Page 35 of Valentino DeLuca


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“What will you do for me if I let you?”

I don’t even think about his question before the answer slips from my mouth. “Anything.”

A wicked smile spreads across Valentino’s face, making the inferno inside me burn higher. He drags his thumb against my lips, pulling my lower lip until I open my mouth. “Then give him a taste of what it’s like to be inside your mouth. Take him all the way down your throat until he plays tag with your tonsils.”

Shivers overtake me, but I can’t be sure if it is due to Tácito’s gentle conquering or Valentino’s demands.

“And make sure you swallow everything he has to give. This will be the first time he comes inside a woman. Make it memorable. Let him feel what it means to be caressed as you swallow him whole.”

I moan, unable to control myself. Already my pussy begins to convulse under Tácito’s attentiveness. With his hand twisting in the hair at my nape, Valentino lowers me until Tácito’s dick encompasses all I see. Another shiver runs through me. With my new angle, Tácito works his devastating magic on me and the urge to share in the experience overcomes me. I lick from his scrotum to the hole leaking pearlescent fluid.

Tácito’s body jolts from the shocking new sensation and his gentle grip on my thighs tighten. I may have fingerprint reminders in the morning, but they will be well worth it. Badges from a job well done. While stroking him, I swallow as much of his dick as I can manage. His smooth skin and, oh god, his taste…unique and addictive from the first lick has me questioning how I can imagine a future without blowing him at least once a day.

With my mouth full, Tácito does a tongue swirl and suck combination that hurtles me into a screaming orgasm. If I thought he would let up, be the thoughtful, tender lover he’s proven to be until now, Tácito proves me wrong. His touch remains soft and caring, but he is unrelenting in consuming my cum and eking out more from me. His greedy moans spur me closer to another release too soon on the heels of the last.

I squeal around his length, unable to concentrate on giving Tácito the momentous blow job Valentino ordered me to give him. I come up for air to find Valentino’s eyes burning into me as he furiously strokes his monster dick.

“Half measures don’t exist between us, principessa. Take him back into your mouth and make him shoot his cum like a geyser. Don’t disappoint me.”

I gasp for breath as another wave hits me from below. I can do this. I can make Tácito come no matter how many orgasms he gives me with his mouth. I pray for strength and concentration as I engulf his hardness again.

The truth is, with or without Valentino’s commands, I want to make Tácito lose his mind. I want to have his velvety steel inside my mouth, his intoxicating flavor coating my tongue, his heady scent filling my nostrils. I engulf him once more. All that comes from my sexy partner in punishment is muted screams of pleasure into my pussy. I bob up and down his length, lick and suck the gift leaking from his hole. I manage to take him all in and I swallow to the chorus originating between my thighs.

Right now my only purpose is to get him to blow, for him to give me his decadent elixir as another orgasm crashes through me. I will not tap out before I’ve gotten my reward. I renew my efforts while my body convulses with pleasure. Fatigue drags at my limbs, but I need Tácito’s cum as much as I need air.

When his thighs begin to convulse and his hold on my limbs bears a sting of pain, I know I’m close to attaining my goal. With one last suck, Tácito roars and pushes his dick deeper into my throat. A strong surge of salty cum floods my mouth and I gulp and swallow as much as I can. He spills from my lips and I greedily lick all evidence of his emission, unable to quench my desire for the gift he’s given me.

In the background, I hear Valentino’s strangled cry, but I’m too intent on cleaning Tácito. When I’m satisfied with my work, I slump over him. At some point he stops tongue fucking me, but I can’t tell when. Spasms continue to rack my body, pushing me into a space where I feel like I’m floating with no physical body to anchor me.

“You did good, principessa. Can you move?” Valentino pushes my hair behind my ear.

I give him a weak smile while pride from his praise soothingly washes over me. “I’m not dead?”

He chuckles. “No, but you might smother Tácito to death if you don’t move.”

I tell my body to shift, try to tense my muscles, but nothing happens. “I don’t think I can.”

Valentino gently slides me off Tácito’s body and lifts me in his arms. Everything has a warm haziness around it. I try to reach for Tácito, but that too is beyond me. His eyes are closed, his chest heaves, and his face is relaxed in a way I’ve never seen before. A halo surrounds him and I just want to cuddle up to him. Thanks to Valentino, I put that look on his face. How perfect will our lives be if I can do so again?

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Tácito

A pulse on my device pulls me from luxuriating in bliss. I never expected Sloane to blow me, but after entering the heaven that is Sloane’s mouth, I understand the obsession. Her warmth, the way she massaged me inside her throat, how she gripped me and pumped me until I lost my mind and emptied into her… How the hell has Valentino refrained?

Another pulse reminds me that I may be missing something important.

Sloane is asking for you. Join us in the tub.

The “tub” is really a huge Jacuzzi Valentino commissioned so we’d never have to choose who bathes with Sloane. Tonight will be the first time it gets used. I pull myself together to answer their summons.

In the bathroom, Valentino and Sloane are already in the tub surrounded by rising bubbles. Water runs from the faucet and steam rises from the surface. He gently rubs Sloane’s body. Her head lolls against the tub’s lip. From her body’s looseness, she seems to be entering subspace.

I climb into the tub beside her. Valentino gently guides her into my arms. She wraps her arms around me and buries her face where my neck and shoulder meet. Her naked flesh against me reignites a slow burn inside me, but she isn’t prepared for more right now. I close my arms around her, relishing her soft body against mine.

I glance at Valentino, who is as relaxed as I am. “Do I have you to thank for ticking off another first on my list or was it Sloane’s idea?”

He quirks his lips in a sardonic smile.

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