Page 41 of (Un)Spoken

It had taken everything in me to leave Victoria’s loft when Cole did. If it wasn’t suspect as fuck for me to hang around after he was gone, I would have never left, content to spend the rest of my night with the woman upstairs.

But leave I did, and then I impatiently waited for his truck lights to fade down the road before rushing back upstairs. Maybe a bigger part of me should have cared that I was crossing a line with Cole’s sister, but fuck it. Being around her made me crave every touch, every slight hit of her perfume. I needed her, friendship be damned. If giving in to her made me a terrible friend, so be it.

As soon as she opened the door, Victoria’s eyes widened in shock, but a sly smile played on her lips, like she wanted me here just as much as I wanted to be there.

“Wh…What are you doing here?” she asked, her voice low and almost breathless. The sound went straight to my cock, and it pressed against the confines of my jeans. Only this siren could make me hard with just a few words from her pouty lips.

“Saying goodnight to you properly.”

I didn’t think, didn’t even breathe as I claimed her mouth, using my hands to anchor her close to me. She clawed at my chest, wrapping her fingers in my pale gray t-shirt. It was everything I’d learned to expect from her kiss—the passion, the need, the pull to be even closer to her. The kind of high I didn’t want to ever come down from.

Her tongue tangled with mine, and I let out a groan as I pressed her up against the wall behind the door. Kicking it closed with my foot, I lifted Victoria into my arms, letting her feel how much I wanted her. She fit in my embrace like it was carved just for her. With a rock of my hips against her core, she let out a small gasp, and I used the moment to move my mouth down to her neck. Pressing against her pulse point, I let her scent fill my nostrils, snapping the fraying tether of my self-control.

“Adam...” Victoria gasped as my lips traced her collarbone, shifting the neck of the sweater that had been torturing me all night. With my hips pressed against her, I lifted it and brought it over her head. She giggled as I threw it to the other side of the room.

“Hey,” Victoria chuckled, pressing her back against the wall to gain some distance between us. “What if I was cold?”

“Then I’ll keep you warm, trouble.”

She rolled her eyes. “Do all of your girls get these cheesy lines?”

“No other girls,” I said, pressing my lips to hers. “You’re the only one I want. It’s driving me fucking mad, Tori.”

“Me?” she said, her mouth falling slightly open, as if she couldn’t believe what I was saying. “I’m nothing special.”

“Fuck yes, you. And don’t you dare let me hear you say something like that again.” I gripped the back of her neck, forcing her to meet my eyes. Red flushed the applesof her cheeks, her eyes wider than I’d ever seen them. I wasn’t letting her squirm away, not when I needed her to hear my words clearly. “You have taken over all my thoughts since you showed up in town. Every night, I imagine you coming on my fingers, on my tongue, and, when I’m really lucky, on my cock. I want you, Victoria. I want every part of you. I know we should take things slow?—”

My words were cut off when she kissed me, her arms tightening around the back of my neck. “I want you too, Adam.” She pulled her lip in between her teeth. “I want you in my mouth.”

“Fuck, Tor, you can’t say stuff like that to me.”

“Why?”

I motioned to my jeans. “I’m already about to bust over here like a goddamn virgin. If you put your mouth on me, I don’t know how long I’ll last.”

She smirked, pressing her hand against my chest to get me to release her. “Then don’t.”

With those last words, she lowered to her knees, undoing the buttons of my fly as she went. Each pop set off something in me, my breathing labored and out of control. I brushed her hair back as she wrapped her hands around my shaft, tentatively stroking me to life. I watched her expression as she held me in her hands, almost unsure of how to proceed.

I ran my fingers through her hair, tucking it behind her ear. “You don’t have to do this, Tor?—”

But once again, she surprised me, licking me from base to tip, coming back along my underside to circle my opening. My chest almost imploded when the sweet heat of her mouth took me, slowly at first, but then gaining more confidence the more she was able to fit in her mouth.

“Fuck, baby,” I hissed as her hands wrapped around me, taking care of what couldn’t fit. “You’re killing me.”

“Shhh,” she chuckled, popping me out of her mouth to giggle. “Be quiet, or you’ll wake the monster.”

That was the last thing I wanted. No offense; I really enjoyed spending time with Emilia, but right now, the only person I wanted to spend time with was the goddess on her knees in front of me.

“If you make a sound, I’m going to have to stop,” Victoria warned, even going so far as to arch one of her eyebrows in mock seriousness.

“Keep sucking me like a goddamn dream, and I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Good man,” she said, still stroking me with her hands. “Now, stop holding back and fuck my throat like I know you’re dying to.”

My eyes widened, and I smiled brightly at my dream girl. She looked sweet and innocent, and no small part of me loved that only I got to see this wanton woman behind the scenes. I nodded, placing my hands in her hair. “Yes, ma’am.”

Her mouth surrounded me again, and it was like all the stars blacked out in the sky. My fingers clung to her head, keeping her still as I thrust in and out of her warm lips. Watching her plush pout swallow me was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life, especially when her dark brown eyes locked onto mine. For a moment, I was afraid I was being too rough, especially when she gagged around me. But when I started to pull back, Victoria’s nails dug into my thighs, keeping me close.

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