Ryker switched to the other breast, sucking harder. His free hand slid down my stomach, slow, teasing. Fingers dipped under the waistband of my panties. He groaned when he felt how wet I was.“Jesus, Madison. You’re dripping.” Two fingers slid through my folds, spreading the slickness, circling my clit without quite giving me what I needed. My hips jerked forward, chasing his touch.He pulled his hand out and brought his fingers to my mouth. “Taste how bad you want this.”I hesitated. He pushed them past my lips anyway. I sucked obediently, tasting myself on his skin. Salty-sweet. Humiliating. Hot.“Good girl,” he praised, and I felt it in my pussy like a pulse.The door opened behind us.Victor stepped in. He didn’t knock. He just walked in like he owned the air in the room. His eyes took in everything—me almost naked, wrists tied, Ryker’s fingers still wet from my mouth. A slow, satisfied smile spread across his face.“Starting without me, son?” His voice was calm, but there was hea
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