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“They said your fingers are better than other guys’ tongues.” She arched an eyebrow. “I guess I can thank you two for not telling them my real name. Because I’m getting all the campus gossip. If they knew who I really was, they wouldn’t have said shit.”
My hand stayed around her throat, but my half-assed attempts at stopping her from undoing my belt halted. By this point, she was unbuttoning my pants. I had her against the wall right near the stairs and my gaze went up, making sure we were still alone.
“After what you did, what makes you think there’s any part of me that wants to give you pleasure?” I asked in a low voice, trying to keep my sanity. I’d wanted her the second I saw her on the basketball court a few nights ago. When I found out it was her, my rage only tangled with the need to hear my name fall from her lips.
The loathing I had for her was mirrored in her gaze, and my cock twitched when another thought invaded my mind. I wanted to see the conflict of her hate and pleasure when I touched her. I wanted her to beg me until I gave in to what she was craving. I knew it would drive her fucking crazy for me to have any sort of control over her. And now that it was on my mind, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
“If you give me something, I’ll repay the favor.” She pulled down my zipper. “I don’t want sex. Just an orgasm.”
I hissed out a breath when her hand dipped into my boxers, and she grabbed my cock. Her eyes widened when her fingers wrapped around my impressive length. With a smirk, I kept my hold on her throat, letting my other hand wander down to her hip. I tugged her dress up a little more, curious whether she was serious about doing this. A slice of unease passed through her eyes, but she arched her back, pushing herself closer to me.
Eli’s words from a couple of nights ago echoed through my head, nearly making me stop. I wasn’t stupid. She was doing this for a reason. More than likely to try and get between Eli and me. And if he found out about this, he was going to be pissed. But I could spin this for our benefit. Sex could just be another way to get inside her head. I groaned when she moved her hand, brushing the tip of my cock.
As long as she didn’t get in my head first. Because fuck. Her hand felt amazing. I could only imagine what her pussy would feel like.
“This changes nothing,” I warned her, slipping my hand under her dress. “If you think touching my cock will make this year easier, you better stop now.”
“All we’re doing is trading favors,” she breathed out.
She continued to stroke my cock as I pushed her panties to the side. My fingers brushed her already soaking pussy, and my teeth slammed together. I wanted to throw her on the table and strip her bare. This wasn’t going to be enough. My eyes darted back up the stairs. It would have to be for now. There was too much of a chance of someone walking in on us.
Her eyes fluttered closed as I circled her clit. Her hand didn’t stop as I returned the pleasure she was giving me. I pulled my hand away from her neck and rested my palm on the wall next to her head.
I rubbed her clit, trying a few different things to see what she responded to. From the way her chest began heaving, she was enjoying it all. Deciding to test the boundaries, I pinched her clit, and heat rushed straight to my already rock-hard cock when she moaned.
“Open your eyes,” I demanded, wanting to witness what I was doing to her.
“No.”
Frowning, I slowed my movements. “Open them. Now.”
“I told you I wanted an orgasm.” She kept her eyes squeezed shut. “I don’t need to see the asshole who’s giving it to me.”
This fucking girl.
She had my cock at her mercy, and I was nearly on the verge of coming before her. Which never fucking happened. At the same time, my head was screaming because she was the last person I should be doing this with. She’d made my life hell, and here I was, rewarding her for it.
“Open your eyes,” I told her again. “Or that orgasm you so desperately want isn’t going to fucking happen.”
Her hand on my cock stilled. Seeing she was going to need a bit more motivation, I slid a finger inside her, letting my thumb take over on her clit. Her breath hitched when I added a second finger and curled them. The faster I went, the more unsteady she became on her heels. Her hand didn’t move from my cock, and she braced herself against the wall. Again, I slowed down, and her whimper had me wanting to take her right there.
“Open them,” I murmured gruffly.
Her eyes snapped open, and I was transfixed by the heat in them. Heat smothered with hate. She was despising how she was reacting to my actions. Yet she wanted it bad enough not to stop me. And she opened her eyes when I told her to. I didn’t want to admit how much I enjoyed that.
“Keep them open,” I began circling her clit again, “or I stop for good.”
A muscle in her jaw tensed, but she kept her gaze on me. Our eyes were locked on each other as I brought her near the edge. Her grip around my cock tightened as her pupils dilated. I didn’t stop the assault on her clit, even when she cried out as she came. I tore my eyes from her for a split second to glance to the stairs. Her thighs clenched together, trapping my hand as her entire body trembled.
Just like that, I found my new addiction. I wanted to see her come again. Fuck me.
After a few moments, her gaze cleared, and she grinned. Her hand slid up and down my cock.
“This wasn’t exactly what I planned,” she muttered, and I barely heard her as my body reacted to what she was doing to me. “But this works too.”
Before I knew what was happening, she slipped under my arm and was halfway up the stairs. She was fast as hell, even with heels on.
“You’re going to regret that the next time we do this,” I warned, my cock aching.
