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I was forced to my knees in an instant, his hand still gripping my hair tightly and his crotch close to my face.

“Too many fucking times for my own good,” he growled, his voice low so that my parents wouldn’t hear him.

The upstairs hallway was built in a half-circle, having to turn the corner after walking up the stairs to get to each bedroom, and since we were quite a bit hidden, I was sure my parents had no clue about what was going on upstairs.

I looked up at him, my eyes wide and filled with lust.

He was really making this easy on me, and for a short second I wondered if it was still fun the way he played his game.

He said he played differently, yet it seemed I was beating him at his own game.

“Listen to me, Valley,” he hissed, never taking his dark eyes off mine. “If this is really what you want, I’d advise you to stop messing around while your parents are around. Because if they find out you’ve been sending pictures to a man triple your age, there will be consequences.”

I knew that, but the thing was…what I was doing wasn’t much fun without the chance of getting caught.

Where was the fun in that?

His words didn’t mean much to me, and since he was already right there, with his dick in front of my face, I used the opportunity to get a little taste.

I moved my hands up his legs while he watched me closely.

He wanted me just as much, or else he wouldn’t even have bothered mentioning the pictures.

He could’ve ignored them.

Deleted them.

But he didn’t.

“What if knowing my parents are around is what makes all of this so…thrilling?”

“Then you have no boundaries whatsoever,” he spat, tightening his fist in my hair once more as my hands reached his ass.

He pulled my head back against the wall as his lips parted and his tongue came out to lick his bottom lip slowly, making my pussy ache while I started to rub against his shoe between my thighs.

I always found ways to please myself without the other person intending on letting me, but Riggs didn’t seem to mind at all.

But just as the friction against my clit grew hotter, Riggs moved forward and pressed the bulge in his pants against my mouth while gritting his teeth.

See? Easy.

He was getting himself into more trouble.

“You’re so fucking naughty, but you damn well know it,” he muttered, moving my head to rub my face against the rough fabric of his pants.

My mouth was wide open, feeling the thickness in his pants getting harder as I pressed him even more against me by pulling his hips toward me.

“This really what you want, Val?” he asked, both hands now cupping the back of my head to keep my face pressed against him.

I nodded, looking up at him and curling my fingers into his ass to show him his physical threats were exactly what I wanted.

What Ineeded.

“Not sure you can handle me, darling. I will break you.”

I took his warning as a challenge, moving my hands to his bulge and squeezing his balls to make him let me lean back.

Once he did, I cupped his cock and started rubbing it over his pants, and the heavy throbbing I could feel made me smile victoriously.

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