Page 19 of Treasured By 3

“Is that a yes? Will it fulfill what I owe?” I ask against her mouth.

“That depends on how well you follow through on your plan,” she answers.

Grinning, I undo her shirt and cup her breast in my hand. I circle her nipple with my thumb, then tug it. Her lips part and she squirms. “Hunt..”

Guiding her back further, I wrap my lips around her hard nipple, sucking and licking, teasing her with little flicks of my tongue as my fingers slide up her thigh and press against her clit. I circle my fingers, taking my time even though she’s soaking wet. She bucks against my hand.

I keep teasing her with light touches, taking my time, enjoying the way she writhes for more. I switch to her other nipple, flatting my tongue over it before sucking hard and massaging with my teeth. She groans and wraps one hand around the back of my head.

“I’m so wet,” Valerie says.

Taking that cue, I slide my fingers into her tight pussy. She moans and digs her nails into the back of my neck as she rolls her hips against my hand. I slide a third finger into her. I tap her g-spot, then curl my fingers inside her.

I exploit every spot she likes as she whines and whimpers. I suck her nipple hard and she comes for me. Her pussy tightens around my fingers, gripping me tight like she can’t get enough.

“Yes, Krolik, you are so good. Feel ... so good,” she moans as she comes, soaking my fingers.

I kiss and lick up her breast, along her throat, and claim her mouth again as I keep thrusting my fingers into her, in and out on repeat, until her orgasm ebbs. I draw back and she shudders, trying to squeeze her legs together.

“There’s one. Do you remember the next part?” I ask.

She nods.

I sink to my knees and spread her legs over my shoulders, jerking her closer to the edge until her pussy is right in my face. I lick over her slit and her thighs tighten. I hold her ass in my hands as I lick her up and down, from entrance to clit, focusing more and more on her clit until Valerie whimpers. I offer her my wet fingers as I lift my eyes to her flushed face.

She sucks them, but I thrust further in her mouth as I suck her clit and tongue her. I try to take my time, I do. I want Valerie to enjoy this, want her to know how much she means to me. But her tongue stroking between my fingers, the soft sucking sounds and her muffled moans spur me on.

I groan and devour her pussy, sucking, licking, kissing everything she loves until I set a pace that has her legs tightening around me, trying to drag me closer. She squeezes my head between her thighs and bites my fingers as she comes. I love how she tenses and trembles for me.

Standing up, I free my fingers from her mouth. Her lips are shiny with her own wetness and her eyes are all glassy.

“Were you worried you weren’t going to come?” I ask.

She shakes her head and pulls me against her, kissing me like she needs. Valerie pushes me back onto the chair and mounts me, as her hands are busy with my pants. “I want you.”

“Do you? I thought I was paying a fine,” I tease.

“Fuck the fine,” she growls as she jerks my pants down. “I want your cock buried deep inside menow.”

I thrust into her, and we moan together. Valerie rides me with blatant determination. She kisses me deep, pulls my hair, scratches at my shirt and rubs herself on me until we fall backwards. She moans, but doesn’t stop, continuing to take me like she needs me.

I roll her over and hold her down. “I’m going to make you come, over and over again.”

“Yes,” she gasps. “Until you finish, Krolik. Don’t stop.”

I give her everything she wants, plowing into her over and over again, fucking her through her third orgasm as I grip her thigh over my hip, then put her legs over my shoulders. I kiss her as her hips lift to take every inch of my thick cock.

“Hunter! I can’t ... I ... too much, too-”

She comes again, gushing over my cock as her pussy tries to pull me deeper inside her. I wrap my hand around her throat and kiss her parted lips just before my stomach tightens and ecstasy sweeps through me. I come with her.

My heart pounds in my ears, louder than any sound Valerie or I make until I collapse on top of her. She shudders and strokes my back. “You can keep the book.”

“I’d rather keep you,” I answer.

She giggles and runs her fingers through my hair. “Are you still angry with me?”

“No.” I sigh. “I’m very pleased right now.”

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