Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Chapter 56: 56-Dreaming Of Her Pussy

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I stuck my tongue out and started to tickle her vagina with it.

Her pussy lips moved as I slithered my tongue inside before placing my lips entirely on her pussy, starting to suck them as if I were kissing lips.

I took one of her pussy lips into my mouth, sucking it before taking the other.

I felt as if my dick would explode at that moment.

Then I finally pulled away.

However, this time, the masked woman looked different.

I remembered that I had been digging deep with my tongue into the pussy of a woman I had seen in the kitchen, but suddenly, she was no longer wearing a mask.

It was a completely different person.

It was Verity.

Her smooth, silky skin was fully on display.

She was wearing a bikini top with her areolas poking out, while only her nipples were covered.

Her panties were so small that her entire ass cheeks were exposed.

She got off me and began to walk backward.

I couldn’t get up from my seat.

It was as if invisible restraints were wrapped around my arms.

Then Verity turned around and slapped her ass cheeks.

She spread them, making the tiny thread of her bikini bottom slide between them.

I wanted to see her hole. I wanted to lick it.

She spread her cheeks again, then moaned before turning her head toward me.

She stuck a middle finger into her mouth, and right before my eyes, she moved the panty line aside while bending in a way that made her ass cheeks look like big apples.

Then she slid her finger into her hole, making my dick jump in my pants.

I groaned like an animal, wanting to break free so I could give her that pleasure.

When she moaned again, this time even louder, she added another finger, and that was when she finally yelled.

I jolted awake in my seat and realized it had all been a dream, a dream so sweet that I could almost taste it.

Verity was sitting on the bed in front of me, rubbing the spot where they had given her an injection in her arm yesterday.

"It’s okay, you’re fine," the nurse laughed.

Verity nodded, and then her tired eyes landed on me. I noticed how her face lit up.

The nurse looked at me and then at Verity.

These people knew me.

They had better not start writing rumors about me.

I mean, nothing I wouldn’t be very happy about.

I would like a little teasing here and there, but not yet.

Because I didn’t know what Ragnar still thought about Verity.

And for some reason, I didn’t know why I was so serious about Verity’s reputation.

Probably because I hadn’t yet thought about using Verity and then throwing her out of my life.

Whenever Verity came to mind, with her shyness, many other moments of that shyness came with it too.

Nowhere did it feel like she would fit into a situation where I got her into bed once and then discarded her the next time.

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That’s why I was very careful, but I knew some things might have gotten out because of the way the nurse was looking at me.

"Is she okay now?" I asked, getting up from my seat and fixing my shirt.

The nurse’s eyes landed on my crotch and then moved to my shirt. She smiled shyly.

"Yes, she’s fine now," the nurse said, squeezing her arms together.

She could never entice me. I mean, there was Verity on the bed in front of me.

How could I ever find anyone else attractive?

"Okay, tell me, whenever I can take her home," I asked.

The nurse’s face fell because she realized I wasn’t giving her the same kind of attention I was giving Verity.

The nurse walked out while I dragged the chair closer to Verity’s bed.

I sat on it, rested my elbow on the mattress, and watched her with my chin propped on my fingers.

"What are you looking at?" Verity asked in her usual confident, seductive tone.

Even after going through all this, she had not lost her composure.

I had not seen her cry once. That was how strong she was.

But she was also very pure.

"I’m just wondering, what have you done to me?" I said as my eyes traced her eyes, her nose, her lips, her jawline, her cheeks, and her neck.

I was going crazy inside.

"Oh, did I–Oh, I wasted your time." She slapped her forehead, probably taking it the wrong way.

"No, I— Verity, I had nothing to do. I was completely free yesterday."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized, fuck, that was not true.

Fuck, someone had been waiting for me. But fuck those thoughts.

Verity was in front of me, and every moment spent with her was worth it.

"Then I guess I won’t keep you any longer today, and I’ll just wave you goodbye," she said with a smile, tilting her head.

"You want me gone?" I asked, straightening in my seat and watching her with playful confusion and suspicion.

She let out a little laugh, and I liked it. I liked making her laugh.

"No, I’m not leaving. I’ll drop you off myself," I said confidently, remembering the way she had gotten attacked yesterday.

But she immediately began to shake her head.

"No, I’ll go myself. I’ll get a cab," she insisted.

There was an urgency in her insistence.

"You don’t want me to come to your place?" I asked in confusion.

She confidently shook her head.

"No. My aunt, well, kind of my aunt, lives next door. She’s very strict and judgmental. I’ve already spent the whole night outside. I don’t want her to get upset with me," she replied, shrugging her shoulders at the idea that there was someone waiting for her at home.

"I thought you had no family," I said and she sighed.

"Well, she’s not family by blood. Besides, I never told you I didn’t have a family. I just said I had no one. That could imply a lot of things. Maybe the people in my life aren’t worth keeping."

She responded mysteriously, making me even more interested in her.

I kept staring at her face and realized that if I insisted too much, I’d only push her away.

She had clearly said she didn’t want her neighbor to think badly of her, so I was going to give her the benefit of the doubt.

At the same time, I was more intrigued by her than ever.