Page 56 of Cruel Elite (Princes of Ravenlake Academy 3)

Simply put, I want her to feel the ache I feel.

The hurt.

I want her to see the good things in her life spoiled, stripped away, and disregarded.

She took everything from me, and now, it’s time to take some things away from her.

“Noah, what are you doing?”

Her voice is quiet when she finally speaks. It’s not the nasally voice she uses with everyone else.

It’s Penny, unfiltered.

I smooth my palm over her breast and down her rib cage, squeezing her waist before I flick the button of her pants open.

She gasps, and I shush her quietly, calmly.

“You left class and took pictures for me,” I remind her as my palm skims over the hot skin of her stomach. “You waited for me when I asked, and you unlocked the bathroom door for me.”

My hand dips under the delicate lace of her panties and slides into her womanly curls. Heat radiates from her center, warming my cool fingers.

Penny stiffens and grabs my wrist. “You forced me.”

“You were alone in the bathroom. You could’ve left. You could’ve gone back to class. You even could have turned your phone over to someone and charged me with harassment. Yet, here you are.”

I still and pull back, looking down at her.

“Tell me to stop,” I say, inching my fingers further down.

Her hand is still around my wrist, squeezing tightly.

“Tell me to leave, and I will. Say the words, and I’ll go. Or…” I grab her hand and peel it off of my wrist, letting it drop to her side. “Stay here and let me give you what we both know you want.”

Penny blinks, her dark mascaraed lashes fanning quickly.

Then she closes her eyes.

She tips her head back against the stall, spreads her legs a bit more to make room for my fingers, and nods her head.

As soon as I touch her, my fingers are soaked.

Penny can lie, but her body can’t. She wants this.

Desperately.

I slide my fingers down the length of her lips a few times before I focus on her center. As soon as I do, Penny tenses.

I curl my fingers up, flicking over her sensitive area again and again, watching as Penny’s mouth parts, feeling her exhale on my skin.

“Is this enough or do you want more?” I ask, circling my fingers over her relentlessly. “Answer me.”

Penny presses her lips together and squeezes her eyes closed even tighter.

I grab her chin with my other hand, and her eyes pop open.

“Answer me,” I repeat. “Do you want me inside of you?”

I slide my fingers down, poised at her opening, waiting for her response.

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