Page 73 of Save Me

“Oh god!” I scream when he punctuates his questions with a smack to my pussy. I try to close my thighs because I’m too close to coming.

That earns me another smack. My body goes from trembling to shaking with need.

“Don’t you ever try to close my pussy to me.”

I shake my head. I intend for the words ‘I’m not yours’ to spill out of my mouth, but I can’t push them out. I have to attribute that to the fact that I’m so aroused that I barely know my name.

Without another word, Dae drops to his knees. My legs go over his shoulders. He’s at eye level with my pussy. He says something before he starts devouring me.

It takes me too long to realize that I can’t understand what he’s just said because it’s in Korean.

At this point, I can barely recognize English with Dae’s mouth on my core. I reach down and cup the back of his head, holding him to me. I grind my pussy against his mouth. My orgasm is within reach.

Then he stops.

A whine falls from my lips. I can’t even help it, nor do I care.

Dae rises to his feet. His beard and lips glisten with my wetness. The sight almost makes me come. I reach down with my hand to finish the job he obviously won’t. But he traps my wrist.

“You don’t get to touch my pussy unless I tell you to.”

“It’s my pussy,” I correct him.

“Not anymore.” With that, he flips me over and hauls me up so that I’m on all fours. “Don’t move,” he orders.

The warmth from his body recedes. I look over my shoulder, and as much as I want to defy him, I get caught up in eye fucking him as he removes his clothes.

My fingers dig into the sheets because I itch to touch him. To be the one who removes his clothing, but he told me to stay still. While I don’t have a problem defying orders, Dae looks too on edge right now.

Instead, I watch and marvel at his beauty. The muscles of his chest and abdomen ripple with every movement. Not for the first time, I notice beautiful tattoos that decorate his chest and right shoulder.

An outdoor scene of pink leaves falling from trees. As he moves, it makes it appear as if the petals are actually falling.

“I told you not to move,” he says before I feel the sting against my left butt cheek.

My breath stills as the vibrations from his slap vibrate through my body and combine with the remnants of my unexpressed orgasm. My arms shake like leaves. I don’t know how much longer I can remain holding myself up.

“You like defying me,” he says, slapping my other ass cheek.

A hum pushes through my lips. Unconsciously, I hike my butt up higher. An evil chuckle pierces the air. It belongs to Dae because the bastard knows what he’s doing to me.

“We’ll fix that before the night ends,” he promises.

He lowers and bites the same spot he just slapped.

It hurts. His teeth digging into my flesh.

Yet, I push back again, my body begging for more. He delivers as he moves to my other cheek and bites there. Then he sucks the skin he just bit with so much hunger and greed that it starts to burn.

Right when it becomes too much, he pulls back. He uses his hands to spread my cheeks. His hot, wet mouth finds my clit again. A groan rips from my lips. Between the pain and the pleasure, I’m on the verge of either a heart attack or the best orgasm of my life.

“You taste so fucking good,” he says against my pussy lips. He continues to mumble something else, but I can’t decipher it because it’s in Korean.

I don’t know what he’s saying, but I can guess.

“God, so close,” I groan out.

The worst mistake.

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