“Well hello there. Who are you?” I kept my eyes lowered, focusing on a small stain on the carpet, just as I had been instructed, and didn’t reply as the first man walked into the room. My hands rested palms-up on my thighs, which were spread apart slightly, and I sat back on my heels….
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Control (Ch.3)
Read how Victor and Summer met here: And Now You’re Mine Read Part 2 of the story here: Hungry Victor pulled me into his arms and nibbled my neck from behind, trailing little kisses down my shoulder. His lips were tiny butterflies beating their wings against the most ticklish parts of my skin. Or… bats,…