Page 84 of Savage Little Queen

Fuck yes.

“Where’d you get that?” I asked, watching as she slowly approached me, her sexy as fuck body on full display.

“Mm, no talking,” she said, crawling onto the bed and straddling me.

Immediately, I zipped my lips, in awe of her as she took my arms and tied me to the headboard.

“Do you remember when we first fucked?” she asked.

“Baby, how could I forget? You felt so good riding my cock. Then you denied me because I was such a bad boy.”

“Mm, I did deny you.” She licked the seam of my lips.

“Did you feel bad?” I pressed.

“Maybe a little.”

“Don’t ever feel bad for taking what you want, Bianca. Do you hear me?”

“Are you telling me what to do, Ducky?”

I smiled at her.

“You’re in no position to tell me anything,” she continued, moving off my body.

I stared at her, worried she was going to leave. I liked this Bianca. This one kept me on my toes, never knowing what she was going to give to me or deny me. I really hoped I’d get to come for her, though.

“Don’t go,” I called out, trying to reach for her but finding she’d really done a great job at securing me.

“Who said I wasn’t coming back?” She kept moving to the bathroom without looking back,

I let my head fall back to the mattress, waiting for her return. She came back quickly enough with a wet washcloth in hand.

“What’s that for?”

“Shh. No talking.”

I snapped my mouth closed and watched as she crawled over me again. A hiss left my lips when she wrapped the cold rag around my aching cock. I felt my boys try to retreat back into me in a painful motion as she straddled me.

Fuck. That’s cold.

And she’s so hot.

I felt like I was going crazy.

She sank against the cold washcloth, the barrier between her wet hot pussy and my aching cock, and ground against me.

I groaned, desperate to feel her. She wasn’t going to let me, so I had to settle with watching her tease me.

Her breathing picked up. Her chest heaved. She moved faster.

She was going to come.

Her head fell back as she cried out, her release soaking my groin. I groaned again, eager to feel my cock sheathed inside her heat, but she was quick to silence me with a deep kiss that took my breath away.

She kissed her way down my body, teasing my nipples with her soft tongue along the way until she was at my cock. She dropped the rag onto the floor and stared at me from between my legs.

“Every single time you touch your cock, I want you to think of me,” she said in the sexiest voice. “Of the way it feels when I lick it.” She licked up my shaft, making me whimper with want. “Remembering the way it feels when I suck it.”

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