Scarlett

The next morning, I couldn’t face Viktor.

I stayed hidden in my apartment the entire day, refusing to step out even for groceries. Every time I thought about last night — his mouth between my legs, the way he gripped my hair, the filthy things he said while I sucked him — my face burned with embarrassment. I was so shy, so nervous, and honestly a little ashamed.

But regret? Hell no.

If anything, I craved more. This was the first time in a long time that I actually wanted sex to continue. Viktor had made me feel things I didn’t know I could feel. He made sex feel…...