Page 245 of Lessons in Cruelty

Her body goes liquid under my hands. I watch her expression, transfixed by the way her eyelashes flutter, her mouth opens and closes.

Down I glide my hand. To her stomach.

Between her thighs.

She gasps, her legs spreading for me when I drag my nails over her underwear.

So wet already for anyone who’ll touch her.

“Fucking slut,” I mutter.

Haven’s eyes fly open at the same time her mouth does. There’s a flash of desperation in them before she groans and bucks against my hand, her lips trembling.

It’s all too much.

Too fucking much.

She has no idea how lucky she is that the molly KOd my dick, else I’d be nailing her into this tree right now. I need something to take off the edge, something to give my body the release it’s so badly craving.

I can’t look away from her mouth. How she winces, moans, gasps.

And it’s dark out here, right? Too dark for her to make out my face.

Her eyes are closed anyway. She’s lost to the touch of my fingers as I stroke her clit and pussy through her already soaked underwear.

I turn my head, shrug off my mask, and look back at Haven, expecting her to be staring at me, ready to attack.

But she’s still blissfully unaware of who’s forcing so much pleasure on her.

And fuck, seeing her like that, submissive and vulnerable and so ready, it’s the sweetest hit I’ve ever had. The highest high I’ve ever fucking climbed.

I duck my head, stopping with my mouth an inch from hers.

Can’t do it.

I can’t fucking do it.

Not like this, when it will mean nothing to her. When she might not even fucking remember it tomorrow.

Her breath is on my lips, and I know she can feel mine. But she’s waiting for me to make the first move. Or perhaps not expecting me to.

Sex without the intimacy. Because that’s how she rolls.

My fingers thrust into her so hard she gasps. I keep them buried deep as I grind my palm against her clit. I move my lips to her ear, teasing her soft skin with my teeth.

Kiss the side of her neck, sucking until I leave a mark that I graze with my teeth.

Fucking her hard with my fingers, grinding her clit.

She moans and pants and bucks into my hand, her fingers clawing my chest and shoulders.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” I hear her mumble.

Her pussy clenches around my fingers, wet and hot and greedy, and Jesus how I wish it was my cock inside her instead. But I make it up to her by fucking her harder, beckoning with my fingers like all those Reddit posts said I’m supposed to.

And she moans like she likes it, so I keep doing it.

Her body jerks with each violent thrust until her legs clamp closed, and her back arches, and she lets out a pained whimper as she comes.