Chapter 2: First Lessons

The drive to Victoria’s private residence was a haze of throbbing need and nervous anticipation. I sat in the back of her sleek black car, thighs pressed together, my skirt still damp from the orgasm she’d ripped out of me in the office. Every bump in the road made my swollen clit ache. My nipples rubbed against my blouse with painful sensitivity. I could still taste myself on my tongue from sucking her fingers clean.

Victoria sat beside me, one hand resting possessively on my thigh, occasionally sliding higher to tease the slick mess between my legs but never giving me enough. She didn’t speak much....