Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 60768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
My pulse kicks up. “No complications. The neighbors have been persistent, but we’re handling it. Playing the part as instructed.”
Another pause. When she speaks again her voice drops, low and intimate, almost affectionate in a way that feels wrong. “I’m always watching, Orchid. Remember that. Everything. Everyone. I see it all.”
The tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up. The way she says it, the slight emphasis on “always,” sends a cold shiver racing down my spine. Does she suspect something? Has she seen the way Poe looks at me? The way I look at him? Or is this just her usual power play, the constant reminder that she owns every corner of this operation, every breath I take? I’ve double checked the house for cameras, so I know she can’t technically watch everything. But still.
“I understand,” I say, forcing my voice to stay even. “We won’t disappoint you.”
“See that you don’t.” The line clicks dead.
I lower the phone slowly, heart hammering against my ribs. The party noise outside suddenly feels too loud, too close, like it’s pressing in on the house from all sides. I stand there staring at the blank screen, trying to shake the feeling that Serafina’s eyes are on me right now, watching from some hidden camera I haven’t found yet, cataloging every glance, every touch, every moment I let my guard slip.
A soft knock sounds on my door.
I turn as Poe steps inside, still shirtless, sweatpants riding low on his hips. He looks concerned, eyes scanning my face like he can read the tension rolling off me in waves.
“You okay?” he asks quietly, closing the door behind him. “I heard you on the phone. Sounded tense.”
I should tell him to go back downstairs. I should keep my distance, rebuild the walls I let crumble last night. Instead I cross the room, close the distance between us, and lock the door with a soft click.
If Serafina is always watching, then let her watch this.
I step right up to him until our bodies are nearly touching. “Take off your pants,” I tell him, voice low and commanding.
Poe’s eyes darken instantly, pupils blowing wide with heat. He hooks his thumbs in the waistband and shoves the sweatpants down his legs, kicking them aside. He’s already half-hard, cock thickening under my gaze. I let myself look, slow and deliberate, enjoying the way his abs tighten and his breathing quickens.
“On the bed,” I say. “Lie back. Hands above your head. Don’t move them until I say so.”
He obeys without hesitation, stretching out on the mattress, arms raised, gripping the headboard. The position makes every muscle in his torso stand out, the lines of his abs and the sharp cut of his hips on full display. His cock is fully hard now, resting heavy against his stomach, the tip already glistening.
I peel off my tank top and leggings, standing completely naked in front of him. His gaze rakes over me, hungry and open, but he keeps his hands exactly where I told him.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, voice rough. “I could look at you all day.”
I climb onto the bed and straddle his thighs, my bare pussy brushing against his skin. He groans low in his throat but stays perfectly still.
“You don’t get to touch until I say so,” I tell him, leaning down to brush my lips against his ear. “You’re going to be my good boy today. You’re going to let me use you however I want. Understand?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he breathes, already sounding wrecked.
I kiss him hard, claiming his mouth, tongue sliding against his in a filthy, demanding kiss. He kisses me back with equal hunger, but he keeps his hands locked on the headboard, obeying without being told. I reward him by nipping his bottom lip before pulling away.
“Keep those hands right there,” I order, then trail my mouth down his neck, sucking a mark just below his collarbone. I move lower, licking across his chest and abs, nipping at his hipbone until I reach his cock.
I wrap my hand around the base and stroke him slowly, watching his abs tense. “Look at you,” I murmur. “Already leaking for me. So eager. Such a good boy.”
He groans, hips twitching up into my fist. “Fuck, Orchid. Your hand feels so good. Please, I need more.”
I squeeze a little tighter, stroking faster. “You’ll get what I give you. And right now I want to taste you.”
I take him into my mouth in one smooth motion, swallowing him deep. Poe’s head falls back, a low, filthy moan escaping him.
“Shit, baby, your mouth is so hot. So wet. You look so pretty with my cock between your lips.”
I pull off with a wet pop and glare up at him. “I said quiet.”
He swallows hard, eyes blazing. “Sorry, ma’am.”
I take him deep again, working him with my tongue and hand, taking him deeper until he hits the back of my throat. His thighs tremble beneath me. I pull off completely and crawl back up his body.