Book Three: Chapter 39

Oliver watched her come down from her orgasm, his hungry eyes on her body. Beth pulled her fingers free from her mouth, dipping them once more between her legs, catching a tiny bit of cum on her fingertips. He took her hand in his own, his skin warm to the touch, and his forked tongue slowly licked her fluids clean. He sucked her finger into his mouth, which immediately stoked the fire in her belly once more.

“Yes,” he answered. “Somebody has won this game before, and they did leave.” His eyes glowed softly. “I didn’t expect you to do it. Not without some hesitation at least.”

“I’m not like the other girls,” Beth said, winking. “I was happy to put on a show for you.”

“I could tell.” Oliver’s grin had reappeared, but there was more behind it. “I wonder what else you’d be willing to do for me?”

“You only have two more chances to find out,” Beth told him. “Make the best of them.”

“Oh, I sincerely doubt that. I have a feeling that you and I will be spending