Page 425 of Eternal
“That’s why I’m gonna make it worse… before I make it better.”
She exhales, sharp and desperate, half a laugh, half a curse. “I hate you,” she mutters.
I tilt my head. “Yeah?” I press closer, voice low in her ear. “Then why are you so wet for me?”
She glares. “I’m not.”
“Liar,” I whisper, kissing the inside of her thigh, right where her pulse stutters.
I hook my fingers into the waistband of her pants and start dragging them down, painfully slow.
“I’m gonna make you beg,” I say, eyes still locked on hers. “Or I’ll keep you tied up all night.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Oh, I would.” I grin. “You think I’d waste having you like this? All spread out and soaked on my bed? Not a fucking chance.”
Another firework cracks outside, red light cuts across her skin, catching the sheen of her chest, the silk around her wrists, the softness of her mouth as she watches me.
“People are celebrating something stupid,” I murmur, kissing my way up her thigh, “but I’m celebrating you. You deserve the fireworks.”
Her eyes meet mine, dazed, bratty, and gorgeous.
I grin again. “But still… birthday girl’s gotta earn her orgasms.”
I lean down, mouth ghosting over her collarbone, teeth grazing skin to make her shiver. “This cunt’s mine tonight. You get that?”
Her breath hitches, eyes wide but trusting,alwaystrusting, that’s what makes it all mine.
My hand slides up to cup her breast, squeezing hard. Then a sharp slap, not cruel, all it took to make her jerk, skin burning where my palm landed.
I grin, meeting her mouth again, kissing below her ear.
“Open your eyes.”
She huffs a laugh, not moving.
“Come on,partner,” I tease, licking a slow stripe up her neck. “Don’t make me ask twice.”
She finally opens them, our eyes lock, and we both laugh.
Then I kiss her hard, not gentle, not sweet. It’s messy, heated, like I’m trying to taste the sound she made when I slapped her earlier. Her mouth opens for me, and I slide my tongue against hers, slow, deep. She moans into it, and I smile right into her mouth.
“See?” I murmur. “That’s better.”
“Stop smiling like that.” she pants, still grinning.
“Mmh, Can’t,” I mutter, moving my mouth to her collarbone, biting hard enough to make her gasp. “Soft. So fucking soft.”
I trail lower, kissing my way to her chest, my hand slides down, ghosting over her stomach, fingertips barely brushing where she’s soaked and waiting. Naked now. I can feel it. That heat.
She shudders, hips lifting, begging for contact. and I pull back with a grin.
“Uh-uh. That’s not how this works.”
She lets out the loudest groan, tugging at the ties again. “You’re evil.”
“And you’re soaking through the sheets. So what does that say about you?”
