Torment Her (Rebels At Sterling Prep #5) - Caitlyn Dare Page 0,59
balk. “You think any of this is fair? I didn’t ask for this to happen, I didn’t ask for any of it.” I know I should probably give him a break. He didn’t ask for any of this either, but I’m so tired of hurting, of feeling unloved, used and abused. I just want to be safe in his arms.
“Shh, babe.” His expressions darkens. “I know you didn’t, I know—”
“Don’t,” I breathe out as he starts to come toward me. “Unless you’re going to give me what I need, just don’t.”
Conner’s eyes screw closed as he inhales a ragged breath. “I want to, fuck I want to. More than anything.” His voice cracks. “But you’ve got to let me work through some stuff.”
When his eyes open again they glitter with guilt and regret. “I love you, K. So fucking much. But I need time.”
Conner’s eyes slip down my body again, and I can feel the shift in him. He wants me, he just can’t see past everything.
An idea sparks in my head. Maybe he just needs a little push in the right direction.
Sliding my hand to my bare stomach, I trail my fingers around my navel and down to the waistband of my shorts.
A low growl vibrates in his chest as he inches closer. “Kenny...” It’s a warning, but I don’t stop.
I glide my hand up my stomach, pushing my pajamas away to reveal my bare breasts. Conner’s breath catches in his throat and he swallows roughly, unable to take his eyes off my body.
“What are you doing?” he grits out.
“If you won’t touch me, then I’ll just have to do it myself.” I squeeze my breast, arching into my touch. It feels good, and heat pools deep in my stomach. But it’s not enough. I need more.
I need Conner.
“Stop.” It’s a pained sigh. His eyes are hooded, heavy with lust.
“You want me,” I whisper. “I know you do.”
“Fuck yeah, I do. I want to feel my cock in your tight little pussy.” He palms himself through his jeans. “I want to watch you ride me, K, taking my cock like a champ.”
“Conner...” I breathe, a flash of lust rolling through me.
“But I can’t...” His head hangs low. “Just give me time. Please.”
“If you can’t help me, Conner... there’s the door...” My hand slips into my pajama bottoms. Shivers run through me as my warm fingers meet my sensitive skin.
“Fuck,” he grits out. “Fuck.”
“Con—”
“Take them off,” he commands, his voice all deep and growly. It sends bolts of desire through me, pinning me to the spot.
I lick my lips as I push my shorts and panties off my hips and wriggle them down my legs.
“Let me see.” His eyes are blown with lust, his jaw slack with fascination.
I bend my knees a little, letting my legs fall to the side.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” He drags his thumb over his bottom lip, watching me. Stalking me like a predator toying with its prey.
Liquid lust courses through my veins. The way he says the words gives me no doubt he means it, but my heart is heavy, knowing he still can’t touch me.
“Touch yourself for me, K. Show me how you like it.”
My fingers slide between my pussy lips and I gasp at the sensation.
“Fuck yeah.” Conner snaps his belt open and unbuttons his jeans, pulling his cock free. It’s hard and heavy in his hand, and I want nothing more than to feel it inside me.
“Push two fingers inside your pussy and ride them.” He closes a fist around his cock and starts pumping slowly.
My head falls back on a whimper as I follow his instructions, finger fucking myself.
“Eyes, K. Give me your eyes.”
My body coils tightly at the sheer lust in his voice. But it’s nothing compared to what I see in his hooded gaze when my eyes find his staring down at me.
“Fuck, babe. Do you have any idea how hot you look right now? Imagine me, Kenny, imagine me riding your tight little body. My fingers digging into your hips, your legs wrapped around my waist. I’m so fucking hard for you, babe.”
“Con...” I breathe, pushing my fingers deeper, curling them inside and rubbing the spot I know will make me shatter.
“Touch your clit. Make yourself come. Now.” The words tear from his lungs in a grunt of sheer need.
I press my thumb down on my clit and an intense wave of pleasure crashes over me, my body quivering as I cry out his name.