Page 1 of Born Savage

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Shark

Ilift my hand and tuck a few singles into the string clinging to Heather’s hip as she swings her ass around. She shakes it inches from my face, and normally this shit would be fun, but tonight I just feel off.

“What’s wrong, baby? You want another drink?” Kandi’s voice coos in question against my ear as she leans down over my shoulder.

I turn my head just enough to get a full shot of her cleavage before she stands. She and I have had some fun together lately, but she’s starting to get clingy and that was never part of the deal.

“I’m good, darlin’,” I answer, still nursing the beer I grabbed at the bar when I got here.

“Just let me know if you need anything,” she smiles back before leaving the private room I requested tonight.

Normally I’d sit out at the bar and watch the stage rotation, but tonight I needed to keep my distance from the crowd. If I stayed out there, I’d end up beating someone’s ass, and gettingkicked out of the Foxx DDen or carted off in cuffs isn’t really how I want to end the night.

Heather drops lower and starts lightly grinding her ass on my lap, easily breaking me from my daze. Alone in a room with a hot piece who knows how to work her body, now this is exactly what I need tonight.

Her hands move around her back, slowly pulling at the strings holding her top up. It slips down, falling to the floor and she turns to face me. A set of large and obviously fake tits shake in my face. She continues working my lap, her crotch practically riding my knee as her tits bounce right under my nose.

A smile curls on my lips and I glance up to meet her gaze. Her hooded eyes stare back at me and she licks her lips.

“You can touch, if you want,” her breathy whisper gives me permission and my dick pulses.

My palm lifts, lightly holding the side of her breast as my thumb grazes her nipple. I watch it harden and her head falls back as she continues to move her body. A soft moan falls from her lips. God damn. This chick is actually getting off grinding against my fucking leg.

“If you like that, I’ve got something that’ll feel even better,” I smirk and her eyes flutter open with a hopeful look.

“But what about Kandi?” she instantly questions, her eyes darting toward the door.

“We’re just having fun. No strings, baby,” I drawl and she grins before offering a nod.

“In that case, why don’t you turn around and show me that fine ass again,” I request and she quickly obliges.

I rub my hand over her smooth right cheek before giving it a playful pat. She turns, flashing a teasing smile over her shoulder. Yeah, she definitely wants it.

I slide my hand down, slipping between her thighs. My fingers brush the cheap fabric of the g-string clinging to her,finding it already damp. Yanking it to the side, my fingers slip through her soft folds. Her juices coating me as she starts to rock against my hand.

“This pussy is so fuckin’ wet. You like that, don’t you?” I question, my fingers continuing to tease her.

“Mmhmm,” she hums and I slowly slip two fingers inside her slick heat.

She rocks again, slowly riding my hand and her long brown hair falls down her back, allowing my imagination to take over. From this angle, seeing only her back and her hair, it’s a lot easier to make the fantasy work. I pull back slightly before thrusting back into her, and my dick throbs as the vision of the woman I really want takes over. I picture Jade’s ass rubbing against me as her slick pussy pulls my fingers in deep.

I wanted Jade from the first time I laid eyes on her. Sure, she was stripping at the Foxx DDen, but I knew she was different. She danced for me but she never let me touch her. I was never the one she wanted. And now, she belongs to Fifty, my fucking brother. But the thoughts, the fantasies, I can’t seem to make them stop. If he knew, if he ever even got an inkling of the ways I’ve pictured her, he’d murder me in a fucking second.

My left hand lifts to caress her smooth ass as she picks up speed, now fully bouncing in my lap. “That’s it, fuck my fingers,” I encourage and her body instantly responds, clenching at my words.

“Oh… Oh… OH GOD!!” she finally screams as her juices flood my hand, running down my fingers. Her body slows in my lap, but the sound of her voice has broken my fantasy into pieces. Jade will never be mine, and I’ll never have her like this.

I slowly slide my hand out from her panties and she turns in my lap. Her face is flushed and her hand drops to the crotch of my jeans, cupping my obvious erection. “If your fingers feelthat good, I can’t even imagine what you could do with this,” she grins.

Normally I'd be down for a good time, but I’m not sure where Heather has been. She’s a stripper who obviously lets guys finger her while she’s working, so who knows what else she’s into. I’m not prepared, and there’s no way I’m fucking this chick without a condom, so I shake my head.

“Maybe another time,” I reply with a smile.

Her hand slides slowly over the front of my jeans while her free hand reaches for my hand, lifting it. “At least let me suck it,” she begs before sliding her lips down over my fingers, mimicking what she wants to do to my cock.

“Mmm… My pussy takes good on your fingers,” she says, finally releasing me from her lips.

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