Page 45 of Burning Your Lies

“Let me cream all over your dick, Mr Rivers. Make me come.”

“Was he better than me? Did he make you fucking come like this?”

Suddenly, it’s not me fucking Savannah. It’shim.Memories of her seducing him by getting on her knees for him fill my head. She is riding his face like it’s a fucking cock. He’s got her spread on all fours, with her hair wrapped around his fist. I can hear how wet her pussy is as he shows no mercy to her. She’s begging him for more. She’s begging him to own her. She’s telling him to use her like a dirty, fucking stripper slut. She’s telling him how good it feels when he uses her holes. She’s moaning under him, biting down on his shoulder to muffle her screams of pleasure. She’s convulsing under him as she tells him to come in the pussy that belongs to him.

Pure green jealousy consumes me. I feel the walls around me tighten and the moans coming from under me, but I can’t get her voice out of my head. My hands grab her throat, hoping it will finally shut her up. But her walls grip my shaft tighter than ever.

“Xavier,” she moans. “Oh god.”

My body presses flush against hers and my head falls onto her shoulder. I close my eyes and grip her neck tighter. “You like that, huh? You like it when I choke you?”

An incoherent mumble.

“You want me to grab the life out of you while I fuck your pussy?”

Brynn grabs my arms. “Right there.”

All I see is Savannah next to me. Eyes wide with pleasure as I fuck the pussy that belonged to me first. “Who do you belong to?”

“Xavier,” Brynn gasps.

I’m almost there. My balls feel heavy as they prepare for an explosion. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m…” She claws at my hands. “Xavier.”

I forcefully kiss her. “You’re mine. You willalwaysbe mine.” I close my eyes again and see Savannah taking my cock like it’s her sole purpose in life. This time her eyes aren’t wide with pleasure. They’re scared as the life slowly leaves them. I fuck her harder. My thrusts are sharper as her hands become limp. Her mouth is open, but she is no longer telling Ray she belongs to him. She isn’t saying anything at all. And when she takes her last breath, I fill her with life.

My hands let go of Brynn’s neck as my body goes into spasm with the most intense orgasm of my life. Sweat trickles down my face and I can barely form a proper word. By the time I collapse on the bed, my heart is racing.

“That was…” Brynn is catching her breath.

“Too rough?”

She rubs her neck, where an imprint of my hand mars her skin. “A little, but I kind of … enjoyed it?”

I laugh and wrap my arms around her. “Me too. I can show you more of that if you want.”

A satisfied sigh passes her lips, and she curls into me, ready to sleep.

I close my eyes and let out a satisfied smile, too. In only a few hours, the image of a lifeless Savannah will no longer be just a fantasy.

22

Savannah

Huxley enters the officewithout knocking. He spares me a glance before strolling towards Xavier who is making notes against a contract. “These need your signature,” he says, handing him a stack of folders.

Xavier takes the papers without looking up and makes a new stack on his desk. “Hand the client over to George. Savannah update the system to reflect this change.” Xavier still doesn’t look up at us.

Huxley makes his way over to me. “Don’t forget. Dinner. Tonight.”

I thread my fingers through his and squeeze. “I couldn’t possibly forget when you’ve reminded me a million times. What’s on the menu, sunshine? I have quite the hankering for a six-foot-three, muscular man who has prettier hair than me.”

He lets out a soft chuckle. “You certainly have the most beautiful hair, sweetheart.”

With a wink, I say, “Could I make a request for dinner?”

“Anything.”

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