He licked through the mess on my cunt like he had been thinking about it since the door knob turned, and a sound ripped up my throat before I could kill it. His hand shot up and covered my mouth.

In the workroom, Mom laughed at something on her phone.

He did not take his mouth off me. He sucked my clit and I saw white. My wrists yanked the cuffs. The chains ticked. He groaned against me, quiet and hungry, and the vibration made my hips lift off the vinyl.

I bit his palm.

He lifted his head just enough to look at me over my stomach, lips already...