Serina POV
I'm sure my face is beet red, but I can't look away as Victor moves his hand up and down his hard shaft. I've seen men before because the rogues really didn't have any modesty, but Victor puts them all to shame. Hell, I wonder if he'll even fit inside me. My name on his lips and his increased pace has a moan slipping from my own lips. His hand stops mid-stroke, and I snap my eyes closed. "Serina," he says my name, and I wish the floor would swallow me up.
He is going to think I'm some kind of pervert spying on him. "Serina, come here" he says. His words are a mix of request and demand. I open my eyes, expecting him to be covered, but instead his hand is still on his very hard c*ck. "Victor, I'm sorry I didn't mean to." "You didn't mean to catch me pleasuring myself to thought
