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“Notyet,at least,” Liam said.

“And how do you plan to change that?”

“She’s going to let me massage her tomorrow morning,” he said, spilling his plans in their entirety. “I’m going to give her my absolute best.”

“So, she’ll sit on your lap like she was at the hot spring?”

“You saw that?”

“How couldn’t I? Anna and Ibothsaw it.”

Liam swallowed, but there was no moisture to be found in his throat. Nevertheless, he still answered Tess’s earlier question.

“No, not just so she’ll sit on my lap again. So, she’ll think about massaging my cock with her big tits.”

In between ragged breaths, Tess grinned salaciously. “A dream so, so many men must have had. Fitting their cock between such big breasts, seeing if she can smother every inch.”

The lurid imagery made Liam tremble with excitement. He could also detect that these words weren’t solely meant to increase his arousal. In the very depths of Tess’s deep blue eyes swirled hedonistic fantasies, and her pussy felt even tighter during the following few thrusts. Did someone have a bit of a crush on their colleague?

“If you want to try and kiss her before I do, I won’t be upset,” Liam said.

Tess’s eyes dilated, and he knew he’d hit the mark. Biting her lower lip, Tess glanced toward the south. Toward a woman that they both might want to fuck.

“But you’ll need to be quick about it,” he continued, feeling bolder by the moment. “Tomorrow morning, I will have my lipsallover her.”

“We’ll see if it’s so easy,” Tess said, though he knew she was hoping it would be. For the sake of both their fantasies. “I think I know something about Victoria you might not yet know. It involves this very week.”

“Tell me,” Liam urged, but Tess’s eyes seemed to say he needed to make her.

So, he did. The conversation ended. Liam put everything he had on the table, holding nothing back. One hand moved from Tess’s waist to her clit, where he began to stimulate it with all the skill he possessed. She immediately shuddered in bliss, a deep, guttural moan rising in her throat.

Even with that new tactic helping speed up her impending climax, he barely held on any longer than she did. Their pleasurelurched toward the summit, toward the splash of pure sunlight waiting there. It would feel so good to bask in its radiant glow.

Liam slapped Tess’s butt again, watching it jiggle. Her hair bounced on her shoulders and upper back, arms tensing for support each time he pumped his cock into her. She shut her eyes, begging and pleading with only one word at a time.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! Liam. Yesss! There!”

It might have been the best climax he’d ever given her. He felt the rhythm of contraction and release in her pussy more potently than usual, and the moans emerging from her throat were shattered things, barely escaping before the next one raced after it. His cock felt so slick too, no longer needing any of the lubricants they’d spread—but still benefiting from it.

The woman of his dreams camehard,and they both reveled in it. Her face twisted with a devastating amount of pleasure, her eyelashes fluttering as wave after wave collapsed upon her beautiful form. Just as they reveled in the final few powerful thrusts—and one more hard spank of his favorite ass, for good measure—before he exploded within her.

His cum gushed out of his cock so forcefully that it might have gone several feet into the air if there hadn’t been a womb waiting to accept it. He joined her moans with his, now experiencing greater magnitudes of bliss than he’d expected. He loved that Tess and Avril had their competition. He loved being in their throats, seeing them look up at him as they challenged the leader’s time. But it couldn’t compare to this.

“I love you, Tess,” he whispered, forehead against her back.

Just like that, his plans for a romantic, secluded dinner, then soft, tender lovemaking, then whispering into her ear that he loved her shattered like porcelain. He hadn’t meant to break from that plan, but he didn’t find any semblance of panic to evaporate his current unparalleled bliss.

It got better.

“I love you too, Liam,” Tess whispered back. Her words held only the truth.

Yes. This was better. This was perfect.

Chapter Twelve

With Seconds to Spare

Neither of them rushed to leave the shower, even though they probably should have. Neither of them mentioned how each second passing by was another that they might not have to spend. In fact, neither of them added anything to the room’s stillness except the rise and fall of their chests. For at least a few more seconds, they weren’t in any rush.

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