Page 278 of Evil Hearts

“I’m not sure what you mean by that.” I turn my chair to face him.

“You knowexactlywhat I mean by that.”

He knows. Fuck. He knows what I am.

“Educate me.”

“The arrangements in the parlor. Those aren’t mine, Frankie. Are you cheating on me?” He clutches his chest dramatically.

Jesus Christ. He doesn’t know my secret. He just has his boxers in a twist over afaux floral arrangement.The laugh that escaped my lips is involuntary.

“They were a gift from a family. They’re going to be donated to the local cemetery. Calm down,” I say, wiping a tear from my eye. “I’m not keeping them. No reason to be jealous.”

Victor leans toward me and lifts my chin with this index finger, “Now that’s my obedient girl.”

Fuck. Me.

Leaning forward, I close the distance between us and press my lips to his. Victor smiles into the kiss and moves his hand frommy chin to my throat. His Free hand moves from his side to my thigh.

I part my legs and turn my incision away from him. His warm hand moves from my thigh, up my waist, and to the hem of my shirt. Victor grabs it and pulls it over my head, leaving me in my nice green bra and pants. He pulls away from me and sits on my desk.

Swiveling the chair around, I reach for his belt. He smirks at me, resting his hands on the desk. I see. He wants to play.

“Frankie,” he growls, unfastening his belt.

“Yes?” I purr.

“Be a good girl and come here.”

“And if I don’t?” I ask, my lips twitching into a smirk.

“I will choke you with my cock.”

“Prove it,” I say, leaning back in the chair.

His eyes trail to my breasts. I trace the side of my bra slowly and then my waist. His eyes follow my every touch. His cock is already hard, straining against the fabric of his slacks.

Victor unbuttons his pants and slides down his zipper with hungry anticipation in his eyes. Gods, I need this. I need to get fucked so hard I don’t remember anything but the feel of his cock in me.

Seconds later, his cock springs free from the confines of his dress slacks. Wrapping my hand around it, I pump it slowly.

“You know better, Frankie.” His words are nearly a growl.

Rolling my chair closer to him, I lick my lips and smile.

“Tell me what you want, Victor. Tell me exactly what you want me to do.”

“I want you to take my cock like the good girl I know you can be.”

The arrogance in his voice doesn’t match his demeanor, but something about it turned me on. I lick my lip and smile a bitbefore swirling my tongue over the tip of his erect cock. Fuck. This is my favorite part of the morning.

Taking care of his jealous ass and getting laid. It’s better than my morning coffee.

Chapter Two

Victor

Ihave never beensexually attracted to human girls. Abominations arouse me in such a way, a human woman cannot fathom. It’s why I’m curious about Frankie. The floral front will only get me so far.

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