Page 9 of Savage

I turn my focus back to Harper. I know there’s one thing that will calm her down.

“Come here,” I order, crooking my finger at her, and she obeys immediately. “I think you need a distraction before we get on that plane.”

“Oh?” Her mouth pops open. “And you think you’re going to be able to distract me, do you?” Harper challenges with a sly grin curling her lips.

I love how gentle and submissive both girls can be at times, and I know they enjoy the dominance I offer them. It’s a back and forth of our needs and desires that works perfectly.

* * *

Harper’s bedroom is dimly lit with the gentle glow of a bedside lamp. It offers a golden hue to her naked flesh as she crawls toward me. I grip her face between my thumb and forefinger, and holding her head so she can’t move, I lean in and press my lips to hers.

“Lie back, little mouse,” I order, and she moves quickly to obey.

Standing at the foot end of the bed, I grip her ankles and tug her toward me before making quick work of ripping the leggings she’s wearing into shreds.

“Those were my favorites.” Her mumbled complaint doesn’t go unnoticed, but I drop to my knees on the floor, and spreading her legs, I look up at her from between her thighs.

“Were they now?”

Before she can answer, my fingers are stroking the fabric of her panties. The movement causes her to shiver, and I can’t help but smile.

Rayne joins me from the side of the bed, dropping to her knees beside me. We both move in for the kill. My lips capture the smooth, soft skin of Harper’s inner thigh while Rayne kisses and bites her way up toward Harper’s belly button.

Our girl is writhing on the bed as we work her into a frenzy. Only the lightest touch on her clit sends her to the edge, and she begins to chant that she’s close. I stop, and leaning away from the bed, I gesture with my head for Rayne to take over. I alway love sitting back and watching the girls play.

Rayne obeys, and tugging at Harper’s panties, she pulls them down her thighs. Once they’re discarded, the beautiful blonde feasts on the gorgeous brunette, and my cock starts to throb. They’re both lost in the moment as my hand snakes around my shaft, and palming it, I settle down in the chair at the vanity to enjoy the show.

“Fuck, fuck,” Harper chants as Rayne’s mouth savors her.

I’m so close I know if I were to take my dick out, I’d come within seconds. It’s been a while since we played the way I really like, and I wonder if there’ll be time to head to a club in London so I can unleash my demons.

Rayne dips two fingers into Harper’s pretty cunt and sends her spiraling over the edge. I watch them as they share a soft kiss, and I can’t help but marvel at how perfect they are.

I’m not sure how I got so lucky. God knows I don’t deserve them, but for some fucking reason, these girls want to be with me. And even though they’re far too good for me, I’m not going to send them away, because they bring out that small part of me that’s still holding on to some goodness.

Both sets of eyes land on me, and I smile. “You’re such a pretty picture together,” I tell them.

“Why don’t you join us?” I can hear the twinge of hurt in Harper’s voice.

“Soon,” I tell them. “We need to focus on the trip for now. Once we’re in London, we’ll find a place to play.”

The girls have been around me long enough to know when I need space. For now, I’m focused on this latest job, despite the constant war inside my head as to whether it’s all worth it.

Rayne walks up to me, and pressing her lips to my ear, she whispers, “You work too much.” And then she kisses me.

I can taste Harper on Rayne’s lips, and I tug her even closer. Harper is now at my side, and placing her hands on my shoulder, she kisses my cheek gently.

If we don’t leave now, I’ll be bending both women over the bed and fucking them. But I know we have to get to the airport. Once the job is done, that’s when I’ll be able to relax.

“Let’s get packed,” I tell them. The two pouts that greet me make me chuckle. “I promise we’ll get time together. But for now, we need to focus.”

I leave them in Harper’s room and make my way to my own. The way this works is that each of us have a room. We don’t always sleep in the same bed, but we’re in a relationship just like any couple. What makes our situation so unique is that we’re able to escape to our own space when we need to.

Once in my room, I pull out my travel bag and throw some clothes into it. I won’t need much. We’ll only be there for a few days. This will be a quick in-and-out job, and there’ll be no lingering after we’ve taken out the bastard.

He’ll be dead within forty-eight hours. Then the three of us can enjoy ourselves before heading home. The way I’m feeling right now, though, we may need to head to the club before we do the job.

I have to clear my head. And that means a night of debauchery. I’m not sure what I’m in the mood for, but there’s no doubt in my mind we’ll find it at Sliver.

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