Page 20 of My 3 Naughty Valentines

I can feel my pussy throbbing, aching for him. I reach down, unzip his jeans and free his hard cock. I wrap my hand around it, stroking it slowly. He moans, his hips thrusting forward.

"Fuck, Emma, that feels so good." I can feel the tension building between us, the charged energy pulsing through our bodies. I peel off my shirt, revealing my lacy bra.

Dex's eyes lock on my breasts, and I can see the hunger in them. He reaches out, cupping my breasts, his thumbs flicking over my nipples. I gasp, my back arching.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he growls, his hands sliding down to my pants. He pulls them down, revealing my panties. He runs his fingers over the wet fabric, and I can feel my pussy clenching.

"I need you inside me," I moan, my voice shacky with desire.

Dex pulls off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest. He pulls me close, his lips trailing down my neck, his hands caressing my body.

I can feel my pussy throbbing, aching for him. He pushes me onto the bed, his hands sliding up my thighs. He pulls off my panties, revealing my wet pussy. He groans, his fingers sliding over my clit. I gasp, and thurst my hips forward.

"Fuck, Emma, you're so wet." He slides his fingers inside me, his thumb rubbing my clit. His skillful fingers, from years of working on engines, make my pussy ache for more. I feel the pressure building, as my body shakes with pleasure.

"Fuck me, Dex," I moan, my voice hoarse with desire.

He positions himself at my entrance, his cock pulsating. He pushes inside me, filling me up with one smooth move . I gasp, my body shaking with pleasure.

He starts to move, his hips thrust forward.

"Fuck, Emma, you feel so good," he growls, his hips moving faster. I can feel my orgasm building, my body is on fire.

"Fuck, Dex, I'm going to come," I moan, my voice hoarse with desire. He thrusts harder and harder, relentlessly hitting my G-spot. I cry out; my body convulsing in pleasure as I come.

He groans, his hips thrust forward as he explodes inside me, following me over the edge of bliss. We collapse onto the bed, our bodies humming with pleasure.

"Fuck, Emma, that was amazing," he whispers, his breath hot against my neck.

I can feel my heart racing, my body still tingling with pleasure.

We look into each other's eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the connection we've just solidified. Dex holds me close, his heartbeat steady against mine. "Whatever happens next, I want you to know you're not alone in this," he whispers.

After Dex leaves,the night seems less daunting, the weight on my shoulders a bit lighter. Dex's words stay within me, solidifying a bond that goes beyond mere attraction. This isn't just a fleeting romance; it's something real, something worth fighting for.

But the realityof my situation hasn't changed. I still have a job to do, a story to complete. The conflict between my heart and my duty has never been more acute. As I lie in bed that night, the images of Dex, his touch, and his words linger in my mind, a sweet torment that leaves me restless and conflicted.

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When I wakeup the next morning, I decide I need to go see Jake, to be there for him. As I make my way to the hospital, my mind is a tangle of worry and apprehension.

The hospital’s sterile halls and hushed atmosphere feel alien after the chaos of the clubhouse. I find Jake's room, and step into the room with a pounding heart. I see him lying there, his usually strong frame looking vulnerable amidst the tangle of tubes and monitors.

"Jake," I whisper, approaching his bedside.

His eyes flutter open.

"Emma," he murmurs, a weak smile playing on his lips.

Seeing him like this, hurt, but trying to be strong, stirs a well of emotions within me. I take his hand.

"You scared me," I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

Jake squeezes my hand gently. "I'll be okay, Emma. It's just a setback."

I nod, fighting back tears. We talk for a while about everything and nothing. His resilience in the face of pain is both inspiring and heart-wrenching. As I leave, I promise to come back soon.

As I leave the hospital, I get a text from Dex telling me that Vanessa was leaving to go back to her chapter. I feel relieved; her presence has been a constant source of tension, she couldn’t leave fast enough for me.

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