Chapter 26 Honeyed Sin (2)

• Mia’s lips curved into a wicked grin, her eyes glinting with mischief as she shoved Victor back. His broad shoulders hit the kitchen island with a soft thud, the air punching out of him in a ragged gasp. She wasn’t done—not even close. The taste of honey and her own power still lingered on her tongue, and she could see the raw need in his eyes, the way his chest heaved under that pristine suit jacket. He was hers to toy with, and she fucking loved it.
• “Thought we were finished?” she teased, her voice a sultry purr as she stepped closer, her hips swaying like a predator stalking prey. His hands twitched at his sides, itching to grab her, but she was in control now. With a flick of her fingers, she unzipped his slacks, the sound sharp and filthy in the hot, sugar-scented air. His cock sprang free, thick and throbbing, already leaking with desperation. Victor groaned, low and tortured, his head tipping back as she reached for the honey jar again.
• The amber liquid glinted under the kitchen lights as she tipped it, pouring a slow, deliberate stream over his erection. It dripped down his shaft, sticky and warm, pooling at the base and trickling over his balls. “Fuck, Mia,” he rasped, his voice cracking as she sank to her knees, the tiles cool against her skin. She didn’t rush—oh no, she wanted him to feel every second of this. Her tongue darted out, licking a stripe up the underside of his cock, tasting the sweet honey mixed with his salty precum. His hips jerked, a choked sound escaping him as she wrapped her lips around the tip, sucking lightly, teasingly.