Page 55 of Filthy Elites

I capture her face between my hands. “He’s not going to find you.”

“You don’t know him. He’s resourceful.”

“So am I. He’ll have to go through me to get to you, darling.”

She closes her eyes as her expression crumples. “I don’t need a fake knight in shining armor, Jason. Don’t pretend you’re my savior just because a bigger bully is threatening to take away your toy.”

“You’re not a toy, damn it!”

She looks into my eyes. “Prove it.”

How do I prove something that hasn’t even taken proper shape in my head? My feelings for her are blurry and turbulent. When I don’t answer immediately, she begins to lean away from me.

Fuck it. That’s it. It’s time to step off the edge. The fall might destroy me or set me free.

I kiss her but it’s not the bruising, rough kisses she’s used to receiving from me. It’s tender, and so damn sweet, it might give me a toothache. Her lips are soft and pliable, but her tongue is fire. With a groan, I deepen the kiss, tilting her head to the side so I can drown in her. My pulse is going at a hundred miles an hour and the sense that I’m freefalling is real.

Euphoria is making my heart beat at the speed of light. I refuse to look too closely at the reasons. I nudge her back until we’re both lying in bed, facing each other. I’m burning for her, but today, I want to take things slowly, so I run my fingers down her arms, wishing they were bare. She took off her uniform jacket at one point, but the button-down shirt is still in place.

Her arm sneaks around my waist, and then she grabs the back of my jacket, twisting the fabric with her fingers. We don’t speak, we don’t break apart for air. I don’t know what’s on her mind, but all I can think about is how right it feels to be with her.

I surrender to the emotions as I explore her body with my hands. Crazy giddiness makes me laugh when I discover she’s still naked underneath her skirt. I take my time playing with her, alternating between teasing her clit with my fingers and fucking her with them. Her moans and sighs breathe life into me.

“Jason… I need you.”

“I’m right here, babe.” I kiss the corner of her mouth.

“I want you inside of me.”

Ah hell. There goes my idea of making out for hours. I can’t deny her request when it makes my balls so tight, I’m afraid I’ll lose my mind if I don’t fuck her right this second.

I jump off the bed to get rid of my clothes. Isabelle leans on her elbows and watches me with heat in her eyes. Her lips are red and a little swollen already, making them even more kissable.

I’m dying to get back in bed with her, but I don’t hurry. I shrug off my jacket first, and then unbutton my shirt painfully slowly. Her chest is heaving, making her breasts strain against the fabric that covers them.

When her eyes drop to my naked chest, it brings a satisfied smile to my lips. “Do you like what you see, darling?”

She flicks her gaze back to mine. “You know I do. You’ve always been the handsome devil I couldn’t resist.”

I couldn’t resist you either, beautiful.

The thought remains unspoken. It’s too open, too honest.

“It’s your turn now.”

Her hands are shaking as she unfastens her shirt’s buttons.

“Are you nervous?” I ask.

She nods as she parts her top. Her bra is simple cotton and a little see-through. But it fastens in the front. With a flick of her fingers, she releases the clasp. It just occurred to me that I’ve never taken the time to appreciate them properly. And now I can’t wait to feast on them.

“Your pants.” Her voice is raspy and sultry.

Jesus, this girl will be my undoing.

Who are you kidding, Jason? She already is.

I get rid of my pants and briefs in one movement, but I’m done staying away from her. I pounce, aiming first for her sweet pussy. She opens her legs for me as I disappear underneath her skirt. I love her taste so damn much. I flick my tongue across her clit and then suck the little nub into my mouth. She arches her back, letting out a throaty moan that almost makes me come on the spot.

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