Page 60 of The Phantom's Vice

My heart jumps, but I say nothing of the effect those two little words had on me as I strip the bed. I put the soiled sheets into the laundry room, then return to the bedroom with a fresh set. Once the bed is made, I walk back to Brett, picking her up fromthe chair and placing her squarely at the foot of the mattress, where I continue my furious rubbing.

“Is this helping?” I ask, praying I’m doing more good than harm. Brett says nothing, just grins up at me, blue eyes twinkling.

“What’s that look for?”

“Nothin’...” she murmurs, her eyes dipping below my belt. They widen at the same time she takes her lip into her mouth, biting down hard. “Oh wow.”

“Hmm?” I follow her gaze to the sizable bulge in my pants, and I turn from her. “My apologies. I didn’t realize…”

My brows shoot up as Brett twists me back toward her by the loop of my belt, her eyes taking on that lustful sheen once more. She looks up beneath her lashes, and my heart stops for a full two seconds.

“Can you… can you feel this?” She reaches a hand out, running the tip of her finger along the zipper. I close my eyes, tilting my head back as a gentle thrum of electricity builds in the area.

“Yes,” I choke. “But just barely.”

“Oh.”

I wait for her to say something else, but the only sound in the room is her undoing my zipper. Myblood turns to lava, and I buck forward involuntarily, desperate to feel her on that part of me.

Brett works my cock out, then sits back, her mouth open wide as she takes in its size.

“Jesus fuck,” she murmurs, reaching out and wrapping her hand around the tip of my cock. I hiss through my teeth as red-hot electricity crackles in my veins, and I buck forward again, causing her hand to shift along its length.

“You’re going to kill me, Brett,” I groan, moving my hips back and forth so she’s stroking me. “Fuck,you feel amazing.”

“I… I’m not doing anything…”

I growl, pushing her shoulders back so she falls against the mattress with aplunk.Everything in me cries out as her hand leaves me, desperate to be wrapped in her again. However, all of those thoughts fly out the window as her knees fall open, revealing her beautiful pink pussy. I lick my lips, literally salivating as I take in every perfect inch of her.I want to taste her. No, Ineedto taste her.

I lunge forward, holding her chest down with one arm while I dip my head low, stopping inches from her dripping slit so I can breathe her in. Brett’s delicious scent mingles with something metallic, causing drool to pool from the side of my mouth.She’s going to kill me. I swear to God one of these days my heart is going to stop just from looking at her.

“Brett.” Her name pours from my mouth like a prayer, and before I realize what I’m doing, the bottom half of my mask slides up, revealing my parted lips and desperate tongue. I lean forward, lapping against her pulsing pink nub at the apex of her cunt.

Her entire body shudders, and a moan peals from her mouth before she seems to realize what’s happening, and she tries to wriggle away.

“Ghost,” she whimpers, placing her hands on my head and attempting to shove me off her. “I-I’m on my period.”

“And that’s supposed to mean something to me?” I growl, lashing my tongue against her clit.

“G-Ghost. Wait,” Brett whines, bucking her hips as I plant the tip of my tongue on that sensitive nub. “I’m—gross.”

My hand leaves her chest and grips her throat, and she lets out a little whine at the pressure. Easing up, I nuzzle her cunt with my nose, placing delicate kisses along her soft, perfect skin. I trail my kisses up her abdomen, to her chest and neck, stopping at her earlobe to give it a nip. Goose bumps raise along Brett’s skin, and I sense that tighteningbetween my legs as she throws her head back in a moan.

A malicious grin lights my face as I tighten my hand, listening with glee as Brett’s moans are cut off. Taking her lobe between my teeth, I bite down hard enough to draw blood. The poor little thing tries to squeal, but my palm closing around her windpipe makes that impossible.

“If you ever call yourself ‘gross’ again, I will cut you ear to ear. Do you understand me, darling?”

Brett nods feverishly, her chest rising and falling with increasing speed.

“Good girl. Now, tell me the name of the man who made you feel that way,” I murmur, sliding a finger along her cheek.She feels so perfect I could die.

“N-no one! I just?—”

I squeeze tighter, cutting off her perfect, hoarse voice. “You’relying.But that’s okay.” My lips spread in a dark grin, and I revel in the way it causes her eyes to widen. I love seeing those perfect whites. “I’ll get it out of you eventually.”

Letting go of the grip on her neck, I lower my mouth back down to her pussy, taking one last deep breath in before pressing my mouth to her. I lap at her cunt like a starved man, savoring the metallic taste of Brett on mytongue. My pupils blow as she overwhelms me, and for a moment, I have to fight to remember how to breathe.

God, it’s better than I imagined.

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