Scarlett
The next morning, I couldn’t face Viktor.
I stayed hidden in my apartment the entire day, refusing to step out even for groceries. Every time I thought about last night — his mouth between my legs, the way he gripped my hair, the filthy things he said while I sucked him — my face burned with embarrassment. I was so shy, so nervous, and honestly a little ashamed.
But regret? Hell no.
If anything, I craved more. This was the first time in a long time that I actually wanted s*x to continue. Viktor had made me feel things I didn’t know I could feel. He made s*x feel… worth it. Really worth it. I kept wondering how a shy nerd like him could be so good with his tongue and fingers. Was he even a virgin? He didn’t seem like it.
Then I remembered the girl who sometimes visited his pla
