VIVIENNE's POV
A sly smirk curled over my lips as I pulled my mouth away, basking in the sheer triumph of watching Cassian's knees buckle.
His eyes were wide, glazed with lust, his chest heaving as he gripped the doorframe to keep himself upright.
Without giving him a second to recover, I spun around on my heel and glided straight over to Maddox.
He didn't even try to fight it.
His jaw was clenched so tight I could hear his teeth grinding, his dark eyes burning into mine as I dropped to my knees before him.
I wrapped my fingers around his thick, heavily veined shaft, took his broad tip into my throat, and worked him with the exact same merciless, agonizing rhythm.
I sucked him until his hips began to rock frantically into my face, until a ragged, gut-wrenching groan tore from his throat.
And just as his body went rigid on the verge of spilling over, I snapped my head back, leaving him stranded on the absolute edge.
