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“Will you lay down with me?” he asked.

Anna frowned uncertainly.

“Just stretch out with me—kind of on me, I guess. You can keep stroking me off, but I’ll get to start kissing you again. A win-win for us both.”

After looking up and down across his body, possibly doing some measuring, as she wasn’t quite as tall as Tess or Avril, much less Victoria, Anna nodded. She didn’t let go of his cock, almost as if she worried he’d take it away if she did so, as she stretched out on the couch, in between him and the back of the sofa. Lying on his left arm, she made herself comfortable, and then he hooked his arm around to her back, nestling her in a little closer.

“You look beautiful,” Liam whispered, staring into Anna’s eyes, which were close enough now that he could fully marvel at their bright hue. “Thank you,” Anna replied, craning her lips toward his.

He met her halfway. As their lips tangled, warmth and desire collided in a mesmerizing kiss that would last for minutes before either of them came up for air. Long before that, Anna began stroking his cock.

Liam felt it in his gut. He felt his desire, physical and emotional, coiled deep within his core, receive stockpiles of the former, like an army on the battlefront receiving new armaments, with each slow but steady pump of Annabelle’s hand. He shut his eyes, absorbing each wonderful dose ofpleasure that she provided him with. It was addicting. Not quite in the same way as it usually was with Tess or Avril, but he still couldn’t get enough of it.

He and Anna were so alike, at least in this. There was something comforting—maybe familiar, perhaps—about the hesitance, the uncertainty, the unfamiliarity. These things she now felt were whathe’dfelt with Tess and Avril. With them, he was playing catchup, undergoing the rapid transformation necessary to play at their level.

With Anna, it was almost like he could relax a little. He could simply allow things to progress at a natural pace. He could let some of his old self rise to the top. Not too much, as he genuinely did like how he’d changed over these past few incredible months, but there was a comfort to it. Like rediscovering a type of candy you’d loved as a kid but forgotten about because of the years it’d been since you’d last seen or tasted it. And discovering that it still tasted just as good as it once had.

They breathed heavily when their lips finally disentangled, though they didn’t separate very far, just far enough back for both contestants to catch a breather before the next round. Anna’s eyes gleamed passionately, and she directed them toward his cock.

“It feels good?”

“It feels amazing,” he promised. “If you want to go a little faster, you can. It just depends on how quickly you want me to cum.”

Anna bit her lip, seemingly weighing the pros and cons of achieving that goal. After a few moments, her hand sped up. The pleasure within his cock ramped up, as did the noisiness of her hand gliding along his slick shaft.

Liam inhaled deeply, like a freediver preparing for the next plunge under the waves, then thrust his mouth back to hers.Turning slightly, he managed to get his other arm around her. Embracing her deeply, they experienced the shared heat of their bodies. It only grew closer to scalding temperatures as Anna edged him toward his zenith.

“Ah, just like that,” he whispered, feeling his cock throb urgently. He shut his eyes, mouth wavering as he fought the urge to explode quicker than he intended.

He heard Anna’s breathing grow louder. When he opened his eyes, he saw the hopefulness in them. The excitement. That was when the last shreds of worry in the back of her mind went up in flames, tossed into the incinerator.

There was no faking his euphoria, not that he would have tried. Anna could tell that he was close, that she’d done a good job.

“Cum for me, Liam,” Anna whispered. Hearing her say such words almost shocked him, but it wasn’t as if she wasthatsheltered. She knew what was coming. This had been her goal from the beginning.

“Let me, ah, roll back onto my back so I don’t make a mess of your clothes and the couch,” he grunted, fighting for every second. Pleasure coiled around his thighs like a pair of boa constrictors. He could barely hear anything over the sound of his roaring heart thundering in his ears.

Anna nodded, realizing she needed to move a little, allowing him to shift onto his back. From there, her hand pumped him to blissful oblivion. Shutting his eyes tight, Liam shoved his mouth into the bend of Anna’s neck and began kissing it. He let her know he was cumming with a whisper into her skin.

“I’m cumming, Anna, fuck, fuck!”

She tilted her gaze with him at the exact right moment, a split-second before he climaxed. She saw every sight worth seeing.

At the end of her hand’s next climb, when it was still around his glans, just beginning to pump downward again, Liam erupted.

The pleasure punched through him like a thunderbolt, and he arched his hips up as his climax overwhelmed him. The first geyser of cum launched itself up almost two feet into the air, stopped only by gravity. Yet, before it could come down and splatter itself upon his stomach—thank God he’d moved his shirt, he didn’t have a replacement—another was following in its wake. It was nearly as forceful, though the third and fourth were calmer, though hardly any neater.

The deep ache in his balls stowed itself away with the copious amount of cum spurting out of his cock. A mess, indeed. A blissful, life-altering mess.

Tess. Avril. Anna. He’d made all three of them climax. Now, they’d all done the same to him.

Chapter Fifteen

Sharing

In a serious break from character, Anna made no moves to start cleaning things up after the mess they’d made. The messshe’dmade him make. Cuddling with him for minutes, she stared at the incredible mess with wide eyes. Liam didn’t mind. Kissing the top of Anna’s head, he happily held the beautiful woman in his arms for as long as she liked.

“You… look like you could go again,” Anna noted, staring at his cock, which was only semi-flaccid at this point. “Or should we wait? I know men need breaks afterward.”

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