Christopher’s gaze was deadly. His eyes burned into hers, dark, sharp, hungry, like he could already see inside her mind, see inside her body, see how f*****g ruined she was for him.
Vivian’s thighs pressed together, but it was f*****g useless. She was too wet, too needy, too far gone.
And Christopher knew it.
He f*****g smirked.
“Sit on the bed, Kitten.”
Vivian swallowed hard.
Her body locked up, her fingers twitching, but she didn’t move.
Because she knew.
She f*****g knew.
Christopher’s smirk widened, his head tilting slightly.
“Now.”
Vivian whimpered, her legs shaking, as she stumbled out of the bathroom, grabbing the edge of the bed, sinking down onto the mattress.
The second she did, Christopher’s voice dipped lower.
“Legs open, baby.”
Vivian gasped, shaking her head wi
