Page 85 of Ruthless Dream

Adeline has the audacity to laugh when I jerk back. “What?” she teases, her fingers dragging the zipper down. “I thought you liked being my study partner?”

A hiss leaves me when her hand curls around my thickening cock. It’s a dream come true, Adeline Marie on my lap, her hand on my cock, and all on her own accord.

“Your family,” I remind.

I feel her smile when she peppers me with kisses, her lips trailing from my cheeks to my mouth. “Ciaran O’Connell, are you telling me you aren’t a bad boy?”

“Adeline.”

“Does studying turn you on?” Her thumb finds the moisture leaking from the tip of my cock. “Or is somebody a teacher’s pet.”

Her hand firmly grips me, making my head fall back. “Adeline. . .”

She drops to her knees, dragging my pants down as best she can.

“No, you don’t have to.” I try to tug her back.

She swats me away, but I’m serious. Am I desperate? Yes. Do I want her mother to go back to thinking I’m a piece of shit? No.

I’d never thought I’d turn Adeline’s mouth away, but here we are.

My resolve is tested, though, when she speaks softly. “I want to suck your cock.”

“Princess.”

She slaps her hand over my mouth, still hating the nickname. When she removes her hand, her lips hover near mine. “I want to show my thanks. For how helpful you were the other day.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“For how helpful you’ve been while I did my homework.”

My laugh grows. “I definitely did nothing to help you there.”

“Fine. Then I want to suck your cock just because. I know you need it and want it, and I think you really like it.”

She kisses my lips. “I’m really good at sucking you dry, aren’t I, baby?”

The nickname is new and questionable, but I like this side of Adeline. I always have. I’m slowly starting to see all the pieces of her. The introvert who reads at home. The princess who buys too much makeup. The study queen. And the confident woman who is Adeline.

She’s back on her knees, her hand wrapping around my cock. Her tongue licks down my shaft, my hips pushing up because I can’t help it.

“Be good for me,” she chides, in that husky voice.

“Adeline. . .”

“And be quiet,” she teases. “You wouldn’t want my family to hear you while your cock is getting sucked.”

She shouldn’t want that either, but her talk amuses me.

Her tongue flattens against my cock, licking from root to tip. Then her warm mouth encases me, and I become a begging man.

I was the first to take Adeline’s cunt, but she’s had practice with her mouth. It’s something that pisses me off, but when her mouth is around me, nothing else matters.

My hand digs into her hair, and her eyes meet mine. It’s subtle how she changes, but I feel the shift in her and her willingness to submit.

I thrust into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She makes a noise.

“Be quiet,” I whisper. “Or your parents will walk in here and see their daughter taking her boyfriend’s cock. We wouldn’t want that, would we?”