Page 37 of Iron Heart


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I toss the sheets aside in a rush, and another quick knock propels me toward the door.

I grip the door knob and pull it open with haste, unsure what awaits me on the other side.Victoria is standing in her black satin robe, looking up at me.Her gaze washes over my bare chest, slowly tracing the tattoos on my neck and the ink that decorates my chest and abs.

“Victoria, what are you doing out here?”When she doesn’t answer, I open the door wider.“Come inside,” I say, not wanting to leave her in my doorway in the middle of the night.

I gesture for her to come inside, and she does, sheepishly quiet.I’m unsure what to make of it, so I close the door, and when I turn, I’m shocked to see her on her knees with her face bowed.

My perfect submissive.

The sight before me is a direct challenge to every ounce of self-control I have cultivated over the years, and immediately, my dick swells with indescribable need.

She lifts her gaze, her eyes brimming with raw desire.Her eyes lock onto mine, searing with intensity.“Please,” she murmurs, her voice thick with need.

“Victoria,” I try to say, aiming for professionalism, but the words come out breathy and raspy.

“I’m here to please you, Sir.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

Instinct is screaming for me to give in to the temptation she presents.Without breaking our intense eye contact, I step forward so her face is near level with my groin.The thought makes me even more aroused.

“Victoria,” I say, my voice tinged with defeat and a recognition that I’m crossing a line I vowed never to cross.

It’s a warning, one I hope she’ll heed—get off her knees and run in the opposite direction.But she doesn’t.Her tongue darts out, moistening her bottom lip, which is slick with saliva.The air grows thick and charged, marveling at the woman in front of me.

“You look beautiful on your knees, Victoria.”

“Only for you, Sir.”I tip her chin to face me, and she bites her bottom lip as if holding back.

“What is it you want, Victoria?”I ask, my voice barely above a whisper, hanging heavy in the air between us.

“I want to taste you, Sir.”

Fuck.

The desire in her eyes has me painfully hard.Who am I to deny her what she wants?

We’ve shattered the barriers.There’s no going back now.“Are you sure about this?”My voice comes out as a raspy murmur, every syllable laden with the gravity of what comes next.I need her affirmation, that quiet surrender that tells me she’s all in because holding back is no longer an option for me.

“More than anything, Sir.”She exhales, her gaze never wavering from mine.

I step closer, closing the distance.Our mingling scents create an intoxicating atmosphere, and it’s almost too much.My fingers find her face, sinking into the luxurious strands of her auburn hair as I guide her nearer.

“Victoria,” I rasp.“If we cross this line, there’s no going back.”

The air thickens between us.Victoria’s eyes meet mine, seeking silent permission as her fingertips graze the waistband of my pants.

“Sir,” she whispers, her voice laced with desire.“I’ve never been more certain of anything.”

The room’s energy surges, eroding the thin line of restraint that has kept me grounded.I groan loudly, my escalating need overtaking any reason anymore.Her movements, deliberate and fast, fill me with anticipation when she grabs my already thick cock.She teases my tip with her tongue and holy fuck.

Then, when her lips make contact, a wave of pleasure washes over me.Her touch is both gentle and assertive, taking all of me.

“Fuck me,” I grit out the feeling of her lips around my cock, almost too much to take.Then she lets out a sweet moan.“Do you like eating my cock, kitten?”

She moans around my cock again and sucks harder in confirmation, making my eyes roll in the back of my head.

Christ.

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