your side, now.” The boom of his voice made her jump.

A touch of rebellion narrowed her eyes, but she was caught up in their connection enough to know she would pay dearly for non-compliance.

Her hands settled beside her hips. She swallowed. And waited.

Noah finally gave in and gripped his hard-on. Electricity jolted from his fingers, through his cock and into his body. The rush was so powerful, he closed his eyes and cursed. His heartbeat thundered loudly in his ears. With his free hand, he tore at his tie, loosening it before he passed out from lack of oxygen.

When he’d freed a few buttons, he sucked in steadying breaths and opened his eyes. She was staring at him, her mouth parted. That hint of her tongue stud had him rubbing at his agitated cock all over again. He needed to bring this to an end. Right fucking now.

“Take off your panties. I want to see how wet you are.”

Exhaling, she folded her knees against her chest and Noah caught a glimpse of her sweet, glorious, glistening pussy. He fumbled for his fly, pulled down the zipper and curled one hand inside his boxer briefs to release his desperate cock. It jumped in his hand, screaming for satisfaction. Gripping the base to keep from prematurely blowing his load, he stared at the breathtaking woman filling his screen.

Her panties were dangling from her finger and her spikyheels were crossed against her ass. His tongue thickened in his mouth.

“Brace your feet on the roof, baby,” he croaked as a bead of sweat trickled down his temple. “And then… then do what you need to do.”

She wasn’t expecting that. Her head rose off the blanket and her eyes clouded. “Noah?”

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