Chapter 9. Vibrated in His Core

Fuck….

Fuck, this was… Fuck. I didn't know the right word to use. Unexpected? Out of the blue? Astounding? Fucking hell, I didn't know. 

It was true that when she gave me a foot massage under the table earlier, I had been disgusted, and I wanted to rip her leg off. That was unexpected and I couldn't help but feel disgusted that she would do something like that where our families were. 

But right now, as she was on my knees, sucking on my dick like it was a lollipop, all I felt was pleasure. 

She had asked me to imagine another woman so I could get hard, and I did. I closed my eyes and imagined red hair, but that felt wrong so I opened my eyes to see black hair, surrounded by the night. 

Belladonna was beautiful, and she knew that. Her cat-like eyes gave her this… look. The kind of look that showed she wasn't innocent, not by a far shot. 

“Fuck,” I groaned when she swallowed me deeper, and my head hit the back of