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Naomi rocks back on the dildo and screams as she comes. Her shivers of pleasure echo through the dildo and shortly after her crest, I’m following her over the edge.

With the toy still inside of both of us, I collapse on top of her, no longer capable of holding myself up. But the echoes of our pleasure have me rocking gently into her as I lie on top of her warm body.

“So good. So, so good,” I praise her as I pull myself back up and out of her.

My hands stroke along her, caressing each of her curves and dips. All the while, my pussy flutters and grips the dildo tightly until my body relaxes enough for it to slide out of me on its own.

I spend the next hour following through on every promise I made her. I have her on her back and I’m fucking the dildo into her pussy with the vibrator on her clit, her voice hoarse by the time Alvie walks through the room.

“Oh. Someone’s been up to a little fun, haven’t they?” he quips, walking over to the side of the bed.

I just grin at him as Naomi continues to writhe and moan.

“Hi, birdie,” he says, giving me a light kiss on the lips before sitting on the bed next to Naomi’s head. “How’s our bunny doing?”

“She’s working on orgasm number four here. Think you can help out?”

His smile is brilliant, and he leans down to whisper into Naomi’s ear.

“You’re doing so good, Naomi. Listening to your body and doing exactly as my bridie wants.” He kisses her temple tenderly. “Come for us when you want, beauty. Come all over her cock. Show us how good you can be.”

I try to keep up an even rhythm with the dildo, but I’m distracted by the way Alvie moves his hands along her body. He plays with her nipples and caresses her curves. When he reaches her pussy, he takes her palm and presses down on her pelvis just above where I’m holding the vibrator.

Just as he does, Naomi screams and pushes the dildo out of her along with liquid that squirts all over me and the mattress.

“FUCK!” she screams. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

I keep the vibrator on her clit and insert two fingers to press up into her G-spot, and she gives me another gush of liquid.

“Stop! Enough! Please!”

Immediately, Alvie and I both release her and I toss my toys to the side.

Alvie drops his face down to meet her, “You did so good, bunny.”

“Kiss me,” she gasps out, but Alvie hesitates. “Please.” She cries, and I can see how the rejection is hitting her in her current mental state.

Quickly, I crawl up her body, covering hers with my own and taking her lips in a frenzy. Our kiss is frantic and messy, need and desire coursing through both of us.

When our kisses slow and turn tender, I feel the bed shift and Alvie leaves us alone.

“He . . . ,” Naomi starts.

“Shhh. He’s had a long day.” I sigh. “We can talk about it later.”

“Okay.”

Chapter 17

Naomi

Islept like a baby last night, which is amazing.

It also means I’m scrambling to go through boxes of Bex’s old clothes to find things to wear.

Alvie is waiting patiently in the living room for Bex and I to finish packing for the weekend.

Every time I pass him, he glances up from beneath his glasses to follow me with his eyes through the house. I love how he tracks my movement, how he pays attention to me, even though I don’t think he wants to.

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