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He pulled back, and not only did I hate the dark for other reasons, but I also hated it because I couldn’t see him. I pictured his gray eyes, all hooded with ecstasy and lust. “And it didn’t work,” he stated.

I moaned when his hips pushed upward, momentarily pausing the ache in between my legs. “No.”

His hands stopped moving over my body, and I heard him take a rough swallow. “Maybe we shouldn’t…”

My palms found his shoulders, and I pushed down onto him again and whispered, “Please don’t make me feel any more damaged than I already am.”

He rubbed his hardness over my middle, as if he was unable to stop. “Madeline, I’m trying to be a good guy right now. I’ll make you feel good, if that’s what you want. But not if you’re going to regret it later.”

“I’m sure we will both regret it later, but don’t make me beg, Eric.” My stomach dipped when I felt his warm breath linger over my mouth.

“Tell me if you want me to stop.”

I didn’t have a chance to tell him okay, because seconds later his mouth covered mine so roughly I lost my breath. His hands were on my hips, moving me back and forth over his hardness as his tongue assaulted my mouth. I moaned, the friction from below making me act downright desperate. He bit my lip hard, bringing me back down from my high before whispering, “If you’re not quiet, I can’t do what you need.”

I nodded, unable to speak.

“The last thing we need is your father to come looking.”

I clenched my thighs around him. Jesus. What was wrong with me? That thought should have scared me to death. I should have climbed off Eric’s lap at the mere thought of my father being near, but it did the opposite. For some reason, the thought of getting caught made me burn even hotter—which was so fucked up.

He was right. I was playing a dangerous game. Eric made me feel invincible. And he was causing my body to react in ways that I’d never ever be able to replicate. I was begging for him to touch me, for him to make the ache disappear, and that was a welcome thought because I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel like that again.

Eric’s hand left my waist, and the disappointment was like getting hit by a truck, but when his fingers skimmed the skin above my hip, the disappointment evaporated. I lost focus. I felt dizzy. His lips were back on mine, and they were so soft and plump that I had a hard time not sinking my teeth into them. He was driving me wild.

When his hand crept underneath my bra and the pad of his thumb brushed over my nipple, my eyes shot open. “Eric.” My whisper turned into a breathy moan.

“Shh,” he hushed. “Just enjoy the ride. I know what you need. Let me give it to you.”

I ground my hips over him, needing to feel that rough sensation. I threw my head back and gasped as he pinched my nipple. Warmth washed over me, and my toes began to tingle.

“Please,” I begged, not caring how desperate I sounded. I’d get on my hands and knees if I had to. “Mmhm.” His teeth grazed my ear, and goosebumps covered my body. His other hand, the one moving me back and forth over his jeans, went into the front of my leggings and underneath my lacy underwear.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

I lifted my body up, needing his fingers to do their magic. His thumb flicked over my clit, and I pushed my hips forward. “This…this is good.”

“I know, baby. Fuck my hand, Madeline. Make yourself feel good. You said you were selfish. Show me how much.”

Death by Eric’s dirty mouth sounded like a great way to go. I sunk down when his finger entered me and pressed my forehead to his. “Oh my God,” I croaked, moving my hips back and forth. “Eric.”

“Shh. That’s it, baby. Find that spot.”

He needed to stop. He had to stop talking like that. I was on the urge of professing my love to him. I was high. Eric was a drug. His fingers, his mouth, his voice. His heart. All of it.

“It feels too…” My hips were moving; his fingers were pumping in and out, his thumb brushing over my sensitive clit.

“Good. It’s to

o fucking good.”

Eric's mouth was on mine, and it only made things that much hotter. I felt the tightening down below and the spark of warmth start on my scalp.

“Come for me, Maddie.”

My hips moved faster, chasing a high that I was absolutely and irrevocably in love with. My entire body went into shock as I came. Eric’s lips sealed my mouth shut, drowning out any possible noise that wanted to come out.

A heavy breath left me as I collapsed on him, my entire mind and body sated.


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