Not when she exists, and there’s the smallest, minute chance that I could be … enough.
I swallow. “It terrified me. Because you’re … you.”
She chuckles, her lips still hovering close to mine. “That’s the biggest compliment someone’s ever given me.”
“Really?” I frown. “Because you are fucking gorgeous.”
“You think I’m pretty? That’s cute.” An immediate blush follows when she smirks.
“I’m just saying …”
“I know. But being pretty isn’t everything,” she says, and she glances at Carlo’s body. “People get scared once they realize what I’m capable of. So I keep things casual. No strings attached.”
“Casual murder,” I muse.
She chuckles again and shoves me. “And you fucking love it, admit it.”
It’s true, I do love helping her realize her full potential. Even though it may cost me everything in the process, it’s worth it just to watch her glow with vengeance.
She grabs my shirt and pulls me close again. “But you … you did well today.”
She slides her hand down my shirt, my pants already tented from the sheer amount of attention, but when she reaches my pants, I hold my breath.
“What are you doing?” I ask as she goes to her knees.
She’s not the one who’s supposed to go on their knees.
That’s my job.
“Giving you a reward for making me smile.”
She tears off my belt, pops the button, and rips down my zipper to pull out my hard-on, and I whimper from her gripping my shaft.
“But I don’t need a reward,” I reply.
“Just shut up and enjoy,” she growls.
The moment her lips wrap around my length, I lose it entirely, all the resistance flung out the window because of her tantalizing, hot mouth taking me in.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.
I grip the table behind me, and it scoots back a couple of inches because of the sheer pressure, while I try to maintain my composure.
She’s sucking me off like I’m a lollypop, and I’ve never felt something this sinful in my entire goddamn life.
“Go on, thrust,” she mewls, rolling her tongue around.
I gleefully oblige, slipping and sliding in and out of her mouth, her tongue so fucking wet it nearly makes my eyes roll into the back of my head.
“How does it feel, Xavier?” she asks.
“Fuck, so good,” I moan, as my hand instinctively grabs her pretty face.
“Good enough to come in my mouth?”
That’s an option?
My eyes widen in shock. “You’d let me?”
