Chapter 2
As soon as I said it, heat flooded my face, but the arousal was stronger, slickness gathering fast between my legs. Dripping and desperate… why did admitting it make me even wetter? Victor’s eyes darkened, his pupils blown wide as he stared at me.
“Furniture, huh? Literal, Lina? Because that’s exactly what you’re going to be tonight.”
Before I could even process what he meant, Blaine was on his feet, crossing the room in two quick strides. His hands landed on my shoulders, firm but not rough yet, holding me in place.
“Strip her slow. Let’s see what kind of table we’re working with.” His fingers moved to the buttons of my blouse, popping the first one open, then the next, exposing the lace of my bra.
I shivered hard, his touch sending sparks straight to my core, my skin br
