Page 4 of Vicious Vows


Font Size:  

Okay, I was thinking about one of the first times I noticed you.

Care to elaborate?

It was at one of your Grandmother’s holiday parties. You had just turned eighteen, and you were dancing for everyone.

I know the party he’s talking about. I didn’t want to perform, but Grandmama insisted, saying she wanted everyone to see what her money had paid for with my ballet lessons. It was either dance or play the piano for everyone, so I did a piece that I had learned at my school, knowing my Grandmama wouldn’t approve of the sensual dance. As I danced, I could feel the gazes of men around the room. At one point, I made eye contact with Hans, who was standing next to his eldest brother. He smiled at me, making me feel like I was soaring. So it’s kind of freaking awesome to know that he noticed me that night, too.

What made you notice me then?

Something in your eyes as you danced captivated me.

It also made me harder than hell, watching you move.

My stomach tingles.

Really?

Yes.

I bite my bottom lip. Do I dare see where this conversation goes?

Has that happened before?

More times than I care to admit.

What about you?

Have I made you wet before?

Heat rushes to my core as I type my reply.

Yes.

Are you wet now?

Yes.

Prove it.

Show me.

Holy cow. Is this why he gave me his number? So we could get naughty? I fan my face. If anyone ever found out that I was talking like this with Hans, I would get in so much trouble. Fuck it. What do I have to lose?

Padding to the bathroom, I lift my leg on the chair in front of my vanity, pulling my skirt up so it’s bunched around my waist. I’d like to be coy right now, pretending I’ve never taken such a risqué photo, but that would be a lie. My guard, Kristopher, and I have shared photos like this before. I shove all thoughts of him aside. Now is not the time to be thinking about him, and how sad it is that he’s the only guy I’ve ever been with.

I angle my body in the way I know looks best and pull my panties to the side, snapping a photo. My cheeks are warm as I look it over. I’m clearly aroused. Before I can think better of it, I send it.

Fuck. What a pretty pussy.

And so fucking wet.

Do you know what I’d do if I were there?

What?

I’d finger fuck you, getting you even wetter, and then I’d eat you out like you were my last meal.

I’d bend you over that vanity and fuck you until you screamed my name.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com