I could. I could drive us around as long as I want, make her suck me off and swallow it. She’d hate it, and I’d love every second, but I don’t want to enjoy a single moment with Violet Harris. At least if I had made her suck me off in front of the guys, it would’ve been about more than the blowjob. Public humiliation, degradation, control. But enjoying her in private is too intimate to rationalize. Besides, I know she’s fantasized about sucking my cock before. Maybe she still does. I refuse to act out her fantasies. Only her nightmares.
