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Instead, she spent the first four and a half minutes unraveling him, then the final three pacing herself, even going so far as to turn his wrist so she could see the timer’s count. He wasn’t deep into her throat until the final minute, and by then, practically coming apart at the seams from his own personal earthquake, he was easy prey. At a time of 7:21—or so Avril claimed, he was too busy groaning and pouring his cum down her throat to pay attention to any of that—he climaxed.

Grinning like the villainess she was after cleaning him up, she proudly abandoned him, weak at the knees and heart pounding, and sought her phone, then sent the new time to beat into the group text. Only, unlike last time, the other competitor—a woman Liam was beginning to understand was far more competitive than he’d ever have believed three months ago—soon sent her congratulations.

Well done. I wonder if that will still be the time to beat twenty-four hours from now.

It wasn’t too much of a challenge,Avril replied, which, once Liam was back with her in the living room and could see both messages over her shoulder, caused him to scowl at her.So, it won’t bother me if it is. I was just playing around.

“Thanks,” he grunted, flicking near her ear as he headed to the restroom to clean himself up.

A grin and a blown kiss pursued him as he headed down the hall.

By the time he made it back, Tess and Avril had shared a few more competitive remarks, which led him to believe that, long-term, he ought to expect to be “The Price is Righted” by both women. Neither seemed in any hurry to set a time that would be difficult for the other to beat. He supposed he should be happy about that, though he wondered how things would go once one failed to beat the other’s time. Would they admit it inthe group text, or would he be sworn to secrecy, then “subjected” to blowjob after blowjob until it could be beaten?

He supposed he’d eventually find out.

“You can open up a red one once you make it home,” Avril announced once he returned to the couch with her.

“Only a red one?”

“You get to cum down my throat, then I give you an additional reward, and then you moan about it not being enough?” Avril said, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, and?”

Rolling her eyes, she reiterated, “A red one. But if you can hold out tomorrow, when Tess is sucking you off inherkitchen, maybe I’ll let you bring your Christmas gift along for spring break.”

“Don’t try to weaponize me against her,” he said, poking her thigh. “I’m going to be fair and impartial”—at that, Avril snorted loudly—“and I won’t be bought. Besides, I doubt customs will let me bring a massive glass jar full of fortune cookies on the trip.”

To that, Avril merely shrugged. “You’ve got all your passport stuff good to go, by the way? Ready to fly far, far away?”

“I always am,” Liam said. “With how much my parents liked traveling, with where my brother lives, it’s always up to date. Honestly, I might have left the country more than anyone going on this trip.”

Avril curled one corner of her mouth thoughtfully. “How many have you been to?”

After a relatively brisk trip down memory lane, he said, “Twenty-two, I think… if I count ones that we actually visited, not just flyovers or ones we stopped in. I’m sure there’s one or two places I’m forgetting about, though.”

“Then you might have me beat. I’d have to think about how many I’ve visited. I’m probably not too far behind, but I’ve been to mostly tropical destinations. But you mentioned that yourparents like cold places.” After he nodded, she made a face. Any mention of the cold was enough to cause a response from her. Moments later, however, she grinned. “We’ll both have upped the count by one here in about a month.”

“I’m looking forward to it. I appreciate you handling everything too. I’d say I should pay for my expenses, but—”

“But you’d look really silly if you tried it,” Avril completed. “Everyone else knows how it is; a Knight has to pay for her peasants, after all.”

Rolling his eyes back at her, he began to respond, only to be cut off by the sound of the front door being unlocked.

One beautiful woman with raven-black hair walked in. And right behind her, another beautiful woman with raven-black hair followed. Upon seeing him, both brightened the room with their lovely smiles. Just one would have been enough.

“Hi, Liam,” Anna said, entering the living room.

“Hello, you two,” Evelyn Royce said, setting down her handbag as she did the same.

If there was a woman capable of matching Victoria in style, Anna’s gorgeous mother was it. Today, she reinforced that belief.

Wearing a creamy, figure-hugging sweater dress that fell midway down her thighs, which she matched with black knee-high boots, she could have silenced a furious political debate if she happened to walk in the middle of it. Possessing an arousing figure, as well those same alluringly pouty lips that she’d granted to her daughter, her eyes, a shade of light blue that edged toward being considered grey, were nevertheless full of warmth.

So, the exact opposite of what he’d received when he’d met the other of Anna’s parents.

It was something Liam was eternally grateful for. Even before meeting her for the first time a couple of months ago, he’d heard she was kind and reasonable. Nevertheless, he’d still fretted right up to when he’d finally been introduced to Anna’slovely mother. It had come after his disastrous encounter with her father—an ambush, in all but name. That hateful man had made it clear that he disapproved of him and Anna dating, and Liam knew why: business. Ridiculous as it was in this modern era, Arnold Royce seemed to see his daughter solely as a bargaining chip for his own gains.

Blessedly, Evelyn Royce didn’t support her husband’s selfish plans. Not when it came to her only child, at least. Upon meeting her, that had become abundantly clear. She wanted Anna to experience a proper relationship or two, enjoy herself, and enjoy being with someone. In fact, during a moment of alone time between them, she’d been the one to suggest that he invite Anna over to Perrymont. So, she was a big part of the reason that he’d found out about Café on Ice, then taken Anna there, then brought her back to his dorm.

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