Page 51 of Heart of a Savage
He smiled. “Was that so hard?”
“Yes!” I exclaimed.
He laughed, lifted me, and placed me on the couch in my office, yanking my skirt off. My hands moved feverishly to slide his joggers down as he devoured my lips. A moan escaped mewhen he kissed down my stomach, ripping my thong off. The first swipe of his thick tongue on my clit had my stomach sinking, and my pussy throbbing on his perfect lips.
“Shit, Messiah!” I yelped, running my hand down the back of his head, raking my fingers through his short, soft curls.
He wrapped his arms around my thighs, and after that, he went to town on me. I couldn’t even remember when we got into a sixty-nine position, or when I started riding him cowgirl style. All I knew was that he had me cumming in more ways than one, and my pussy had never been so proud.
We both ended up on our knees, as he held my body close from behind, and played with my left breast, while his other hand rubbed my clit.
“You feel so fucking good, mama. You like it when I fuck you like this?”
“Yes… shit, yes! Fuck me harder!”
“Ask nicely.”
“Please, fuck me harder.”
“I got you, baby.” He released me, pushing my upper body down, and began pounding into me. All that could be heard was my loud moans and skin slapping.
“Cum on this dick, Arie. Don’t run from it.”
“Right there, baby. Don’t stop, I’m… I’m cumming! Shit, I’m cumming, baby. Fuck!” I came so hard this time that all I saw was darkness.
“I feel that shit, baby. Damn, you so fucking wet. I’m right behind you, love.”
He stroked me a few more times before he released on my ass. I could hear him growling and feel his cum squirt on my backside as I reached behind me, rubbing it into my skin. I licked my fingers while he gave my ass a good slap before turning me over, sticking his tongue in my mouth.
My pussy was happy, but unfortunately, I was not.
Messiah and I stayed in my office until it was time to shut the club down. After our session, we cleaned up and decided to play a game of chess. I was feeling so conflicted because this was new for me. I didn’t do this with niggas, but apparently, the moment this man bumped into me, spilling his drink on my shirt, I had allowed him to not only penetrate my pussy, but invade my personal space as well. I hated to admit that I liked him. This was not how I envisioned this shit with us going.
During our game, I found out that he was easy to talk to. While he opened up to me about his career and son, I only offered the bare minimum about myself. I shared with him my high school stories and how Paige and I had become sisters.
I didn’t tell him that I was a hit woman, although I think he already knew due to Paige pillow talking with Harvey. The way he smiled and looked at me had me ready to jump on that dick and go for another ride. However, it was time to burst this little bubble we had created because the energy was becoming too intimate.
“You need me to follow you home?” he asked with a smirk on his face.
I shook my head, trying hard not to smile at him. “I can get there just fine, but thanks for the offer.”
“I want to see you again… before we become peasants to our people for this wedding.”
I tensed. As bad as I wanted to continue this, I knew if I fucked him again, I’d be living in his house the next business day.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“I ain’t trying to marry you tomorrow, Arie. You look like you could use a friend, and I don’t mind being that for you.”
“Messiah… You’re only feeling that way because we fucked. You don’t have to stick around if you don’t want to.”
He frowned slightly. “Whether you know this or not, we’re going to be around each other for a while. Your sister is marrying my brother. If you think you can be around me and not fuck with me, then you’re living in a delusional world, baby.”
“We don’t have to create any chemistry between us just because your brother is marrying my sister. We can coexist without fucking or being friends.”
Who the fuck are you fooling, Arie?
That famous smirk hit his lips as he kissed my forehead and opened my office door.
