Page 102 of The Penalty

“Can I help you with something, mate?” I asked, wrapping an arm around Victoria’s waist.

He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked down. “Uh, I was just walking by.”

“Right. And I’m the crown prince of Norway.”

“Cade.” Victoria’s melodic voice sent a shiver down my spine. “Are you blushing?”

The utter look of horror crossing his face amused me beyond reason. Cade and I were quite similar when it came to our confidence around women and the sexual activities we enjoyed. He wasn’t embarrassed about what he’d heard. Not in the least.

“Gallagher isn’t sure if he should tell us how much he enjoyed himself.”

A small laugh escaped Victoria. “Don’t be shy. I obviously had a good time.”

Cade regained his bravado and announced, “I had three women making the same sounds tonight. Three.” His eyes ping-ponged from Victoria to me. “Hearing you lot was alright.”

“You have a little something on you.” Victoria pointed to the corner of her own mouth.

He did. Lipstick. Bright red, from the looks of it.

“Proof of a good time had by all. You should see where else I have several badges of honor.”

“Cade.” My low, threatening tone didn’t faze him one bit.

“I’ll take your word for it,” she replied, sliding a hand under my shirt. “Are they full-fledged members of your fan club now?”

“Don’t encourage him.”

Cade’s grin widened. “I’m glad one of you appreciates my recruiting process.”

“I wouldn’t go that far.” I lobbed a good-natured punch to his shoulder before walking away.

By the time we made it back to the hotel, I was more than ready to go another round. And I did. Since I’d been a little too selfish with her at the party, I made sure to give Victoria every ounce of my attention.

I feasted on her until she couldn’t breathe, alternating between gentle licks and long, hard pulls on her clit. It was so swollen and tender. When I grazed my teeth against it, her delicate moan arrowed straight to my cock.

Victoria fisted her hand in my hair as I deliberately kept my rhythm slow and soft at first. Her thighs trembled when I started to suck harder. I pushed two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out until my hand was soaked.

Drunk from her scent and greedy for more, I used my tongue. Nothing tasted as good as Victoria. Nothing.

“Xavier.” She uttered my name on a whimpered moan.

When I lifted my head to look at her, my blood surged. The most beautiful shade of rose dusted her cheeks. Her lust-drunk eyes glittered in the dim glow from the lights.

“I’m not done yet, love.” I dipped my tongue back inside her briefly. “I won’t ever be done with you.”

Victoria responded with a raspy sigh.

I returned to my slice of heaven, sucking and licking until she shook around me. When her breaths turned sharp and shallow, I hooked my hands around her thighs to keep her from moving. Slowly, and carefully, I nibbled on her clit while stroking my tongue on it. Then I pinched it hard between my teeth for a brief moment. Not even a second later, her entire body surrendered to violent tremors.

“You taste so good,” I moaned when the slickness from her orgasm coated my tongue.

Fuck. Forget actual food. I could live off Victoria forever.

Her body relaxed briefly while I gently licked her clit in slow circles, soothing her and coaxing another orgasm.

Hearing her sultry moans and sighs when I laid next to her made the damn thing in my chest break into a million pieces.

“I love you,” I whispered, pulling her close.

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