Page 457 of Savage Bosses

"No," she replied, staring up at the ceiling, ready for his questions to be over. There was so much more he could do with his mouth other than talk.

"Don't lie to me," he warned.

"I'm not," she insisted. "I've never fucked him. He's like a brother to me."

"How did you meet him?"

"Enough!" she yelled, unable to take the questioning any longer. "I've answered your damn question. Now at least make me cum before you ask more."

A few seconds ticked by, and then his deep voice filled the room again.

"Deal," he muttered.

Her pussy clenched, ready for his return. The sound of the lock clicking echoed through the room. Bryce sauntered in with a smirk on his face. Tati didn't care about his smirk right now. She was ready for that dick to smirk all over her pussy.

Tati's body was already aflame with need, her legs spreading wide as she eagerly awaited him. His laughter rumbled low in his chest, his dark eyes filled with wicked amusement.

"Never thought I'd see the day where you're this desperate for me, sweet Tati."

He climbed onto the bed, his muscular frame casting a shadow over her trembling body. She reached for him, yearning to feel his touch, but he caught her wrist in a firm grip.

"Remember the rules," he warned. "Hands off, or I'll stop."

With a frustrated growl, Tati dropped her hands to her sides, gripping the sheets tightly. Bryce positioned himself between her legs, his hot breath causing her to shiver in anticipation. As soon as his tongue made contact with her slick folds, her eyes squeezed shut, the sensation overwhelming her.

"More," she begged, her hips grinding against his mouth as he teased her with slow, deliberate licks.

"Patience, Tati," he chastised between strokes. "I want to savor every inch of you." He continued his torturous pace, licking and sucking her sensitive flesh, driving her closer to the edge of release.

"Please, Bryce, I can't take it anymore!" she cried out, her body quivering with desire.

"Only if you promise to tell me everything," he said, his voice low and menacing. "Every secret, every lie... I want it all."

Tears welled up in Tati's eyes as she nodded, her desperation reaching its peak. "I promise, just please... don't stop."

"Answer a question," Bryce said, pausing his attention on her sensitive flesh. "Then I'll give you more."

"Ask it. Hurry," Tati insisted, her body trembling with need.

She could hardly stand another moment of delay. Tati's pulse raced as Bryce's intense gaze bored into her, his fingers still working their magic on her sensitive clit. She tried to focus, but the overwhelming need for release clouded her thoughts.

"Who did you date while you were away?" he asked.

"No one," she panted, struggling to form words as the sensations threatened to consume her entirely.

"Really?" His eyes narrowed, and he increased the pressure of his fingers against her flesh, causing her hips to jerk involuntarily. "Don't lie to me."

"Ah!" Tati gasped, feeling her climax approaching like a freight train barreling toward her. "I'm not lying. I swear, Bryce."

He observed her keenly before nodding slowly, apparently satisfied with her answer. "Good," he murmured, resuming his skilled ministrations at an even more fervent pace than before.

"Fuuuck, Bryce," Tati whimpered, clinging to the sheets as she fought the urge to buck against him. This was torment, pure and simple, yet she couldn't deny how desperately she craved it.

"Tell me, Tati," Bryce demanded, his voice laced with dark hunger. "Did you ever think about me while you were gone?"

Her breath hitched in her throat as she forced herself to meet his eyes. "Always," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Prove it," he taunted, driving two fingers deep inside her and making her cry out in ecstasy.

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