NINA'S POV
If hell is real, then I already signed up when I went on my knees and took my stepbrother’s c*m in my throat.
My body is still trembling, my lips swollen, and I know without fear or shame that I would do it again.
My c**t had ached with need, but I didn't let him touch me. Not even when his tongue marked my neck and his fingers brushed my n*****s.
I may have given in to my dark desires, but I didn't sign up to be his slut, no matter how much my body wanted it.
I played his game, and I won. No matter how badly my hands had trembled. No matter how sweaty they are now.
I didn’t do this for him. I did it to remind myself who still had control.
Now we're back to being assistant and boss, and I'm standing before the vanity mirror in a white robe while his eyes follow me li
