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out as a sigh, “Everything.”
Arsen stopped kissing my neck and collarbone. That signature look of mischief washed over him, and suddenly I was terrified. Did I just sign a contract with the devil?
Arsen said nothing, he just took a deep breath and plunged beneath the bubbling water. I was confused at first, then I felt my panties get ripped off, literally torn from my body. I gasped, it was the sexiest thing to ever happen to me.
He wasn't going to do what I thought he was, was he?
Arsen's tongue dove into my pussy, with reckless abandon. Waves of pleasure pulsed from my clit, the sensation was only heightened by where we were, who was going down on me and how he was doing it.
He carved circles into my clit then sucked it, I lurched forward several times on the cusp of coming. It was Arsen eating me out. It was like tumbling into your favorite book. It was impossible, but also everything that I secretly wanted to happen.
The real world faded away and everything finally made sense.
When his tongue pushed into my pussy and began to curl, that was it, I was finished. I climaxed immediately. I'd never felt anything more amazing in my life. I moaned his name over and over, not caring if he was right or not about us being truly alone.
A second later Arsen resurfaced, and we were both gasping for air.
“Even underwater, you taste as good as I thought you would.” He kissed me and I wondered if I'd taste myself on his tongue. That thought got me even hotter.
“You were down there so long.” My body was still quaking from the aftershocks.
“I couldn't think of a better way to die, than with the taste of your pussy in my mouth.” He said, and despite the heat, I shivered at hearing the filthy language. “Shit, are you crying?”
“No,” I lied. “It's just water.” I wiped my face. I'd just wanted this for so long. This was all too good, life didn't work like this. Everything I had now was because I put in the work for it. Regardless of who my father was, nothing was ever handed to me.
I heard a noise outside and braced expecting the paparazzi to descend on us like a SWAT team, but no one came.
Arsen pulled my hand from my eyes and thumbed away the tears. Water rivulets rolled from his thick eyebrows and sped into the raising corner of his grin. “That's just nature being nature. Stop being Valentine Dawson, just for tonight. No one is going to find us.”
“Godammit, Arsen. How do you do this to me?”
The thought of putting that person aside, taking a break from my life, thrilled me. I'd love to hit the snooze button on this whole superstar persona and just be that girl that Arsen pulled into the Jacuzzi so many years ago.
Then I remembered what happened after we got back to Arsen's house that afternoon, and I changed my mind. I would never want either of us to have to live through something like that ever again.
I shook off the old bad memories and enjoyed what was literally right in front of me.
“How many times do I have to tell you, Val?” The power in his voice shook me. It was irrefutable, like saying that the sun rises in the east. It just does. “You belong to me.”
And I belonged to Arsen.
I grabbed his cock through his boxers, smiling with a little bit of mischief of my own. “Then this belongs to me.”
Arsen flexed, making his hard shaft jump in my palm. I couldn't believe how thick it was, I could barely get my hand around it. I squeezed, slowly beginning to stroke him. His dark brown eyes shut for a moment and I knew I was doing it right. I needed to feel him inside of me, all of him.
Then my stupid phone went off. It was my father's ring tone. He never called me out of the blue, something must have happened. I had Arsen's hard, throbbing cock in my hand, and it felt like someone doused me with a pail of cold water.
My eyebrows upturned and I groaned at having to take the call.
“Don't you fucking dare.” Arsen growled, trapping my hand on his cock and squeezing
Arsen stopped kissing my neck and collarbone. That signature look of mischief washed over him, and suddenly I was terrified. Did I just sign a contract with the devil?
Arsen said nothing, he just took a deep breath and plunged beneath the bubbling water. I was confused at first, then I felt my panties get ripped off, literally torn from my body. I gasped, it was the sexiest thing to ever happen to me.
He wasn't going to do what I thought he was, was he?
Arsen's tongue dove into my pussy, with reckless abandon. Waves of pleasure pulsed from my clit, the sensation was only heightened by where we were, who was going down on me and how he was doing it.
He carved circles into my clit then sucked it, I lurched forward several times on the cusp of coming. It was Arsen eating me out. It was like tumbling into your favorite book. It was impossible, but also everything that I secretly wanted to happen.
The real world faded away and everything finally made sense.
When his tongue pushed into my pussy and began to curl, that was it, I was finished. I climaxed immediately. I'd never felt anything more amazing in my life. I moaned his name over and over, not caring if he was right or not about us being truly alone.
A second later Arsen resurfaced, and we were both gasping for air.
“Even underwater, you taste as good as I thought you would.” He kissed me and I wondered if I'd taste myself on his tongue. That thought got me even hotter.
“You were down there so long.” My body was still quaking from the aftershocks.
“I couldn't think of a better way to die, than with the taste of your pussy in my mouth.” He said, and despite the heat, I shivered at hearing the filthy language. “Shit, are you crying?”
“No,” I lied. “It's just water.” I wiped my face. I'd just wanted this for so long. This was all too good, life didn't work like this. Everything I had now was because I put in the work for it. Regardless of who my father was, nothing was ever handed to me.
I heard a noise outside and braced expecting the paparazzi to descend on us like a SWAT team, but no one came.
Arsen pulled my hand from my eyes and thumbed away the tears. Water rivulets rolled from his thick eyebrows and sped into the raising corner of his grin. “That's just nature being nature. Stop being Valentine Dawson, just for tonight. No one is going to find us.”
“Godammit, Arsen. How do you do this to me?”
The thought of putting that person aside, taking a break from my life, thrilled me. I'd love to hit the snooze button on this whole superstar persona and just be that girl that Arsen pulled into the Jacuzzi so many years ago.
Then I remembered what happened after we got back to Arsen's house that afternoon, and I changed my mind. I would never want either of us to have to live through something like that ever again.
I shook off the old bad memories and enjoyed what was literally right in front of me.
“How many times do I have to tell you, Val?” The power in his voice shook me. It was irrefutable, like saying that the sun rises in the east. It just does. “You belong to me.”
And I belonged to Arsen.
I grabbed his cock through his boxers, smiling with a little bit of mischief of my own. “Then this belongs to me.”
Arsen flexed, making his hard shaft jump in my palm. I couldn't believe how thick it was, I could barely get my hand around it. I squeezed, slowly beginning to stroke him. His dark brown eyes shut for a moment and I knew I was doing it right. I needed to feel him inside of me, all of him.
Then my stupid phone went off. It was my father's ring tone. He never called me out of the blue, something must have happened. I had Arsen's hard, throbbing cock in my hand, and it felt like someone doused me with a pail of cold water.
My eyebrows upturned and I groaned at having to take the call.
“Don't you fucking dare.” Arsen growled, trapping my hand on his cock and squeezing
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