Page 17 of Loving Victoria


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“It’s in the pantry,” a voice said behind me, still rough with sleep.

I turned and smiled at Andrew. He was so damn sexy without a shirt and a low-slung pair of sweats on.

He gestured toward the pantry. I shifted closer to the door and opened it. Inside was a small coffee maker, complete with a glass coffeepot. I lifted the contraption from the shelf and set it on the counter. I plugged it into the wall, and then returned to the pantry to retrieve the tin of coffee grounds.

Setting the tin on the counter, I looked over my shoulder. “Umm.”Shit. What was I supposed to do? I’d never even seen one of these types of coffee machines in real life before.

“You want to be normal, then here’s your first lesson. Everyone needs to know how to make coffee. It’s a lifesaving skill.” Andrew lifted the glass carafe and handed it to me.

I huffed out a low chuckle. I didn’t know how to do a simple task like this. I’d had everything done for me my whole life, including when I was in Wales. There was always someone to help me or do things for me at the insistence of my fathers.

Was I really this useless? What was I supposed to do when I had to take care of my husbands?

“You start by filling the pot up all the way with water.” Andrew’s voice broke me from my thoughts. He leaned in and pointed at the six-cup line. I was determined to do this. And so far, it sounded easy enough. I filled the glass pot in the sink and turned to the coffeemaker.

“Now, open the lid at the top.” Andrew stepped behind me. A small kernel of happiness was building inside of me. He was acting like it wasn’t an imposition to teach me how to do this. His gentle tone and simple directions let me know he really wanted to help me learn.

The warmth from his body spread through me, awakening every tired muscle. His hands grazed against my outer thighs, lifting the hem of the shirt as he inched his way around my ass and to my stomach.

My breathing quickened, and I could barely concentrate on lifting the lid, but I managed. Barely. “Pour the water into the chamber at the back.”

The pot was heavy, and I tried not to spill as I poured the contents to where he indicated. It didn’t help that one of his hands cupped my breast and started kneading it. Once all the water was in, I closed my eyes and leaned against Andrew’s chest.

My eyes snapped open at the sharp sting of him pinching my nipple. “No getting distracted, sunshine. Weallneed that coffee today.”

I leaned forward to continue my task, but Andrew kept my breast firmly in his rough palm. “In the cabinet above, there are coffee filters. Grab one and place it in the basket.” I did as he said and was rewarded by his other palm slowly moving south to cup my pussy. I wasn’t wearing any panties, not that crotchless ones would have presented much of a barrier. It was a good thing I didn’t need them. They were still lost somewhere in the living room.

He moaned against my ear, and the vibrations from his chest rumbled against my ribs. My thighs were already wet as my arousal ran down my legs. Making my best effort to push past Andrew’s distraction, I grabbed the coffee tin and opened it, only to find rice and not coffee.

“In the cabinet you were just in, next to the filters,” Andrew said in between nibbling along my neck. Goosebumps broke out along my arms.

I wanted to abandon this task and let him have his way with me, but I pushed through. I needed this win. I needed to know I wasn’t completely useless. With one hand pressed against the countertop to keep me steady, I used the other to grab the new tin from the cabinet. With a shaky hand, I fished the scooper out and started spooning grounds into the filter. “Six scoops should do. One for each cup of water,” Andrew instructed.

I shut the lid and pressed the power button. Relief hit me when the machine started to make noises, but my smile stretched clear across my face. I’d done it. I’d made coffee for the first time. Now I had to wait for it to brew.

“Good girl. Time for your reward.” Andrew’s finger swirled around my clit. I bucked into his hand, and he dipped his finger between my folds and pushed inside me. He slowly finger-fucked me, using the palm of his hand to grind against my sensitive bud.

“Fuck, Andrew,” I moaned. If this was what I got for learning something new, then I wanted to learn anything and everything I could while I was here.

“Yeah, sunshine. Ride my hand. Make yourself come.”His rough voice slid over me.

I hadn’t even realized I was moving against him. With Andrew’s fingers pinching my nipple, I was already racing toward an orgasm. My body trembled, and my stomach muscles tensed. “Oh my God.” I screwed my eyes shut.

“Fuck, that is so hot watching you, princess.” Caleb’s voice growled somewhere to my left. Knowing he was there and watching was enough to push me over the edge. I braced against the counter to keep myself up as my knees grew weak.

My back arched as my orgasm washed over me, waking me up, but also draining all the energy I had left. I sagged against Andrew. His fingers continuing to rock in and out of me, extending my release, making me crave his touch.

When I stopped bucking against him, he slowly withdrew his fingers. The sound of his lips closing around his digits had me moaning.

Fuck. I needed that coffee now. Anything to distract me. I had to be careful, or I was going to become addicted to these two.

CALEB

It had been a pleasant surprise coming into the kitchen this morning to see Drew getting Tori off. When she turned and smiled at me, I had expected it to have been from the orgasm, but in a breathy voice, she’d said she’d made coffee for us. Looked like Drew had given her first lesson. Making coffee was crucial.

The proud gleam in her eyes had me shifting to stand in front of her. I cupped her cheeks in my hands and gave her a congratulatory kiss. “You did a great job, princess.”

I knew from the little she said last night that in these moments, praising her was exactly what she needed.Wewere exactly what she needed.

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