Page 31 of Loving Victoria


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“Then let’s figure out dinner.” She clapped her hands and disappeared into the kitchen. “We ran out of leftovers. I wonder what Jessie has at the dining hall. I’ll ask.” Tori reappeared with her phone in her hand, texting away. It chimed before she made it over to the couch. “Jessie says she made pulled pork. Should we go and grab some to bring here for later? I don’t know about you, but I want naked night to start now.”

This beautiful, courageous blonde had no idea she had brought me to my knees. Anything she wanted I was prepared to give her. I tugged her onto the couch and covered her body with mine. “I love that plan.” I crushed her lips with mine and didn’t let up until we were both gasping for air and her hips had started to grind against mine. She whimpered when I extracted myself from her arms and stood up, bringing her with me. “We need to get this plan in motion so we can spend the rest of the night at home.” We would be back in time to get the clothes switched over and hopefully Drew wouldn’t be too far behind.

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I should’ve known betterthan to think we could drop in quick to the dining hall. Jessie and Tori had gotten distracted more than once. Not that I minded. I loved seeing how at home our girl was with everyone on the ranch we cared about.

When we finally made it to the house, the washer was done. Watching Tori hang halfway into the washer, trying to reach the clothes at the bottom of the machine, would have been funny if I hadn’t been so turned on. Why was it that any little thing she did had me hard in seconds? Her ass was on full display, and I regretted not having her strip down the second we’d stepped through the door.

When the whites were loaded and started, I pinned Tori against the dryer, showing her the settings for this machine. The machine rumbled to life at the hit of the button, but I didn’t let Tori go. I pushed my hips against her ass, pressing her into the machine. The vibrations from the dryer reverberated through her.

I placed tiny kisses along her shoulder, her soft moans encouraging me to shift to her neck, and then nibbled on her earlobe. “There’s one thing I like about this old dryer. It can help us have a little fun.” I continued to rock into her, causing her to bump into the machine.

Tori moaned and tilted her pelvis to grind harder against the surface. I reached for the waistband of her shorts and pushed them down, taking her panties with them. We were going to start naked night right now. I spun Tori around and lifted her, not letting go until I had her exactly where I wanted her. She gasped when her flesh touched the cool metal.

“It won’t be cold for long. I promise.” I grabbed her hips and tilted them so I had better access.

“Oh my God, Caleb.” Tori’s breath came in heavy pants. She rocked her hips, trying to increase the friction, but I held her in place. I flicked my tongue over her clit, just the way she liked it. Her moans competed with the sounds coming from both machines.

With Tori’s half naked body draped across the dryer, I threw one of her legs over my shoulder and plunged two fingers into her tight channel.

“Yes. Oh, yes,” Tori cried out. I circled around her clit over and over, flicking across it now and then, knowing it made her desperate for more. When her hands tugged at my hair and her legs tensed, I curled my fingers and stroked against the little ridges along her inner walls. I lowered my wrist to rest against the dryer, letting it vibrate my hand inside her.

“Fuck, that feels amazing,”she gasped.

If she liked this, then I’d do this every time we did the laundry. Now it didn’t seem like such a chore. Sucking her clit between my teeth, I scraped my teeth around the nub and flicked my tongue one more time, sending Tori into her orgasm. Her walls pulsed around my fingers and her hips pushed against my mouth. I continued to suck and nibble until her shaking turned to light trembles.

I smiled and moved to kiss her mouth, letting her taste herself on my tongue.Fuck. She was delicious and addicting.

“That was so much better than my vibrator.” She licked her lips.

“It better be, or I’m not doing it right.”

Tori scooted to the edge of the dryer, and I helped her down. I kept her trapped against the machine and claimed her mouth again. I’d needed her orgasm just as much as she had. Her pleasure was mine, and I wanted to give it to her. It was almost like her reward for learning something new, but also my reward for letting her in. She’d broken down all my walls, and I wanted to give her everything I had within me.

The satisfied smile on her face warmed my heart. I silently promised I’d make it my mission to put one there every day we were together.

We spent the next hour gathering the other items around the house that needed washing, then taking a long, hot shower together. When the dryer’s alarm sounded, Tori practically skipped to the mudroom wearing nothing but one of my shirts. I loved how she looked in it. My cock tented my lounge shorts as I followed her. Knowing she had nothing else on had my cock weeping.

“Remove the clothes from the dryer first. We can fold them after we rotate the loads. You can put the towels and sheets in next.”

I nearly came in my pants at the sight of Tori bent over, taking the clothes out of the dryer. The shirt rode up, showing off her bare ass and her delicious pussy. She wiggled her ass and gave me a half smile over her shoulder.

I leaned against the wall, my eyes glued to her. I’d almost lost myself to the sight of her until she gasped, peering in the washer.

“What’s wrong?” I hurried to her side and peeked in, only to let out a loud laugh at what had caused her distress.

I extracted a pink shirt from the washer. The load of whites was no longer white.

“What happened?” Wrinkles appeared between Tori’s eyebrows.

I handed her a few more wet pieces of clothes. “Put those in the dryer.” As I gathered a second bundle for her, I found the culprit. I reached in the washer and produced a red thong between my fingers.

“Oh no. That didallthis?” She waved from the scrap of underwear to the wad of pink clothes in my hand. “I’m so sorry. I ruined all your clothes.” She worried her lip between her teeth.

“It’s okay, princess.” I kissed the top of her head. “I promise you, this won’t be the last time this happens. I’ve done it a few times over the years.” The remaining wet garments were tossed into the dryer, followed by a dryer sheet.

“But everything is pink. It’smyfault.” Her voice cracked.

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