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“Fuck,” he murmured, quiet enough so Dad couldn’t hear. “Good girl.”

“What do you think?” Dad said over the phone.

I sat on my knees in front of Hector, his cock buried down my throat and my tongue flicking against the inches that I couldn’t reach. Hector tilted his head back, eyes rolling, and grasped one of my tits in his large, rough hand.

“That’s great,” he murmured, his cum shooting down my throat. “That’sfuckinggreat.”

“Good. We can talk more about it tomorrow.” Dad paused. “You sound busy.”

Hector cleared his throat and took the phone from me. “Talk tomorrow.”

After Hector pressed the End Call button, he pulled out of me. I fell forward onto my rug , shoulder first, and swallowed what I could have his cum and my spit. My chest rose and fell quickly, my mind numb.

While I expected Hector to growl at me and tell me that he was leaving, that I should’ve learned from this punishment, he picked me up and gently set me on the bed. After sitting behind me, he unraveled the rope and tossed it onto the floor beside me. He took my hand in his and then suddenly placed his lips on the indents on my wrists from the rope.

What the hell was that?

“For once in your life, listen to me and stay here.” Hector pulled on his jeans. “I’ll get you water.”

As he left the room, I stared with wide eyes at the door, surprised that he was being so nice to me after I had been nothing but a bratty little bitch to him. But the intensity quickly faded, and I didn’t think I had it in me to be difficult anymore tonight.

Though still … jealousy reeled inside me at the thought of Evelyn getting closer to Hector. Because Hector might not know it, but he was mine. All mine. And nobody was going to get in the way.

CHAPTERSIX

HECTOR

Sittingat my desk that overlooked Pittsburgh, I stared out the window and blew out a long breath. I hadn’t been able to look Jacob, Heather’s father, in his eye all day, and if I didn’t start soon, he’d begin to notice.

What I had done was wrong. So, so wrong.

His daughter, who he trusted me with, was now mine. I had taken her virginity.

Without mercy.

I didn’t care about the consequences. All I cared about was being with her, punishing her, making her mine after all these goddamn years that she had teased me, taunted me, tormented me with those not-so-innocent glances.

Someone knocked on my door, and I glanced up to see Jacob with Evelyn, file in hand.

Evelyn waved the file at me. “We picked these up from the financial department—Q4 documents.”

Jacob released a sigh. “We should talk about them.”

Fuck.“What is it this time?”

After they both sat in front of my desk, I kept my gaze on the file that Evelyn held against her chest. I couldn’t believe what I had done not once, but twice last night. Heather knew exactly what she was fucking doing with being a brat.

It was hard for me to believe that she actually had been a virgin.

“Are you okay?” Jacob asked.

“I’m fine,” I said quickly, pulling my gaze away. “Just stressed.”

Because I fucked your daughter, and now, I can’t get enough of her.

“What’s up?” he asked.

We had been friends for so long that he knew exactly when something was wrong, when I was stressed about something other than work. I confided in him with everything. But this … this was off the table. What would happen when he found out what I had done to his daughter?

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