His Naughty Lessons-Chapter 246: Sorry, Baby!

** Harper **

To her surprise and horror, Eli didn’t pull away. Instead, a devilish chuckle brushed across her inner ear, making the tingles flare up again way too easily.

"Scared?" he whispered. "Say the chicken word and I’ll stop."

"..."

This shameless man! Did he really have no modesty himself to feel frightened by getting caught?

"I’m not a chi—" Harper hissed, though she quickly caught herself before the chicken word slipped from her tongue. Would that count as saying a safeword? Would that count as giving up on the game and admitting that she had no guts to live up to the dare?

Her heart rate kicked up a whole other level. Scared as she was of being discovered in such a state, she couldn’t simply let him think of her as a coward either. No way she’d hand him the perfect opportunity on a silver platter to call her chicken for the rest of her life!

"I’m not scared!" she declared, as quietly as she could yet not without a vehement tone. The logical part of her brain lost the battle again, both to the adrenaline rush and to the barely subdued heat that was still lying low yet sure inside her. "I didn’t tell you to stop! That was just a warning for you to keep your noise down and— umm ..."

Her excuses turned into another gasp when the hand under her bodice instantly came back to life, slithering silently across her chest and closing those wicked fingers around the neglected nipple on the other side.

"Ah, I misunderstood." The devil behind her chuckled once more. "I will most definitely stay quiet. Which is actually very easy for me ... considering how nice and soft and well lubricated you are."

His other hand proved the point by sliding lower down her center, stroking her slippery folds.

... Damn, but the people outside were still coming closer and closer!

Harper bit her lips as another bolt of electric heat crackled through her whole body, making her tingle all the way to the tip of her fingers. Trying everything she could to slow down her heavy breathing, she strained her ears, attempting to locate the whereabouts of their unwanted audience.

"... modern style ..."

"... my favorite anime character ..."

"... yep, a great place to start ..."

Hmm. Sounded like they were at the contemporary anime booths then. Which shouldn’t be too—

Her thoughts slammed to an abrupt stop when the hand under her corset moved again, giving her nipple a shockingly hard twist, whereas the other hand tightened over her core, that evil finger dipping inside her.

The pleasure awakened by those touches was so sudden, so blissful that she couldn’t control it anymore. A cry tore out of her as her inner muscles clenched instinctively around him, hungrily swallowing him in, eager for more.

And then the next moment, the voices outside died into a scary silence.

Harper froze.

Even with the roaring fire burning and throbbing everywhere inside her, she felt the surge of dread petrifying her limbs with terror. Oh no no no no no ... They heard her! The people outside heard that moan! Now everyone would be wondering who the perverted creep inside the photo booth was, maybe even laugh at her and make fun of her and—

"Ouch, so sorry baby." Eli spoke, snapping her out of that panicked mindlessness. He sounded ... impossibly normal, not the slightest embarrassed, and even his volume was back to usual. "Your hair was caught in the zipper. Let me try get it out more carefully, I promise I won’t pull it like that again."

A moment of intense silence followed.

"Wait, is there a changing room of some sort in here?" A voice came from not too far away. "I thought the pictures are all processed by the machines."

"I thought so too," another voice said. "Let’s take a look at the directory ... Ah, guess what, they do have real costumes! There are a few booths with clothing options provided!" freewёbnoνel.com

"No way!" A third voice exclaimed in excitement. "So that must be one of them just now over there. Where are the rest? Let’s give them a try!"

A few muffled mumbles later, the voices continued merrily, moving away toward the opposite side of the floor.

Harper’s tensed up body finally went slack.

And then she heard the devil behind her again, his voice back to its low and dangerously amused timber, "How I love innocent girls ... So easy to trick."

"... Eli!" Epiphany hit her like a lightning strike straight to the head, making her eyes go wide. "You did that on purpose! Innocent your ass, you tricked me! You—"

She was totally going to level up on her cursing vocabulary right then, if not for the finger that was still inside her suddenly starting to move again, picking back up the unfinished business and immediately turning her into a helpless puddle. She snapped her mouth shut hastily, not daring to make another sound that required those imaginary zippers to take the blame.

"Don’t lie, you liked the thrill." Eli’s gloating was so blatant that she didn’t even need to look back to see the smirk on his face. "You tightened up all over when you were scared ... especially here." He swirled that finger buried deep inside, illustrating the "here".

... Damn, if only he wasn’t right.

Harper swallowed another whimper as waves of pleasure soared higher and higher. Maybe there was indeed a mischievous, thrill-seeking part of her that she never knew existed before. Or maybe being with this shameless man would simply guarantee to bring that hidden side out of even the most innocent girl. Either way, he was a hundred percent speaking the truth, and even now, the occasional drift of conversations that kept coming from the other side of the floor only coaxed her further, pushing her closer and closer to the final edge.

"You’re evil." She admitted her defeat with a sigh.

"And you like it too," the devil said smugly, and she shuddered once more as that wicked finger stroked a maddening circle against her front wall, just the way to send her right to the brink.

The throbbing tension that had been winding up for too long finally snapped, and her knees buckled. A deep moan broke free, though this time, she remembered to bury her face into his arm, and she bit into those hard muscles as she shattered, muffling all the sounds.