Page 199 of The Villain We Tempt

“This.”

He doesn’t even blink as he presses his mouth to my swollen, freshly fucked pussy and slowly curls his tongue into me.

It’s fuckingheaven.

His tongue slides over the tenderness between my legs. I mean, I’ve ridden horses before and played sports in high school, but I’m still a little sore afterthat. But now his tongue starts to melt the soreness away as he licks and nibbles and teases, and before I know what’s happening, my head is falling back as another explosive orgasm careens through my body.

Lochlan slides back up between my legs. He cups my jaw with one hand and kisses me deeply as he pushes his cum into my mouth.

I know real life isn’t a romance book, and I know that during an erotically filthy kiss is averystrange moment for it to click. But it hits meright thenthat this motherfucker has gone ahead and made me fall in love with him.

I mean, theaudacity.

But again, ten out of ten.

No notes.

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LOCHLAN

I know betterthan to get involved with bullshit that doesn’t involve me.

At least, Iusedto.

But that wasbeforeI found myself falling head over fucking heels for Galina Nikitin. And unfortunately, now that I have, there’s no fucking power on Earth that’s going to stop me from firmly inserting myself in her situation.

This shitends tonight.

In the shadows next to Blackwood Hall, I exhale slowly as I watch my target shove half a Snickers bar into his mouth at once. It’s dark, and he’s sitting alone on a bench next to one of the myriad of white gravel pathways that zigzag across campus. His phone illuminates his face…which currently looks like a goddamn chipmunk with that fucking candy bar crammed into it. I scowl as I watch him grin at something on his phone before he taps the screen.

My own phone buzzes in my pocket.

Do I feel guilty for syncing Galina’s Velvet Villainess account notifications to my phone?

Yes. But it’s only temporary, and the endsdojustify the means in this case.

Tonight, those ends involve making sure “Mr.Villainess” knows, unequivocally, that his days of being a level 99 creep to his favorite content creator areover.

I suppose I do feel atouchbad for him. Because I really do think this is more a case of a guy being raised not knowing how to talk to girls than it is him being a bad person.

Still. This crap has gone on too long, and he’s taken it too far.

I’ve looked back at some of shit Mr.Villainess has sent her over the last year.

Mr.Villainess

You looked tired today in your video, beautiful. Please take care of yourself.

Mr.Villainess

You deserve to be cherished, my dear.

Mr.Villainess

Every queen deserves a loyal, faithful knight.

Like…okay, they’re weird, but they come off as socially awkward, notdangerous.