Page 65 of Pucking Obsessed

I come because of that tender look of hers.

I want Robyn to look at me like that forever.

My back arches, and my toes curl.

I feel like I’m being turned inside out, the orgasm is so intense.

My eyes flutter shut.

At the same time, I feel Robyn convulse and come beneath me.

I keep her pinned.

“F-f-f-uck.” Robyn gasps.

I keep lazily kissing her through the aftershocks.

I’m sated and contented in a way that has nothing to do with my own mind-blowing orgasm.

When Robyn is too sensitive and squirming, I give her one final kiss, before dropping her thong back into place.

I wrinkle my nose, sitting up and away from the sticky, wet patch underneath me.

Eden will change the sheets later. He always does.

He’s an awesome brother.

Eden rests back against the headboard, but I notice the way that he holds onto Robyn’s hand.

D’Angelo lowers Robyn’s legs, massaging her calves. “All right, principessa?”

“Amazing,” Robyn says, dreamily. “You’re all incredible kissers.”

“Who won?” I ask, bouncing up and down.

D’Angelo stills me with a hand on my shoulder.

My heart speeds up.

Say me.

I want to play the kink game.

Kink is kind of my thing. Plus, I didn’t know how much I needed to feel that Robyn won’t reject me.

I know that she won’t in theory, but if she chooses my kisses over D’Angelo’s, then she truly won’t.

Right?

My stomach is tied in knots.

Why isn’t she saying anything?

Eden is looking too serious as well.

Should I be hoping that he won?

I bite my lip.

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