Page 100 of Villainous Intent

Then he stopped.

I wanted to scream. I shot him a desperate glance, but his attention remained fixed on Baron Ash, his expression hidden behind his mask.

Baron Ash’s fiery gaze suddenly swiveled toward me.

“And after I’ve reduced you to nothing,” he growled, “I’ll take your little whore. She looks like she needs a real man to show her what power feels like. I bet she screams prettily when⁠—“

“Careful now,” Cipher cut in, his voice made the hairs on my arms stand up. At the same time, he pinched my clit. Hard.

I jerked in his lap and my vision spotted white.

“You’re embarrassing yourself,” Cipher said. “If you’re that desperate for attention, focus on improving your pathetic ratings. Stop fantasizing about things you’ll never touch.”

His fingers moved again. Fast. Rough. I bit down on my lip until I tasted copper as I fought to keep silent.

“You arrogant⁠—”

“Boring.” Cipher waved his free hand dismissively. The other hand drove me right to the edge. I was falling. I was ready.

Then he fucking stopped.

Again.

My entire body went rigid. I was going to beg. I hated myself for it, but I was actually going to beg him to finish me in front of the murderous asshole.

“Is there an actual purpose to this call?” Cipher asked. “Or did you just need someone to witness your tantrum?”

Sweat beaded at my hairline and my pussy throbbed around his fingers.

“One week,” Baron Ash hissed. “We’ll see who’s boring when I’m burning that smirk off your face.”

“Looking forward to it.” His fingers resumed their torturous rhythm. I was so sensitive that the slightest friction sent little shocks through my nerves. He brought me to the precipice one last time. My toes curled. My hips lifted. And then he stopped.

I choked on a whimper of frustration.

Cipher tapped a button on the desk and the screen went black.

I let out a shaky breath. I needed him to finish this. I was right there. One more stroke, just one.

Cipher removed his hand.

“Cipher?”

He didn’t answer immediately. He just sat there, looking down at me with a tilt of his head and a smirk that screamed arrogance.

“You thought I was going to let you come?” His voice was rich with amusement.

“Yes?” I felt like I was vibrating. He ate me, he fingered me, why wouldn’t he let me come?

“You were beautiful. So desperate.” His hand slid over my ass. “But you seem to have forgotten something, Annie.”

“What?” I snapped. “What could I possibly have forgotten while you were fingering me in front of Ash?”

“Consequences.”

He stood up, lifting me easily as he rose. He set me on the edge of the desk and I jerked when my ass hit the cold surface.

Cipher stepped between my spread knees and loomed over me, his mask giving me no indication of his mood, but that mouth, that fucking mouth, was still smirking.