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Page 35 of A Treasure To Keep

Ismirk when I turn to Andrea, hoping he’s thinking exactly what I am.

Andrea walks over to us, sitting on the other side of El, leaning in to kiss her neck as I bring her lips to mine, devouring her like dessert. At the same time, we reach for her thighs, inching our hands up to the edge of her shorts. I love how her thick thighs feel under my hands. Giovanni is a fucking fool if he doesn’t get hard over every single inch of her. I grab her body, tossing it over my shoulder.

“What are you doing?” Andrea and El ask in unison, Andrea following me until I throw her on the bed.

“Tonight is all about you. If you’re not screaming ‘Andrea’ and ‘Marco,’ we didn’t do our job right.” I strip my shirt off, scanning down El’s body with Andrea directly behind me.

Slowly, Andrea makes his way to the side of the bed. Both of us stare at her like hungry lions, and she’s a sweet little gazelle. To make it better, she has no idea what I have planned for her tonight.

El tucks her legs under her body, sitting up on her knees as her eyes flicker between the two of us. “Promises, promises, Marco.”

I rush El, grabbing her by her neck, our lips centimeters apart. I know Andrea had made his way beside the bed, watching the two of us. I notice him palm himself through his pants in my peripheral. “You know exactly what the two of us do. And fuck do I have plans for you tonight.” I let go of El’s neck, turning to Andrea. “Andrea, be a good boy and undress El. Do what I tell you tonight. No questions. Trust the process.”

Andrea stalks over to El, grabs the hem of her shirt, and pulls it over her head before he kisses her. She stretches her legs out from under her, lying down on the bed as Andrea unties and peels the shorts down her legs. The second her shorts are off, he kisses the area where her hips dip in. I’ve come to notice it’s his favorite part of her body. She’s still wearing a bra and underwear, catching me off guard since she was in a small pajama set. No way I’m arguing with it because wow. Her deep purple bra and matching underwear highlight her body as her nipples almost come out of the top. An idea instantly clicks in my head.

“What brand is that?”

“Bordelle. Why?” Damn. Oh well.

I move Andrea out of the way, replacing where he was between her legs, and grab the center of her bra, ripping it in half. El gapes at me, shocked and impressed that I could rip it.

“Do you know how expensive that was?” She props herself up on her elbows, her nipples pebbling on her full breasts.

“I’ll buy you a new set.” El shrieks when she hears the sound of the matching underwear tearing off her body.

“I bought her that set.” I turn my head in Andrea’s direction. He’s got to be fucking kidding me.

“My offer still stands.” I focus back on El as I dive into her pussy, sucking her clit into my mouth as she lets out a low moan. Fuck, that’s a sexy sound.

“Mon trésor, tu fais les plus beaux sons quand Marco te bouffe la chatte.” I attempt to turn my head toward Andrea, clueless about what he said, when El wraps her legs around my head. She holds me in place, grinding her pussy on me until I practically suffocate between her thighs. Fuck yeah. Seconds later, she arches her bed, covering my tongue in her sweet cum.

She unwraps her legs from the side of my head as I wipe my mouth, standing and turning to Andrea. “Why the fuck do you still have clothes on? Am I going to be the only one pleasing El tonight? You could either join us or sit in that chair, and we could do some cuckolding.”

Andrea practically squeaks as he grasps the obvious bulge in his pants. Interesting. Note to self: My instinct was right. He is aroused by the thought of cuckolding. Not tonight. Tonight is all about El. Andrea undresses, stroking his dripping cock when he steps out of his pants, a slight move of his hips when he pumps himself.

“That’s what I thought. Lie down. El is going to ride you.” El tucks her bottom lip between her teeth when Andrea lies down, climbing onto him. She lines him up with her entrance, but only places the tip inside of her.

“Are you desperate for me, my love?” Andrea releases a groan deep in his chest, grasping at her hips in a bruising hold as he slams her down on his cock. Fuck. Seeing both of their faces when his dick disappears deep inside her is pure bliss. El grinds on him, finding the perfect angle for him to press against her G-spot.

El’s moans muffle the clanging of my belt as I take off my pants. I need to be inside El ASAP. My underwear has a smallwet spot, proving that the three of us are equally as turned on. Surprisingly, that turns me on more. Interesting.

El stops grinding on Andrea, glancing over her shoulder when she notices the bed shift. El leans over, kissing Andrea while she gives me perfect access to her holes. I spread her cheeks, spitting on her tight hole and pressing my thumb into her sweet ass. She continues to grind on Andrea, taking the chance to press back as I trade my thumb for my index and middle finger, stretching her. She thinks she knows my plan. Oh, how wrong she is.

El groans when I remove my fingers to grab the lube from the nightstand, missing the sensation of my fingers stretching her ass while Andrea fucks her pussy. El gasps when the cool liquid drips down her crack and around Andrea’s shaft. Perfect.

I pour some in my hand, stroking my cock before I swipe the head to her hole, but El gasps, tucking her pelvis away from me.

“Marco! That’s not the right hole!” If she only fucking knew.

“No, El. That’s exactly where I want to be.” She subtly moans when I nip at her ear until panic sets back in.

“There’s no fucking way both of you can fit.” I grab her hair, pulling her head back. Her eyes are wide with worry at the thought of both of us in her tight cunt.

“I’ll make us both fit. Now, you two can’t lie. El, you’ll love the stretch of Andrea and me together. And Andrea, I know you’ll love the sensation of my cock sliding in next to yours. Don’t worry, I’ll go slow.” I place the head of my dick at her entrance, waiting for El to relax as I gently press into her beside Andrea. I pour more lube where El, Andrea, and I connect. “Relax. Let me in, El.”

“Oh, mon dieu.” I still have no clue what he said, but if he’s not calling for God, I’m not doing this right.

Soon, El is panting as she stretches enough to let both of us in. Holy shit, that is one beautiful sight. “Such a good girl,El. Letting Andrea and I in your perfect pussy. Let’s fuck her, Andrea. Let her cover us with her cum. Nice and gentle.”

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