Chapter 16 – The Weight of the Rios Name

"Kneel."

"Mhmm, just like that."

He grasped a handful of my hair and tightly gripped it as I felt him twitching inside my mouth. He released shortly after my skillful maneuvering, and I panted when he pulled himself out. He was panting like me, and his hands cupped my chin.

Looking down at my kneeling figure, his droopy eyes blinked as he smirked, "You're learning. Keep it up."

When I remained silent, he urged me to answer. I mumbled, "Thank you, master."

I rose from the cold bed, catching my breath. My hands went to my throat, which felt full just a moment ago, and looked around. I'm in the same room, but the lights are off and I'm...alone.

My eyes widened. What was that?! Did I just dream of us?!

Why?!

If I remember correctly, that was on our third day. Why did I dream of that so suddenly, and even after so many days have passed?

To take my mind off that steamy dream, I washed in the bathroom and prepared for today's formal party. It's been a few weeks since I started snooping aroun