Page 130 of Brutal Savage

She lets out a breathless little laugh, shyly peering at me. “Wow…”

“That’s right. It’s only the beginning.” My erection straining in my trousers as I stand, slowly undoing my bow tie, staring at her.

Her face flushes even more, teeth nipping her bottom lip as she watches me strip for her. I take my time, undoing my cuffs, grinding my molars, needing inside her so damn bad.

My shirt comes off.

The clack of the buckle drifts in the air as I undo my belt.

Then the zipper.

And through it all, she watches me. Her eyes grow with her arousal, and they fall to my obvious hard-on.

“Show me,” she strains.

“Really wanna see it?” I smirk.

She nods.

“I didn’t hear you ask nicely.”

She shuts her eyes and shakes her head with a playful smile.

When she looks back at me, there’s renewed heat in her eyes. “Show me your cock. Pretty please.”

She gives each word a feisty emphasis, and I don’t have it in me to play with her anymore. I just need her.

With a groan, I drag my pants and boxers down, and my dick juts out.

“Just sex, right?” I stroke myself, gaze raking down her body right before I start to crawl over her.

“That’s right. That is all this is. Just sex.” Her irises gleam with tortured passion.

“Good.” I grab her jaw tight and kiss her hard, searching her hungered gaze. “Then I won’t have an ounce of guilt for what I’m about to do.”

Before she can question it, I’m clutching her hips, flipping her over onto her front and forcing her on all fours. With a palm, I push the side of her face into the mattress, her ass in the air.

“What a beautiful sight you are,” I growl, lining my cock at her entrance, and without giving her any warning, I slam inside her all the way.

“Oh, God!” Her moans come in fragmented waves.

“God has nothing to do with us. This is all you and me.”

Spanking her ass, I pound into her, wanting to go as deep as I can, making her scream and claw the sheets beneath. Her eyes roll and latch on to mine, and it only makes me increase my tempo, my dick throbbing and pulsing inside her.

Her walls start to tighten, and I slow my movements, dropping my body weight over her flesh.

“Don’t stop. Keep going,” she pants, looking at me from over her shoulder.

“You’re so needy for it.” I circle my hips, and she whimpers.

“Please, Tynan. Please…”

“Please what?” I slide out and rise to my knees, teasing her with the tip, rolling it up to her ass, and pressing it into the hole there, needing that too.

But I don’t have the strength to take my time and stretch it out right now. That will have to wait.

“You like me using your body?” I slide my hand around her throat and squeeze, hissing between my teeth at the feeling of her unsteady pulse. “You look so good. Eyes red, makeup a mess. All mine to use.”

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