I parted my lips and wrapped my fingers under the edge of the table, trying to hold myself steady. “I—”
Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.
“Hmm?” he asked.
The way he grasped my chin in his hand, stared down at me with irises so black that I could’ve sworn that this was a dream, pressed his fingers into me like he owned me. It was an enthralling kind of dominance. The kind that struck fear right into me.
“I meant that—”
He slipped his fingers under my skirt and dragged them lightly against my panties. I clenched and gripped his wrist, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he began to rub them against my clit—harder and faster than before.
I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to keep my breath steady. “Eros,” I breathed. He continued. I dug my nails into his wrist, knees shaking. “Okay. Okay.”
“What was that?”
I didn’t want him to stop. The pressure was building in my core, and I was so close. Yet he slowed his pace, and I groaned.
“Tell me what you meant,” he said. He was staring intently at me, gaze traveling from my eyes to my lips to my legs and watching them shake. When he started to move his fingers faster again, the heat between my legs returned.
Oh, God.
I furrowed my brows. Desperately trying to hold myself together.
Wave after wave of heat hit my core, making it throb. I whimpered. I needed a release so damn badly, and I needed one from him.
Just as I was about to come, he slowed back down. I couldn’t take this torture anymore. It was too damn much.
When I calmed down just enough, he started back up. Repeating this vicious cycle and driving me wild.
“What did you mean, Dani?”
“I—” I could feel him about to slow down again, but I wasn’t going to let him stop now. “I’m impressed. I’m impressed.”
The corners of his lips curled into a smirk. I dropped my hand from his wrist—letting him take all of me—and rested my forehead against his tense shoulder. My pussy clenched. “Don’t stop, Eros.”
And, just like that, Eros pulled his hand away from me and stepped back, a smirk stretching across that damn stunning face of his.
I squeezed my eyes shut and leaned onto the table for support before my knees buckled. “I was so close,” I whispered, trying to steady my breathing.
“I know.”
“Why’d you stop?”
“If I let you cum, I wouldn’t have broken you. I would’ve just given you what you wanted.” He stepped between my legs, pressed his hardness into me, and lightly grasped my chin. “When I break you, you’re going to be begging for me.”
“You’re frustrating.” I pushed myself off of the table and walked into the hallway, leaving him in the kitchen.
“Maybe I’ll let you finish after our date,” he called after me.
I stopped and turned around. “Date?”
“Tomorrow night. Dinner.”
“Fine,” I said.
Tomorrow morning Kasey would show me the tricks, and tomorrow night I would finally get a chance to use them against the master himself.
CHAPTER 21
Dani
“I almost lost the game yesterday!” I said, hurrying into Kasey’s apartment and clutching the strap of my purse. Even if I didn’t technically lose, the feel of Eros’s fingers on my body were still tormenting me in the most frustrating way possible. “I need your help now!”
She placed her hands on my shoulders and pursed her red lips. “Calm down, Dani. I’m sure it’s not that bad.”
My eyes widened. “Oh no, no, no. You have no idea. I haven’t flirted like this for five years. I think I’ve lost it.”
“Called it,” Aarav said from the couch. Kasey shushed him and led me to the living room. Mycah was curled into the crook of Aarav’s arm, resting her head on his shoulder. “What happened?”
After lying right down on her red living room rug and letting out a scream of frustration, I sat back up and furrowed my brows. “Okay, well. Things happened last night, and they might happen again tonight.”
Mycah sat up, grinning from ear to ear. “Did you sleep with him?”
“No.” Sex with Eros, though. That was something to think about. If he could make me crazy with just his fingers, how would I react to all of him? I probably would have a heart attack.
“Did you kiss him?” Kasey asked.
“No.”
“Did you beg for him?” Aarav said.
“Um, not really.”
Kasey cocked a brow. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well…” I rubbed my palms together, trying to keep myself calm, but the thoughts of last night were plaguing my mind. Tingles spread to every part of my body just thinking about Eros.
Aarav inhaled deeply and looked over at Kasey with hazy eyes. Kasey smiled at him, then turned back to me. “Well, you didn’t lose then.” She pulled Aarav from the couch and whispered something to him, giving him a pointed look. Aarav smiled sheepishly at her.
Then Kasey clapped her hands together and ushered me to the couch to where Aarav had been sitting. “It’s time to teach you the tricks.”
“Step one: eye contact,” she said. She gazed into Aarav’s eyes. “Direct and confident.”
Okay, not too bad. I could handle staring into those piercing green eyes. Maybe not confidently because his stare was intense, but I could at least try.
Aarav gazed into Kasey’s eyes, a slight smirk on his face.
“Step two: tease him.” Her hand moved down Aarav’s torso, barely grazing against his abdomen. She moved closer, her lips hovering over his. She mumbled something inaudible, and Aarav took a deep breath. “A light touch of your fingers, your lips—anything will drive him crazy.”
I gazed back and forth between Kasey and Aarav. The tension between them was undeniable, and I sat there watching with my heart racing—wondering what was coming next.
“And when he’s into it,” Kasey said, mumbling against Aarav’s lips. “Pull away.” When she pulled away from him, he looked like he was high—eyes foggy and distant, lips parted ever so slightly.
I gulped, unsure if I could pull something like that off so well.
“Step three: be direct.” She grabbed Aarav’s hand. “Knowing what you want and how you want it, not only will help Eros pleasure you but it’ll turn him on. He wants to please you.”
I gulped. I could barely speak coherently in front of him sometimes, and she wanted me to tell him exactly what I wanted. I was bound to screw that one up.
She turned to me, a smile on her face. “So, how are you feeling about it?”
“Okay…” I said. She cocked a brow, and I sighed. “It’s so hard with him. He’s so good at this. It’s like it comes naturally to him.”
Aarav chuckled. “It does.”
Kasey elbowed him and snatched his wrist. “We’ll be right back.” She pulled him toward the kitchen.
Mycah placed a hand on my shoulder. “I get your struggle. Sometimes Kasey and Aarav flirt and I just feel so lost, you know?” She pursed her plump brown lips. “But from what I’ve heard Kasey say, it seems like he’s really into you. You could definitely break him.”
“You think so?”
She nodded, her tight curls bouncing around her face. “Definitely! You just have to find something that he likes. Kasey and Aarav—they both love it when I run my hands through their hair. It drives them crazy.”