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Her thighs clenched around my head, but I didn’t stop. Wouldn’t stop. I already knew the rhythm, the pressure, the exact flick of my tongue that would unravel her completely.

And when I felt it, that shift in her body, that tremble in her core, the way her hips started grinding with no rhythm—I knew.

“Go ahead,” I growled against her pussy. “Let that shit go, and you better make a fucking mess.”

“Khalil!” Felicity screamed my name so loud it echoed, fingers clawing at Tandy’s back as her body locked up and squirted all over my face. Hot, wet release drenched my mouth, my chin, my chest, and I licked through it like it was water in the desert.

“Goddamn…I was waiting to see that.” Tandy whispered before lowering her head between her legs to get a taste.

Our tongues met as we both lapped at Felicity’s pussy, savoring the sweetness of her essence. Felicity was shaking, breaths ragged, eyes glazed over, slumped against the wall.

But I wasn’t done.

Not even close.

“Now,” I said, my tone dripping with satisfaction, “you ready to fall in line—or you still feeling brave?”

Felicity was a mess.

Legs shaking, thighs soaked, hair clinging to her face, and her body was limp in my hands, but her eyes still burned with defiance. She’d squirted all over my face, clawed my shoulders raw, and melted in Tandy’s mouth, and still… that mouth hadn’t learned.

After lowering her to her feet, I took a step back, dick hard and heavy in my hand. Felicity looked down at it, up at me, then back down at it again, and when she opened her mouth, her voice cracked, all that attitude buried beneath a layer of desperation she couldn’t hide.

“Yes,” she whispered, but I knew she was only saying that because she wanted me inside her, beating up her walls as I had Tandy’s.

I stepped closer, letting her feel the heat of it near her core. Her hand reached for it, fingertips brushing against the tip, but I caught her wrist and locked eyes with her.

“Say it louder,” I said.

She licked her lips, frustration building. “Please… Khalil. I need it.”

I leaned in, brushing my lips against her ear. “You need it, or do you need me?”

“I need your dick inside me. I want it, Khalil. Fuck me,” she answered, and I tsked, shook my head, and smiled.

Felicity will never learn.

I stepped back, widening the distance between us, my control the only thing keeping me from fucking her against the glass until she couldn’t walk straight.

“Nah,” I said coolly. “You still think this shit’s a game. Still think you’re running something in my house.”

I tilted my head, eyes dragging over her bare, trembling body.

“You really thought you could play me... and win?”

When she didn’t answer, I leaned in, pressed a slow kiss to her cheek goodbye, and turned my back on her.

“You wanted the show. You got it. Next time? Watch your mouth, and answer like you know I’m the muthafucka in charge, and I run this bitch.”

Then I walked away, leaving her soaked, throbbing, and no closer to getting what she really wanted.

Chapter 13

Temptation

Sophia

The soft hum of the elevator accompanied my ascent to the thirteenth floor of Bulgari Towers, where my residence was located. An entire floor was mine alone, and my brothers had ensured no one outside the family knew where I lay my head. I didn’t question their reasoning because, in our world, information was power, and where I slept was a vulnerability I couldn’t afford to expose.

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