Page 371 of Eternal
He let out a low, unamused chuckle, his hand drifting down to my hip, holding me firmly in place. His mouth brushed my ear as he spoke, “You're awfully loud for someone who’s hiding for her life.”
I shifted, arching back into him, as his hand slid down, fingers ghosting over the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. His fingers stopped, barely short of anything truly scandalous, making my pulse race.
“Awfully touchy today, but I strangely need it.” I let out.
He kissed the crook of my neck, pressing his fingers a little closer. “You’re too tense. Let me help you,partner.” A lick, behind my ear, slow and long, “Consider this stress relief.”
His hand slipped beneath my dress again, this time rougher, his fingers slick with his own cum on the lace panties I’d taken off earlier and now wore again.
He grinned darkly. “Ohfuck, I forgot you had these on.”
I leaned my head back on his shoulder, breath shaky but relaxed. “It is stress relieving.”
A whimper, a moan maybe, I don’t know but I was still really sensitive. It's insane how easily my body replies to him. It’s not fire, it’s tender, even the pleasure I feel right now, it’s building slowly, but it's pleasant.
Then, from the narrow crack in the closet door, I caught movement. One of the guards was close, really close to the closet.He was distracted, keys in hand, unaware of what was hidden only feet away. And his friend took a glass from the bar at the end of the office to take a drink.
Not the time for them to have a conversation for fuck’s sake.
Damir’s hand came up and gently covered my mouth. “Shhh,” he murmured against my ear. “Come on. Be quiet for me.”
I froze for a second, breath caught under his palm. Then his fingers found their way deeper inside me, curling, pressing hard against my clit, slow but insistent, like he wanted to keep me right on the edge but calm enough.
My mouth was sealed by his hand, but his voice was warm and steady in my ear. “It’s me. You can feel that, right,partner?”
I nodded against his palm, heart hammering.
It’shim. And it feels good. It feelssafe. Even in this situation it's safer than it ever was with anyone else.
Close your eyes. It’s him.
“I really want you to feel good. I want you to trust that you’re safe. No need to stress,” he whispered, fingers curling tighter. “Nothing else matters.”
The guard’s footsteps faded as he walked away.
His fingers moved faster, harder, curling deep inside me, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. The rush hit me, raw, fiercely, shaking me to my core.
A sharp inhale caught under his palm.
“You need to hold it for me,” Damir whispered, “Only a few seconds more,baby. He’s getting out.”
I clenched, desperate to obey, every muscle tight and trembling. He pulled back, lips brushing my ear with a dark smile. “You can let go now, Azra.”
He turned me around and caught my moan in a kiss.
The office door clicked shut behind them.
Silence.
We stayed still for another breath. Maybe two.
Then before he reached for the closet door, he leaned in. “Now you can focus,” he murmured, the corner of his mouth brushing my jaw. “Got that out of your system?”
I exhaled, steadier than before. My legs were still shaky, but my head was clearer. “Shut up,” I muttered.
He smirked. “Back to work, then.”
The door opened, and we stepped out.
