Evil Enemy (Saint View Strip, #1)

by Elle Thorpe

She wanted this. I pushed one finger between her folds, finding her wet and needy for me. She mewled at the touch on her clit and she widened her stance as much as the chair would allow. I should have got her down. Should have put her on the floor, where she would have been safe from falling off. But with her pussy right there at perfect eating height, I couldn’t resist.

“And yet, you filmed yourself jerking off until you came. And then you sent it to a woman you barely even knew. Nothing very by the book about that. Joshua Boston, gentleman on the streets, freak in the sheets.”

She could have told me to do anything from cleaning toilets to disposing of a body. And in that moment, completely under her spell, I would have done anything Eve Hawkins asked me to.