Page 11 of Born Savage

“Remember me?” the brunette questions softly as she steps forward.

“Sierra, right?” I reply.

“Mmhmm,” she hums softly.

“Come get a little more comfortable,” I suggest, lightly tapping my thigh. I’m not about to pull out my dick and fuck her right here, like Ray might do with Eve, but we can still have a good time.

She takes another step, thinking nothing of reaching up and pulling off her own top, quickly joining the rest of the women prancing around with their tits out. But instead of sitting, she offers me her hand.

“Come with me. I’ve got something to show you inside,” she says and I catch Pike’s eyes flashing beside me.

“Better listen to the lady,” he chuckles and I stand, letting her lead the way. This might just be the release I was looking for earlier.

Inside, the kitchen in quiet. Sierra pushes through a door that I saw Trish going in and out of this morning. I quickly realize from the shelves stocked with food and cooking supplies, that it must be the pantry.

Sierra turns to face me, leaning to rest against one of the shelves behind her. She moves my hand, still gripped in hers, bringing it down to her bikini bottom. She bites her bottom lip as she pushes my fingers past the silky fabric, and starts grinding against my hand.

“I’ve been thinking about you all afternoon. Just feel how wet you made me,” she breathes. “Please, give my pussy what it needs,” she begs.

I have no problem obliging as I slip two fingers easily into her slick heat. She rocks against me, moving with me as I pump in and out of her soaking wet slit. God damn, this girl is ready.

“Oh…God…” she pants loudly and her fingers curl around my bicep. She lifts one foot off the ground, setting it on the lowest shelf, giving me better access as her legs open wider for me.

“You like that?” I ask and she releases an exaggerated moan. “Yeah, you do. Now let me feel this pussy come,” I growl and her muscles clench around me as her body shakes.

Her breathing is heavy and the shudders finally subside as she brings her heel back to the floor, and I lift my hand away.

“God damn. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten off that fast before. You really know how to work a girl up,” she coos out in praise, but I know it’s bullshit. This chick was already dripping wet. She had worked herself up before she even found me, but I’ll happily take the credit for the rest of it.

“Now, let’s see how fast I can make you come,” she grins before bringing her hands down to unfasten my belt. “Oh my God. Your cock is huge… I’m not sure it’ll fit,” she bites her lip as she drops to her knees.

“Open those lips and let’s find out,” I smirk back, and she does exactly as requested. Her lips part, curling around my hardened shaft as she pulls me in deep.

“That’s it. I knew you had a big fucking mouth,” I groan out, letting my eyes close as I lean back against one of the shelving units.

Her lips are soft and her mouth is warm, and my imagination takes over as my hand moves to the back of her head. The muscles in my legs start to burn and I know I’m almost there, but a quiet click causes my eyes to pop open.

Fuck.

A pair of striking blue eyes stare back at me for a fraction of a second before turning and flying away. The door swings closed again, but Sierra’s mouth continues to suck, not even realizing that we had a visitor. I give in to the feeling, letting my eyes close again.

The blue eyes return the second my eyelids drop. Long blonde hair wraps around my fingers as I push deeper, brushing herthroat. Full pink lips hold my cock as those blue eyes stare up at me through her long lashes. I can’t hold back any longer.

“I’m gonna come,” I growl out in warning, but she doesn’t stop. I grip her head, slamming one final time into her warm mouth before coating her throat with my thick release.

“Gahhh…” I roar, my brain still envisioning it as Scarlett’s sweet mouth I’m filling.

Nine

Scarlett

Ihad frozen. It had only been seconds, but it felt like a lifetime. His deep blue eyes staring back at me as some club whore sucked his dick in the pantry. But, really, what else did I expect? I should’ve known he’d be just like the rest of them.

My body vibrates from the adrenaline still pumping through me, as I finally take a seat on the edge of my bed. I pull a deep breath in through my nostrils, before pursing my lips and blowing it all back out slowly. I feel completely out of breath after running back to my room from the kitchen.

But it’s not just that…

My heart is beating a mile a minute and a hot tingling sensation pulses over the surface of my skin. I’ve walked into parties and seen my share of similar situations plenty of times over the years, but something about seeing Shark was different. Normally, seeing the guys I grew up around, it just makes me feel gross, like I want to throw up. But seeing him was almost exciting.

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