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He releases her from his grip and takes a few steps back.
“Get on your hands and knees in front of me,” he commands.
The woman pulls herself up, her hair messy, shock on her expression, but she moves with the elegance of a cat, not batting an eye before following his order. She nods, though the swirl of concern and anticipation isn’t lost on her face.
He unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants. From my angle, I can’t see him, but I can only assume he’s huge, considering how big her eyes grow.
“Open up, doll,” he groans. “Take me like I know you can.”
She crawls closer to him, and I watch her kneeling before him, struggling to fully accommodate him. In complete shock and curiosity, a part of me wishes I could catch a glimpse of his size.
He hisses, and the sound leaves me shuddering down to my core. He makes the kind of noise that melts me, and if he touched me right now, I’d come undone.
“That’s it, you can take more, doll.”
She makes a moaning sound in response and starts bobbing her head up and down.
I’m completely wet. I don’t remember the last time I’ve been so turned on. I shouldn’t be witnessing this, but I’m frozen to the spot, hypnotized by the couple. My body hums with unrelenting pleasure.
The wall takes my weight as I tremble with desire, and the notion of touching myself and releasing the ache plays on my mind.
As soon as that idea forms, I scold myself as reality settles into where I am. I’m here as a helping hand for my stepmother, who is out there, most likely searching for me.
Suddenly, that thought has fear pulsing through me. I retreat a bit too abruptly. My shoulder hits the door, and it claps shut behind me.
Shit.
Panic swallows me, and before I can make sense of it, I’m running in the opposite direction, having no clue where I’m going. Dread curls in my stomach. I press into the shadows quickly and keep glancing over my shoulders, but no one’s following me.
I can’t stop picturing the handsome man with that beautiful woman. The scene burns in my mind, arousal thrumming inside me.
I keep rushing through corridors that stretch on for what feels like forever.
When I find the distant flow of the ballroom farther ahead, a wave of relief washes through me.
Tucking stray hairs off my face and behind my ears, I take a long inhale to steady my racing breaths. I slow my walk to the party, not needing to draw attention.
A firm grip wraps around my wrist, pulling me backward, and a gasp spills past my lips, my heart launching into my throat. The force of being spun around has the world spinning. When my vision clears and I catch myself from falling over, I’m face-to-face withhim.
The striking man who minutes earlier had his cock inside a naked woman’s mouth. The man who ignited me without so much as looking at me.
Now… Oh my God.
Shadows gather under those stunning green eyes that hold on to me.
I’m frozen in place. I tell myself to move, to escape, but those tingles return to my body. If I clench my thighs, I’ll moan from the climax that clings to my insides.
What’s wrong with me?
It feels like the very air is being drawn toward him, leaving me starved for oxygen.
“How was the show? Did you wish it was you?” His voice is as dark as the shadows surrounding us. “How about you come back, and I’ll put on a real show for you?” There’s sarcasm in his words, and when he leans in, I lose my ability to draw in a breath. “You’d be a good girl for me if I asked, wouldn’t you?”
He almost purrs the words,good girl,and something about the way he says them has me trembling with need.
His hand trails up my arm, leaving me covered in goosebumps. His touch curls across the front of my throat, his pressure clear of who’s in control.
An explosion of desire courses through me, and as much as I try, I can’t hold back my moan.
