Page 44 of Cruel Prep (Princes of Ravenlake Academy 1)

I hiss in surprise and need. Lily just breathes out a low laugh.

“What are you doing?”

She unbuttons my pants and it becomes painfully obvious what she is doing. The vibration of my zipper being pulled down is almost enough to send me over the edge.

God, what has this girl done to me?

“I thought you said you wanted everything,” she purrs, undoing her seat belt and leaning over the gearshift to get a bit closer. She licks her lips. “I assume that means my mouth, too.”

No.No. This is not what I meant.

“No?” She tips her head to the side, and I realize I spoke out loud.

I’m out of sorts. Losing control. I need to pull over and reclaim this situation.

Lily is being seduced by me. Ruined by me. Not the other way around.

But just then, her small hand slips inside my underwear. I jerk the wheel towards the right, nearly colliding with a Toyota in the other lane. It honks at me, but I can’t be bothered because Lily’s fingers are stroking my length.

It’s all I can do to keep the car between the lines.

“You’re going to get us both killed.” I try to sound stern, but my voice is hoarse.

Lily pushes my boxer briefs out of the way, letting me spring free. I feel her breath on my tip as she speaks. “That’s fine. If you want everything, take my life, too. It’s not worth much, anyway.”

Before I can dissect what she means, Lily bends down and presses her lips to the end of me. My hips buck up, beyond my control, and she smiles and then lets me into her hot mouth.

Holy fucking fuck.

I thought that every time I imagined Lily while I stroked myself, I was purging her from my system, getting rid of her like trimming dead leaves from a plant.

Now I know the truth—every stroke simply primed the pump.

I’d been preparing my body for a tiny fraction of how incredible it would feel to have her touch me. If I hadn’t prepared, it would probably be over already, because good God, her mouth feels fan-fucking-tastic.

It takes every last ounce of sanity I have to change lanes, turn onto a side road, and pull alongside a curb. The second the car is in park, I drop my head against the headrest and curse.

Lily laughs and that vibration sends new sensations that make me curse again.

Eventually, I look down, and she is bobbing up and down on my length, one hand positioned at the base of me, stroking up in tandem. I grab her hair and throw it over her shoulder so I can have a better view, and immediately the heat in my belly grows into a flame.

Watching her mouth filled with me is the single sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I’m not sure what to do with that information.

Her tongue knows exactly what to do. It’s just … perfect. Practiced, even.

She told me she wasn’t a virgin, and now I finally believe her. Lily knows what she is doing.

I watch her work, thrusting softly into her mouth as the pressure begins to build.

When I reach my tipping point, I tense and clutch the back of her neck, but Lily doesn’t show any sign of wanting to pull away, of trying to avoid the inevitable. If anything, she sucks harder.

“Fuck,” I moan as the first ripples of pleasure roll through me.

Lily’s cheeks expand and then I feel her throat bob as she swallows what I’m spilling in her mouth.

It is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

She swallows it all, licks me clean, and then wipes her mouth on the back of her hand as she sits back in her seat and buckles her seat belt.

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