“There’s a good girl. Take it all in, sweetheart.”

She liked the sound of that, but Callie had another idea in mind. She reached for Vin’s hand, which was gripping the sheets at his side. She pulled until she could rest it on her head, a silent plea for him to take charge.

“Does my little bird want me to fuck her mouth?”

“Yes, Master. Please, I need it.”

Vin twisted Callie’s hair around his hand and thrust into her mouth. Hard.

Callie felt Vin’s cock hit the back of her throat without warning, and God did she enjoy that, her eyes rolling back at the sensations Vin’s cock brought...