Page 89 of Saved By My Buyers

My instincts have nothing to do with dominance, and everything to do with taking care of what’s mine. My fingers tangle in her hair as I kiss her lips, grunting at the small sounds she gives me as she melts into the pillows at her back.

“That’s my girl,” I growl, nipping at her lips. “Can I see you?”

Consent. It’s respect and love welded together, and she deserves to give me her words.

“See me?” she asks, panting as she blinks up at me. Dolly is already getting a little pleasure drunk, and all I’ve done is kiss her. She’s so damn responsive.

“Yes,” I rumble, loving the shiver she gives me as I run my fingers below the waistband of her pjs, teasing her.

“I want you to sit on my face before you sit on my cock. I want to watch your tits bounce while you fuck yourself and come on me. What do you think about that?”

Dolly’s large caramel eyes enlarge as desire and arousal fill them. “I think you should help me undress then, Jack,” she breathes.

I don’t need to be told twice.

Any hesitation evaporates as I push her pajama shirt up her body, following along with my tongue and teeth, until Dolly’s fingers are pulling my hair as she writhes.

“Jack,” she begs, her body bowing back as my lips wrap around her nipple, sucking hard as my teeth scrape across it. Her nerve endings light on fire as I worship her, and then her shirt is thrown to the side.

Grabbing the back of my tank, I pull it off with one hand, enjoying the way Dolly’s fingers explore the planes and divots of my abs. I stay in shape by running, going to the gym, and sometimes my hockey player friends make me skate with them.

I always hate myself on those days because they're in much better physical condition than I am.

Leaning over her, I brace myself on my forearms as I brush her hair out of her face. She looks gorgeous splayed underneath me, her hair tumbled from just waking up. There’s nothing more beautiful, I’ve decided than Bee and Dolly first thing in the morning.

“You sure about this?” I ask, slowly moving until one hand is circling her throat and the other begins to drag her pants down her legs. Dolly’s breath hitches as she lifts her ass to assist me, nodding.

“Ye-es, Jack. Please,” she moans as I strip her naked. Hitching her thighs up by my ears as I lay between her legs, I drag my tongue over her core. “Oh fuck me…”

“Working on it, baby girl,” I groan, her rich flavor bursting over my tongue. “Fuck, you taste amazing. I’m not going to stop until you’re drowning me in your cum.”

Burying my face in her cunt, my hands squeeze her ass as I eat and lick her out. Twisting my body, I turn until she’s sitting upright on my face, her fingers digging into the headboard as her breasts jiggle from the force of her breaths.

Her thighs are squeezing my face, her slight weight making me look forward to taking care of her until she’s back to her usual self. I’m drowning in her sweet cream, and I need more.

Fuck me, baby girl. You’re incredible.

Dahlia

My eyes roll as I whimper, my hips rolling over Jack’s tongue. It feels so intimate to be mindlessly grinding on his face, but his fingers digging into my ass and hips, goad me on.

I’m helpless to say no, and I don’t fucking want to. One of my hands holds on desperately to the headboard as I start to keen, while the other pulls on Jack’s hair, as I feel myself beginning to come.

He groans as he opens his mouth wider to lap up my release, making me blush even as I shudder and gasp. His tongue cleans me up thoroughly, pushing inside of my pussy to get every last drop.

Panting, I breathe hard as I lean against the headboard, my chest heaving from exertion.

Jack gives a wicked chuckle as he kisses my inner thigh, slowly pushing his thick fingers into my channel.

“Oh,” I rasp, the stretch surprising me.

“Relax, baby. Feel me, it’s my fingers. I need to prep you for my cock if you still want it. Do you?” he asks, though his voice is slightly muffled from my preferred seat.

“Yes. God, I just feel so full. Your cock is even bigger than your fingers though. How are you going to fit?” I whimper, feeling a flash of fear.

Jack flips me over onto my back so fast I scream, his worried gaze on mine.

“Dahlia,” he growls, prowling his way up my body. The bottom of his face glistens with my release, and he sucks on his bottom lip with a small smirk.

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