Page 38 of Beyond The Break

I regret the words as soon as they slip past my lips. My eyes widen as I hold his gaze, mortified. His mouth parts and his gaze darkens again. I’m in deep, deep shit.

“Is that your way of asking me to fuck you, sunshine?”

“What would you do if you could?”

I have no idea where the courage came from to ask him that, but I stand my ground and hold his gaze. He curses under his breath as he stares down at me.

“Well, for starters you wouldn’t be whimpering quietly when you come from my cock, you’d be screaming. Begging me to keep going.”

He lifts his hand and tucks a strand of loose hair behind my eyes, his thumb grazing my cheekbone. My jaw drops at the admission and his gaze lowers to my mouth.

“The things I would do to that mouth, too,” he mumbles as my heart fights to break free.

“I’m going to bed,” I say abruptly, though it comes out more like a breathless whisper, as I place my hands on his hard chest and start to push him toward my door. He smirks cockily, as if he won our little back and forth war.

“It’s early.”

“It’s like one thirty in the morning,” I huff.

He dazzles me with a lazy grin. “Tell me what you were thinking of while you played with yourself.”

“Griffin, I have no id?—”

“Was it me?”

I freeze, my eyes bouncing around the room as I search for a black hole to jump into. I hear him chuckle as he lifts my chin up, forcing me to look into those mischievous eyes.

“I’m honored to have helped you experience your first orgasm, sunshine.”

“Shut up,” I say, grinding my teeth, “and get out.”

“Okay, okay,” he says, holding his hands up in submission, “I won’t push any further.”

He walks backwards, toward my door, his amused eyes never leaving mine as his grin widens. Before he opens my room door, he adjusts his sweatpants, drawing my eyes toward his growing erection.

Why does it look massive!?

Breathing becomes exponentially more difficult.

“Good night, Eliana,” he says, the lazy smirk returning to his face as he opens my door and steps out into the hallway.

“Good night, Griffin.” I say, my voice tight.

When I hear the click of my room door, I rush toward the light switch and flick it off, jumping straight under my thick comforter. I grab my spare pillow and press it over my face, screaming into it as my chest throbs. My mind doesn’t stand a chance against my heart.

TWELVE

GRIFFIN

I hearEliana’s muffled scream from behind her door and chuckle quietly as I walk back to my room. She’s even cuter when she’s flustered but damn, I wasn’t expecting to get so turned on by the thought of her playing with herself. I’m still riding on a high from finding out that she was thinking about me while doing it; the thought alone causing my hard cock to twitch.

I’ve been trying to keep as much distance between us as possible but it’s proving harder and harder each time I speak with her. She’s an extremely frustrating distraction, but I can’t deny the attraction I feel for her. In every interaction we have, I notice how her body responds to me, goosebumps trailing her soft skin or a deep blush forming along her chest to her freckled face. I knew she was attracted to me from the moment she first met me, but I never in a million years would have expected her to go as far as to think about me while she fingers herself.

The realization was the ego boost that I’ve been needing, the validation I’ve been searching for, but the adrenaline rush to my dick confirmed to her that the attraction was mutual. Itwas hard to hide it, what, with her flushed skin and scattered breathing? Not even her Avocado pajama pants could have turned me away after seeing her looking at me the way she was.

As soon as she had opened her door and I saw her face, I knew what she had just finished doing. The way her eyes rounded in horror now making more sense.

“Fuck,” I groan, leaning against my desk as I pull my cock from my sweatpants, slowly stroking the hard length as I think back to her curvy ass in her half-body wetsuit.

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