Holy f**k!
Eve gripped the edge of the vanity, aware of Vincent watching her every reaction in the mirror. His rough hand smoothed up her back, making her shiver.
"I'm going to make you come again and again. Do you want that, angelas?" His tongue flicked against her ear. Then he slipped off his amulet, placing it beside her glasses. "I know you lie awake at night aching for me to touch you."
He knew! Eve's own self-conscious nature yelled at her to deny. "I don't..."
Vincent snarled. "You deny your needs?" His hand slipped between her thighs, cupping her s*x.
Oh god!
A rough sound erupted from his chest. "You're so f*ck*ng wet for me. Do my words alone bring you so much pleasure?" His claw stroked along her s*x, sliding over her slick panties. "Wait until I have my tongue right here.
