Beyond the Forge
Someone who had already been in this room tonight and left his shadow behind.
Viktor raised the strap again for the camera, and now it was my turn to make it feel real.
Crack! This landed real on my back, I screamed louder now; hot tears rolled down my cheeks.
The red light blinked once and went dark.
Recording stopped.
Viktor dropped the strap immediately, fell on his knees, forehead pressed to mine. His big hands cupped my face, rough thumbs wiping the tears away. For one stolen second, the room disappeared. His lips crashed over mine, deep and desperate. The kiss tasted like salt, leather and shame all at once. He opened my buttons; his mouth found my nipples at once.
Hot Chapters