A Hurt So Sweet Volume One (Elite of Eden Falls Prep 1)

“Why don’t you make her take it off?” Caspian suggests, and I turn to face him, grimacing.

“What a grand idea,” Dexter drawls out, retrieving his hand. “Strip, Pandora.”

I shiver under their gazes but don’t make a move. Dexter advances on me, slapping my cheek lightly, but hard enough to make me take a step back. “Fucking right now.”

I want to say no. I want to deny him. I’m eager to prove him wrong, but my body isn’t.

My hands tremble as I undo the zipper down the side of the dress. The sequins and the silk slip down my body, gathering in a pool by my feet. I step out of the dress, now in nothing but lingerie and my heels.

“Well, her tits make up for everything else.” Caspian whistles, staring at me with newfound admiration. “Would you look at that? She’s blushing. How fucking adorable.”

“It is, isn’t it,” Dex mutters, running his fingertips over my skin.

“Can I go?” I ask shakily, and they both laugh at me.

“You want to walk out there in nothing but your underwear?” Caspian inquires.

“Be my guest.” Dex’s smirk is cruel and unyielding. “But you’re not allowed to put your dress back on.”

I weigh up my options and hate myself even more when I realize I don’t want to leave. I want them watching me. Touching me. Telling me all the nasty, depraved things that make juices trickle down my inner thigh.

“I think we’ve wasted enough time here,” Dexter informs me. “I want to feel your mouth. I want to know what you taste like. Why don’t you give me a little kiss, toy?”

I hesitate, but his arm wraps around my waist the next moment, pulling me against him. “No is not an acceptable answer.”

“I wasn’t going to say no,” I whisper, hating myself for admitting it to him.

His eyes flash with surprise, then a smug smile takes over his face. God, why did I have to say that? He has me right where he wants me now.

Dexter’s eyes linger on mine.

“I didn’t tell you where, did I, toy?”

He unzips his pants, and my eyes widen as he takes out his cock. He’s too big to fit anywhere. I doubt I could take him in my mouth, much less in my other holes.

I force myself to look back up at him, muttering, “You can’t be serious.”

“Dead serious,” he replies. “Give him a little kiss now, toy. Don’t be shy.”

I hesitate, but Caspian appears behind me, forcing me to my knees. I mewl as he pushes me forward, and my lips make contact with Dexter’s swollen, precum-drenched tip.

He growls my name out loud and I look up at him, my lips parting to allow him entry.

I want to be the one to make him fall apart. The realization is shocking, making me burn with shame.

I want to be the one to make him groan. But he’s just getting a feel for me now. Seeing if he likes it.

“Kiss it,” he demands, and I allow my tongue to dart out between my lips despite my better judgement, tasting him.

He pulls back after groaning, the faint hint of a smile still present on his face.

“Not bad,” he mutters while Caspian laughs in the background. I’d managed to completely forget about him for the short time Dex had my lips pressed against his dick.

“What does he taste like?” Caspian asks now, and I lock eyes with Dexter, fearing that he’ll make me answer.

“Tell him, toy.”

“Summer,” I whisper, and my body arches toward him involuntarily. “Salt. Sea. The sun.”