It shouldn’t feel this good. Whatever his tongue is doing to me right now shouldn’t bring me so much pleasure.
Victor digs his fingers into my thighs, keeping me in place, as he fucks me with his tongue. I rock my hips, wanting more. Needing him deeper.
But the flicks of his tongue over my clit send me over the edge, and I try to muffle my cry, but I fail.
My insides are throbbing with my release while Victor pulls up my panties and lowers my skirt. I’m still gasping for breath when he spins me around. He places his hand on my cheek, and then his lips are on mine.
“Victor!” someone says.
Victor instantly tenses and jerks away from me.
I glance at the man walking toward us. It’s his father.
“Get the fuck out of here,” Victor hisses, shoving me.
I furrow my brow at the sudden change in his mood, but I don’t want to be here with his father either, so I force my feet to move. My steps are a little weird because I’m wearing heels, and I’m not used to them.
And the orgasm Victor just gave me... Yeah, my head is still spinning.
“You’ll pay me for that,” Jake says, and I glance over my shoulder at him and Victor.
Forthat? Does he mean me? What?
Jake pulls out something that looks like a white card, maybe a keycard, and hands it to Victor, whose face is completely serious. He takes the card and heads in the opposite direction.
I quicken my steps to get out of here before Jake can catch up with me and ask me anything. Maybe he wouldn’t even ask, just threaten me to stay away from his son.
And I should.
I should totally stay away from his damn son.
Chapter 14
ILIE DOWN ON MY BED, staring at the ceiling. Getting Victor out of my head now seems impossible. Why didn’t I just tell him no? It’s because it would’ve been a lie, and I was curious. But I didn’t think his touch would be so... nice. And his mouth so heavenly.
I grab my pillow and put it over my head as I groan into it. How am I going to tell Victor I have no interest in him when I came all over his face? Who’s going to believe me?