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Drives me insane.

After today I don’t know if I want to fuck him or punch him.

When I next look at the time, there are five minutes to go.

“Screw it.” I stuff my phone in my pocket, open the door and step into the hallway.

I go straight for the closet and walk inside, then lean back against the wall. I close my eyes and almost miss the soft tread of footsteps coming in my direction. Eyelids parting, my spine turns to steel when Eli opens the door.

“You said you’d make me forget why I’m angry. Prove it.”

Chapter 31

Eli

My smile at her words makes her eyes grow wide. Coming to a stop in front of her, I press a finger against her lips.

“Sound travels in here. You’re going to need to be very quiet.” And with that warning, I drop to my knees and pull down her yoga pants along with the scrap of lace covering her pussy beneath them.

“Eli!”

I catch her hands when they land on my shoulders and flatten them against the wall.

“Keep them there or cover your mouth. Whichever works best,” I say and bury my face between her legs.

A startled squeak comes out of her, and I chuckle against her pussy. My tongue works its way between her lips to find her clit, and I flick over it a couple of times.

She gasps, and her legs widen slightly, as much as she can in the pants that I’ve only lowered to her knees. Her hips tilt, chasing my tongue as I swirl it everywhere except where she wants it the most.

I push a finger inside her and lean back to look up at her face. Her lips are slightly parted, eyes closed, and there’s a slight flush to her cheeks. A second finger joins the first, and I stroke a circle around her clit with my thumb. Her legs tremble, so I add a third finger to the two pumping leisurely in and out of her pussy.

Reaching for one of her hands, I place her fingers on her pussy. “Spread yourself open for me. Offer me your sweet little clit. Ask me to lick it.”

Her fingers scissor, opening herself up to my gaze. Her clit peeks out from its hood, wet, pink, and needy. I touch it with the tip of my tongue.

“Beg for me, Kitten.”

“Please.”

“You’re so greedy, sucking my fingers inside your body. So fucking hungry for my tongue. Your pussy is dripping with your need. Admit it. You’ve been wet all day. Every time you saw me, heard me speak, you wanted to come.”

My tongue laps a path around her clit, and she whimpers.

“Tell me you hate me.”

“I hate you.” She moans the words.

“Do you want to fuck everyone you hate?”

“No.”

“When I had a hand wrapped into your hair and the other over your mouth today, how wet were you?”

“I wasn’t.”

My fingers stop moving.

She reaches for my wrist. “Please … don’t stop.”

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