Had he said that, she probably would have been extremely flattered in her own sick way. That, she would have figured, would have meant something to him, and that meant she meant something to him. Or so she would have thought.


Or maybe hoped.


She smiled as she worked him into hardness again, bringing her hand up to help get him as erect as she wanted him. She looked up at him when his fingers twitched in her hair, and she smiled, eyes completely on him as she licked up his growing shaft. Unashamed and completely in her element, that's what Vanessa currently was.