Page 71 of Cruel Elite (Princes of Ravenlake Academy 3)

Everything seems to be happening in slow motion. The moment I’ve fantasized about for years is playing out in front of me.

But I’m frozen as Penny strokes my length with her soft hand and looks up at me in anticipation.

I watch, mesmerized, as she parts her pink lips, exhales warm air over my sensitive tip, and then takes me into her mouth.

The sensation is powerful and immediate, sending a shiver up my spine, but I do my best to hold still.

If I don’t, I’m not sure what will happen.

Penny can’t know how much I want this. What this is doing to me.

Except, she has to know. I’m rock hard in her hand, practically twitching.

She starts with shallow sucks at first, an inch, then two. Back and forth, moving forward and then retreating.

Her plump lips pucker at my tip, pressing a kiss there, before taking me in again.

Deeper this time than the others.

With each pass over me, I’m growing more impatient, more desperate.

My hips begin to thrust gently in time with her movements. Penny digs her fingers into my hips and pulls me towards her, encouraging me when I don’t need any encouragement.

I should have found a wall to lean against because my legs are growing weak.

This whole plan was meant to bring Penny down.

But I’m the one finding myself on shaky ground all of a sudden.

I reach down to grab her head for no other reason than to steady myself, and I find one of her loose braids. An idea forms, and I reach down and grab the other, holding one in each hand. Then, like reins, I give them a tug.

Penny’s mouth slides further onto me. I groan, possessed by the sensation and my power over her.

Rhythmically, I pull on her hair, guiding her down and back on my cock until she is sucking all the way to the tip before taking me all the way to the base.

Again and again, she sucks me off, swirling her tongue around my length, varying the amount of pressure and sucking.

It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt, and I’m positive the heat building in my belly is going to consume me.

I’ll burn up with it.

Damn, what a way it would be to go.

I let go of Penny’s braids, content to let her finish in her own way, and she immediately rises up on her knees, finding a slightly new angle. She wraps one hand around my base and begins working me from both ends, her hand and mouth meeting in the middle.

“Fuck,” I moan, placing a hand on the back of her head, stroking her silky hair as she works. “I’m going to come.”

It’s a warning, a chance for her to pull away. A small act of mercy from me to her.

But Penny seems to take it as a challenge instead. She works faster, harder.

Soft moans build in the back of her throat, vibrating against my length.

Until I can’t hold it back anymore.

The embers inside of me catch fire and explode.

My entire body jerks forward, and Penny stills, her lips suctioned against my base, her nose pressed to the curls just below my belly button.

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