Page 71 of Hidden Ties

Sal hated the fact she continued to ask other men to be in her games, but Valerie no longer didn’t want to put him in a video game because, like Sal, she was jealous and had no plans on sharing him with the rest of the world.

“Meandyou.” She made it clear that now was the time to rip off the Band-Aid to find out if he didn’t have the same feelings she had for him. If Valerie didn’t find out today, she was never going to recover from having to walk away from him. Sal could have easily changed his mind about making her his girlfriend over the past month, wishing he had just kept her as a fuck buddy. After living with her for that long, she supposed he could do that.

“Don’t you think that if we are going to discuss money, we should talk about our feelings first?”

“Suuuure.”

“You know, Sal, you’re looking like less of a snack right about now and more so like a piece of broccoli,” she huffed out in frustration.

Sal could only stare at her in a stupor. “You’re comparing me to food?”

Scooting to the bottom of the bed to where Sal was standing, she untucked his towel and let it drop to the floor. “I adore food.”The words came out huskily. “Some, Ilove. Like snacks, for instance. Thensome, I can leave and never touch them again.”

“That’s rather harsh,” he commented, staring her down with lust in his enormously deep eyes. “Some foods just need to cook a bit longer before you can enjoy the full taste.”

Her hand went to his joystick, running her thumb tenderly over the head. “I don’t. I only need one taste to see if I like something.”

Letting her hand slide down his cock, she covered the head with her mouth before she started sucking his cock fully into her mouth. Sal’s thigh muscles started bulging as he got hot. She loved it when his made man façade transformed into a normal one who was never sure if he was going to get laid or not. His vulnerability that he was slowly showing her more every day made her want to make him happier, which in turned made her happier.

Clasping his dick tighter in her hand, she glided up and down on his cock smoothly while using her tongue to flick across his head when she reached the tip.

Sal ran his fingers through her hair before holding on. He was so gentle with her, as if afraid he might hurt her if he were to let himself go. Men, God bless them. They were so full of themselves.

His engorged cock got hotter and thicker, as if he were going to climax at any second, but she wasn’t going to let that happen just yet. She wanted to go along for the ride.

Removing him from her mouth, she let her lips travel to the inside of his thigh. “I love you, Sal,”she said, placing a kiss on his sensitive skin. She felt the skin underneath her mouth jump, as if he was afraid. “Are you afraid I’m going to bite you?”

“N-No.”

“You jumped when I told you I loved you.”

“Okay, maybe I did think you were going to bite me,” he admitted.

Standing, she turned them around until his back was to the bed and pushed him down. Then she watched the bed shake when he landed hard on the mattress.

Her hands moved up to her hips, then higher, and she slung her blue-black hair over her shoulder. “Salvatore Lastra, do you love me or not?”

“Oh, I love you,” he promised, his eyes sliding down her form.

Satisfied with his answer … for now, she launched herself at him, landing on his chest. “I’m going to show you how much I love you,” she bragged then gave him a warning glare. “Then you can show me how much you love me.”

Not taking it personally that Sal looked afraid, she went back to her favorite pastime activity. Gaming had been her number one for so long that she was still excited about the change in hobbies.

She lined her center up with his shaft, then lowered herself on top of him, moaning in ecstasy as she sank deeper. “You always feel so good.”

“I haven’t done anything yet.”

“Your dick speaks for itself.” She let him in on the secret that she bet any woman who had slept with him before had been desperate for seconds, but Valerie was prideful in being the only one. Taking all of him inside of her to the hilt, she lowered her heavy head onto his chest, and his arms surrounded her as he clasped her to him.

“You okay?” he asked, worry in his heady tone. “You stopped moving.”

“I’m enjoying the moment.”

Sal’s chest started shaking underneath her cheek in a small laugh.

Unable to sit still long, she straightened to start moving on him again.

His beautiful eyes watched her as he twirled a strand of her hair around his finger, using the end of the strand to lightly tease her nipple.