Blowjobs are so funny. Everyone acts like it’s degrading, like the person on their knees is the one who’s vulnerable, but hey—Victor Pierro’s cock is dangerously near my teeth right now, and every time he calls me princess, I think about chomping down. Who’s really vulnerable here?

There’s trust in this act.

There’s power in being the one on my knees.

And I’m gonna savor every delicious second of it.

“Jasmine. Fuck.”

My father’s ex-protege may pride himself on his poker face, on keeping his thoughts and emotions buttoned up, but once I’ve got my hands on his body, Victor Pierro is surprisingly responsive. His hands twitch and tighten on...