Page 59 of Veil of Vengeance

“Eli, are you in there? Valentina?” Fuck. It’s my ma. I look back down at Valentina and quickly pull my boxers and pants up.

“Listen, you answer her. Tell her you want some alone time and will come out when you feel ready.”

“What if she asks me about you?” she whispers back.

“Say you don’t know where I am,” I tell her. She nods before clearing her throat.

“Hey, Mariana, it’s just me in here. I’d just like to spend some time alone,” Valentina says.

There’s a beat of silence before Ma speaks up. “Are you sure? I don’t want you isolating yourself just because my son is an asshole.”

Valentina gives me a smug smirk, and I send a scowl back at her.

“It’s fine. He doesn’t scare me, but thank you for your concern,” she tells my ma. I study her face, her brows furrow and a cute pout settles on her lips as she watches the door. We listen carefully, but we don’t hear her leaving.

“Do you know where Emiliano might be?” Ma asks. Valentina’s eyes dart up to mine before she quickly looks back at the door.

“No. I don’t,” Valentina quickly answers. I hold my breath, waiting to see if Ma believes Valentina.

“Of course, you wouldn’t know. Mara, Clarissa, and I will be in the living room if you’d like to join us.”

I look at Valentina, trying to gauge if she’ll go to see them, but she sees me watching her and shakes her head.

“I’ll keep that in mind, thank you, Mariana.”

Ma’s retreating steps slowly disappear. I wait for a couple more minutes before I sink back to my knees. Valentina frowns at me, a confused look on her face.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“Saying thank you for that,” I say, kissing my way up her thigh.

“For what?” she breathes out.

“For being such a good little girl, and for that, you’ll get rewarded.”

I sink my teeth into her delectable thighs, running my tongue over the bite mark before moving to her already sobbing pussy,my pussy.

I glide my tongue over her wet folds before parting them with my hands and sinking my tongue deep inside her. Valentina’s whimpers turn into moans, and I press my face into her pussy, feeling the vibrations from her sweet sounds.

“Fuck, baby, you’re soaking wet. So wet that I want to keep drinking from you,” I groan into her.

She rakes her hand through my hair and tugs slightly as she pushes herself farther onto my face. I sink my fingers into her thighs as I keep them open. Her walls clench around my tongue, which means she’s close. I remove one of my hands, but I don’t stop lapping at her, thrusting two fingers inside her wet heat. She moans, and looking up, I see her bottom lip being tugged between her teeth, holding back to stay quiet.

That has me thrusting my fingers in at a savage pace, moving my mouth to her clit. Lapping at it causes her to gasp.

“Oh God, I’m close,” she sobs, and I go faster, more savage. She comes with her hands clenching my shoulders, pushing me impossibly closer to her center. I don’t stop when she comes, going harder, thrusting my fingers even deeper till the palm of my hand presses into her skin.

“Emiliano, I don’t think I can go for more,” she pants.

I move just far enough to say, “I know you can, and you will. Don’t stop me, please.”

“I -” She doesn’t finish because she moans as my fingers curl, rubbing her walls. Her head is thrown over the back of the couch, her hair all over the place, the baby hairs sticking to her forehead that’s slick with sweat. It doesn’t take long for her to come over my tongue and fingers again. I move back to watch her try to catch her breath, a smug smirk on my lips.

“You were saying,” I say with a chuckle.

She pushes back a stray hair that fell over my forehead when I was going down on her, watching me with droopy eyes.

“You were right,” she breathes out, and I give her right thigh a kiss, sliding my hands up to grab her waist. I give a squeeze before getting up and plant a kiss on her forehead before I settle next to her on the couch and turn the TV on, unsure what she likes. A rerun ofFriendsis playing, and when that appears on the screen, she grabs my forearm.

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