Page 96 of His Greatest Treasure

He pushes forward on his knees and palms my breast in a rough hand before tweaking my nipple. I whimper at the sensation and close my eyes.

“Eyes open. On me, Avery. I want to watch them as you come for me,” he growls.

I snap them open without hesitation. The burn in my lower belly grows hotter and hotter with every hard thrust, pressure building. He doesn’t look away from me as I writhe beneath him. His expression tightens when he shifts his hips and drives upward, the head of his cock hitting a place inside of me that has me flying.

“Oh, fuck!” I cry, my orgasm cresting in the blink of an eye. “Right there, right there!”

He pistons his hips and hits that spot over and over until I’m gasping for breath and come smacking back into my body.

“You’ve got one more for me,” he grunts, hovering above menow, lips on my neck and teeth raking my skin. “One more and I’ll fuck my cum deep inside of you.”

Something about his statement has me fluttering around his cock, already ready for another orgasm. It’s never happened before. Two in one night like this. But I know he’ll accomplish it. Even if we have to stay here in bed for hours.

“You want me to fill you full of cum? That why you just gripped me tight?”

“Yes,” I whisper, curling a leg around his hips.

He reaches between us to hold my stomach and grinds against my clit. “You know what happens when you get full of cum, princess?”

Oh, God. I’m already close to coming again.

“I do. Fuck me, I do!”

“Tell me. Tell me what happens after I’ve filled you so full you drip,” he demands in a voice so rough it scrapes down my bare skin.

I want more of that tone. Want it all over me.

Squeezing my walls, I roll my hips beneath him. My tongue feels weighed down as he sucks on the shell of my ear.

“I’ll tell you what happens, Avery. You get pregnant. I fuck you so full of cum you’ll have no choice but to get nice and round for me,” he breathes out.

My second orgasm is stronger and bigger than the first. It’s full and overwhelming. Time fades as I grip onto him for dear life and just let go, accepting the force of pleasure.

I feel him get there right after me. Hot pulses of cum fill me as he drops his forehead to my chest and grunts, every thrust accompanied by a grind of his hips.

“Do you feel it?” he groans.

“I feel it.”

In more ways than one. Far beyond the sexual.

“I didn’t mean anything by what I said before. About getting you pregnant. It had nothing to do with why I didn’t use a condom or?—”

I soothe him by gliding my fingers through his hair and scratching at his scalp as he relaxes on top of me. “I know.”

My mind is at peace as we lie here, nothing but silence and the rapid thump of my heart against his cheek. And I think I could stay here forever, just like this.

It’s not something that could really happen, but for tonight, I’ll take what I can get.

32

OLIVER

Wakingup with Avery in my arms this morning feels different than last time.

She’s huddled onto my chest, breath spreading in warm puffs between my pecs and leg thrown over my waist. The light is bright in my room from the open curtains, and I take advantage of the opportunity to look at her.

Her lips are parted, no longer swollen from how long I kept them attached to mine long after we’d crawled under the blankets. Blonde hair frizzy and standing up every which way, she looks youthful. Unkempt yet as beautiful as I’ve ever seen her. Even when we were kids, I don’t remember her hair being messy. It was always smooth and shiny.

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