A Hurt So Sweet Volume Four (Elite of Eden Falls Prep 4)

Despite my eagerness to give up control, I'm getting closer and closer to the edge, and I know I'm going to start begging for a release soon. I can't stop myself. I just want some relief, a moment to forget about the mess that is my life.

"Please," I whisper. "Please, Dex, let me have it."

"You want to come?" he grunts against my body, licking me with agonizingly slow motions. "Tell me you want to come, toy."

"Please, Dexter, I've waited for so long... Don't I deserve it? Please!"

"What you deserve is to be teased and brought to the edge over and over again," he mutters. He spreads my pussy open with his fingers and I moan when the cool air hits my exposed center. He'

s barely even touching me and I'm so close already. How fucking embarrassing. "I wonder if you can come like this, toy..."

"No," I beg. "Please, I need more."

I struggle beneath him but it's useless. He's too strong. The only way I'll have an orgasm now is if he decides to give it to me.

"I can't fuck you," he muses. "You're too sensitive from the operation. I'll just have to think of something else."

He flicks my clit and I cry out, making him laugh as I dissolve into a myriad of pleases.

"Please," I cry out again. "Don't torture me, Dex! Let me have it..."

"I wonder how close you are. How little I'd have to do to make you break..." He gets up from the bed and I cry out in protest, but he ignores me. He grabs an unused makeup brush from my vanity and returns, and my eyes widen when he begins to run the soft bristles over my pussy.

It's torture.

Absolute torture.

And I fucking love it.

It doesn't take long for me to start begging again, and Dex continues his torturous treatment, brushing me excruciatingly slowly and stopping the moment I get too close.

He seems to sense I won't be able to take it for much longer though, and he hesitates for a moment, brush poised above my clit.

"Beg me," he says. It's an order, not a question, and I swallow thickly, allowing my inner slut to come out as I begin to plead for a release I didn't even know I wanted.

"Please, Dexter." My voice is small and frail. It's so embarrassing, and yet my neediness won't allow me to feel embarrassed. I'm too close for that. "Please, just one, please, I need it so bad... Let your toy come, Dex, please, I'll do anything."

"Anything?" he repeats, brushing my clit in circles that make my eyes roll back. "You'll even try to be happy for me?"

"Anything," I repeat desperately. "Anything, Dex, please!"

"Swear," he grunts.

"I swear!" I'm practically screaming now, painfully close to an orgasm and unable to resist my desperation anymore. "Please, Dex, I swear, let me, let me, let me!"

He removes the brush and his mouth comes back. He sucks my clit so hard I think I'm going to faint from the sensation alone. The orgasm bubbles inside me, threatening to spill over the edge.

"You can't, can you?" he smirks from between my legs. "You need permission like a good little toy..."

"Give it to me," I plead. "Permission, please, let me, fuck Dexter, please!"

He laughs at me and continues to torture me with his tongue. He brings me to the brink of insanity. If he won't let me come now, I'm going to start sobbing. But just as I'm about to beg again, the magic words drop.

"Come for me, fucktoy."

I come apart for the first time in months, relishing in the sweet submission I can only experience with the boy who hates me. I scream out my release and it echoes in the empty Manor. I let him have it all, and I don't hold anything back as I allow my body to convulse with the release I've been holding back for so long.

Dex doesn't stop until my screams turn into soft little cries. That's when he pulls me into his arms. I probably look like a mess, but I'm past the point of caring. He takes care of me, and I let him. Firm, strong hands smooth my hair. A dark but soothing whisper tells me to rest, and he holds me as I drift to the first real sleep in a week.