Page 12 of Sexploitation

“Are you going to let me take you out again?”

“I’m not really into the whole dating thing,” I reply with choppy breaths, my coiled body desperate for a release.

“Well, that’s not going to work for me.” He nips at my ear again, pumping his fingers faster, bringing my orgasm right back to the surface. “I’m gonna need a yes, darlin’.”

“I... I don’t...” My walls tighten around him as he slows again, my orgasm rolling back once more. I groan, dragging my nails down his back.

“I’ve got plans for you, Peach. And one taste won’t be enough.” He runs the tip of his nose up my neck, inhaling my scent as his fingers glide in and out of me with a tantalizing rhythm, keeping me teetering. “I want to get properly acquainted with this heavenly body of yours—to make it feel things it’s never experienced before. But that takes time, patience.”

“Fuck... okay,” I groan, my hips bucking to create more friction. “Okay... just... please.”

“Okay, what?” His fingers drive deeper, teasing that sweet spot. “I want to hear you say it.”

“Fine! I’ll go out on another date with you!”

“Good girl,” he coos, his stare locking on mine. “Now, come for me.” He adds more pressure to my throbbing clit, my walls pulsing around his fingers as he thrusts in and out.

It doesn’t take long for me to fall over the edge, my orgasm crashing over me in rough waves. He rides them with me, his touch slow and caressing. By the time they subside, my limbs feel weak, his body the only thing keeping me on my feet. He places a loving kiss on my forehead and slides his fingers out of me, removing his hand from my pants.

I’ve never come so hard in my life. Never had someone command my body with such ease before. And this is only the opening attraction.

He brings his fingers to my mouth, tracing my lips. “Open for me, baby.” He slips his fingers past my lips as they part. “Taste how fucking sweet you are, Peach. Suck your juices from my fingers.”

I suckle his fingers, humming as my center begins to tighten with need again. He sucks in a deep breath, a growl rumbling deep in his chest. Good to know I haven’t lost all control.

He slowly slips his fingers from my mouth and grabs my face, bringing my lips to his, the kiss demanding and hungry. By the time he pulls away again, my head feels light, my breath shallow.

“You taste so fucking good. I can’t wait to devour every inch of you, Peach.”

Goddamn. This man could wreck me.

Elias

Parker moans,palming my cock through my pants. It’s taking all my self-restraint to not give in, to not bury myself inside her right here and now. Watching her come undone for me was nearly enough to be my ruin.

One thing’s for certain. Parker will be mine. Once she accepts that fact, I can give her what we both crave. It’s obvious she’s been hurt before. Josie warned me it wouldn’t be easy to bring down her walls. But in the end, she will give in.

“Time to show me what you’re working with, handsome.” She smirks, her eyelids still drooping with arousal. “I’m ready for the main attraction.” Her fingers work to quickly unzip my pants, her hand snaking inside.

“Peach,” I hiss in warning. “If you pull my dick out, I’m going to fuck you.”

“That’s kind of the point,” she purrs, her fingers slipping into the front of my boxers and wrapping around my throbbing cock. I groan, letting myself get lost in her touch for just a moment, my hips slowly thrusting. She rubs the head of my dick with the pad of her thumb, smearing the precum leaking from the tip. “I don’t see the problem.”

“The problem is...” She gasps when I grab both her wrists and pin them to the wall above her head, her eyes lighting up with excitement. “When I fuck you, you’re going to be screaming my name.” I lean down and sweep the tip of my nose up the curve of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. “I’m going to have you panting and moaning, begging for more, before I even fill your tight cunt with my cock.” She lets out a shaky breath as my whispered promise brushes across her skin. “I fully intend to take my time with you. But that isn’t happening here. I have no interest in putting on a show for anyone.”

The corners of her mouth tug into a cocky grin as I pull back to meet her stare. “You’re the one who took this little detour, handsome.”

She has a point there. My self-control snapped like a twig the second her full lips touched mine. I needed more—couldn’t wait another minute to taste her, to feel her.

I chuckle and release her wrists, taking a step back. “What do you say we get you back home?”

She eyes my hand with a lifted brow before reluctantly taking it, lacing her fingers through mine. “I say it’s about damn time.”

Neither of us says a word during the short walk back to her apartment building, her strides setting a much faster pace than I’d like. I’ve had such a nice time with her tonight, even better than I’d hoped. And I’m about to do something that could screw everything up. Something that could push her away for good.

I plant my feet when we reach her apartment, tugging her back to me as she tries to head toward the stairs.

Her head whips in my direction, the confusion in her stare almost making me second-guess my decision. “Elias?”

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