Page 27 of Treasured By Them
I’ve been looking forward to the party since Leah planted the idea in my head two days ago. I love that Edmund isn’t threatening to cancel the whole thing, but imagine how weird it would be to spend time at Vice if it’s just me, four friends, and a DJ. “I’ll behave, I promise.”
“Now, about that fucking.” Edmund cocks his head at Troy. “I think after all this talking, our princess deserves something extra special.”
“If you mean ass-fucking,” I say, “the answer is nope.”
He laughs. “Like something as simple as nope will stop us. You’d need a safe word for that. But don’t worry, I have something else in mind.”
I eye him curiously. I can’t tell if he’s being mean with the “something special,” or nice. I think he likes my uncertainty—I think it turns him on.
He kneels in front of me and inhales. “Fuck, you smell so fucking sweet.”
Troy shoves his exercise shorts down enough to free his cock. I watch, enraptured, while he strokes the rigid length.
He reaches past me to the nightstand and grabs a condom. Gesturing to Edmund, he says, “How about you lick her cunt while I fill her with my come?”
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I grin at Troy. “Yeah. That’s a brilliant suggestion.”
He rolls on the condom and hauls Danica over his lap again—this time so she’s sitting and facing out. I pull off her shorts and panties while he lifts her top up and over her head. She isn’t wearing a bra. My dick’s so hard, it’s difficult to think.
I tilt Danica’s chin and hold her in place for a kiss. Her tongue tentatively strokes mine. I deepen the kiss and she moans.
Pulling back, I say, “You were so good for your spanking. We should celebrate.”
We successfully negotiated a compromise, the three of us. If that isn’t worth celebrating, I don’t know what is.
“Let me in, Dani.” Troy nuzzles her neck. “Let me fuck that pretty little pussy.”
She gasps as he grabs her hips, lifts her, and lowers her over his dick.
“Doing okay?” he asks.
“Yeah.” Her eyes flutter shut.
“You want to behave,” I say, “but sometimes you just can’t let yourself, huh?”
“I’m sorry.” She squirms against Troy.
He brings his hands up to cup her perfect tits.
Troy pumps his hips slowly, helping to ease her farther down on his cock. This is so fucking hot, watching him disappear into her.
I drop to my knees in front of them. Looking up, I see Danica staring down to meet my gaze.
“That’s right, angel. Watch me while I lick you.” I stroke her inner thighs and caress her pussy lips around Troy’s cock.
She reaches for me and threads her fingers in my hair, her gray eyes beseeching. “Please.”
“All right, since you asked so sweetly.” I lean forward and kiss her clit. Soft, at first. Then with more pressure.
“Yes,” she moans.
I lick and suck in between kisses, lapping up her sweet and tart taste. She tastes amazing, always does. I could do this for hours. I push my shorts down my hips so I can pull out my cock. The ache feels good as I grip my shaft.
“You can take more,” Troy encourages her. “I know you can. Just relax, baby, let me fill you up.”
