Page 8 of Savage

Fuck, she’s delicious.

I slide my hand around her and lean her up against the wall. The lodge is quiet this time of night, though there’s still staff at the front desk around the corner. At any point, someone could see us. Hell, if those security cameras were installed, we’d be seen already. All that said, nothing could make me stop right now.

She lifts her leg and presses her pussy against my hard cock with a grin, biting her bottom lip playfully.

“Naughty little princess, aren’t you?”

Her lips touch mine again and her small hands wander my chest. Would it be awful if I hauled her over my knee and gave her the spanking she deserves?

She slips her finger into a hole in my t-shirt. I can’t remember the last time I was touched like this. It’s been years, a decade maybe. “You smell so fucking good.”

“You too.” Her voice is breathless. It’s the quietest I’ve heard her.

I palm her ass again and slide my hand under her shirt, rolling my palm over her hard nipples. Fuck, I want them on my tongue.

I want everything. I want all of her.

She stares up at me, the flames from the fireplace still flickering in her eyes. “You’re a pain in the ass.”

“You’re gorgeous.”

She wets her lips. “You’re kind of hot.”

“I want to put your tits in my mouth.”

“So do it.” She lifts her blouse further and stares toward me, her chest rising and falling quickly.

God damn. I lean into her thick, heavy breasts and slide my tongue over each nipple, suckling each one with a loud moan and pop. She moans and my teeth scrape over her breasts as she grinds herself against me.

I’m about three seconds away from becoming a man I don’t know. I’m going to rip her clothes off and fuck her senseless. I’m going to spank that big ass and watch it jiggle. I’m going to taste her sweet juices and slide into that tight, little pussy and make her mine.

I watch her face as my hand moves down her frame, into her pants, and over her soft, little pussy.

Her mouth drops open as I pet the soft slit and slide a finger inside, circling her clit in the juices.

“Right there,” she moans. “Oh my God,” she whimpers as I touch her, and I’ve never been more awestruck in my life. I could watch her moan and squirm until I turned to dust, and I wouldn’t be tired of it. I’d always want more. “I can’t believe I’ve been missing out on this. Oh my God!” She thrusts forward into me as her head leans against the back wall and her eyes squeeze shut as her nails dig into my shoulders. “Don’t stop.”

I circle her clit faster with more pressure, and she cries out, squeezing my finger as I work.

Fucking hell! I love this!

She cries out louder and louder as I slide another finger inside of her.

“Oh my God, yes! Right there, please.”

My cock is going to explode. I need to feel her. I need to slide into that tight little pussy and spread her wide. I need to feel her tight little walls press in around me.

She comes suddenly with an aching cry before convulsing around my hand.

I pull out quickly, bend to my knees, and lick her up, tasting her arousal, kissing her beautiful little slit, running my tongue up and over her seam with desire and need. Her thighs shake as her hands grip the sides of my beard.

“I need to feel you. I want your come so bad! But… you’ll have to go slow. I’m…”

The light flicks on in the main hallway, indicating movement.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Standing, I tug down her skirt and pull her blouse back into place as she straightens her hair. The hallway is just out of sight to where we’ve been messing around, but the light is so bright it’s hard to miss. I peek around the corner to see a tall guy, about my height, with wide shoulders, a crisp white shirt, and a suit coat with one of those squares rich dudes like to tuck intotheir chest pocket. He’s carrying a briefcase in one hand, a cell phone in the other, and he’s smiling as though he’s seen Scarlett before.

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