26. How sweet was the pleasure?

Vera’s POV.

My damp body is filled with goosebumps and nervous excitement hits me in waves as David yanks me into the house.

My feet patter with force against the hardwood floor and my damp hair releases

droplets of water in rivulets. I'm internally smiling at the victory I’ve won myself while on the outside, the only thing giving away my sly grin at the situation is the redness that paints across my cheeks.

I watch the man’s stiff shoulders as he drags me with him. I can tell the generous amount of anger making waves within him.

It’s nothing I didn’t prepare for. I know this will happen and I decided to use Harry as a tool.

Oh, the poor boy was already on cloud nine as I gave him the best sensual handjob he’s ever gotten.

The electric excitement that spiraled through him when my mouth makes connection with his penis shows how long he had wanted to fuck my mouth.

But I did that on purpose because I saw David closing in on us from the corner of my eye. I saw the blatant rage raining