Page 69 of Hate the Game
“I love hearing you beg.” I pushed her back on the desk and dragged my face between her breasts and over her stomach. Without moving her dress I buried my face between her thighs and growled. “Magical pussy. That’s the only answer for how crazy I am for it. I’ve thought about getting my mouth on you again almost every other second since the last time. I know this is going to ruin me. One more taste is never going to be enough. I don’t fucking care, though, Sav. I just need to taste you.”
She was writhing under me, her breaths coming fast and desperate, just as desperately as I felt. I glanced up at her and saw her watching me, eyes blissed out. Her hands clampeddown on her tits, her grip punishing as she lifted her hips as an offering. “I need you. I need you, Jax.”
I flipped up her dress and swore at the sight of her innocent white panties. They were so simple, they shouldn’t have been so fucking sexy but they were on her. The way they clung to her wet sex, the material see-through, it was pornographic and all for me. I was so insane with hunger that I couldn’t remember how to get them off without ripping them straight off of her. They shredded and I fisted the material, raising it to my face to inhale the intoxicating scent of her pussy.
“Oh, god.” Savannah moaned and dug her boots into my back, trying to pull me forward. “Taste me. Please, taste me!”
It was a far cry from how embarrassed she’d been about her cunt the first time. I felt ten feet tall over that fact. She just needed a real man to show her sweet pussy some appreciation to understand how delicious and perfect it was.
I unlocked her feet from behind me and planted them firmly on Dad’s desk. It spread her out wide for me and I had to resist the urge to rub my hands together like a fucking movie villain. She’d turned me feral and she had to deal with the consequences.
I balled her panties up and shoved them into her mouth. “These walls aren’t thick enough. Keep those there or I’ll take you to the edge and leave you there.”
***Jax***
Her eyes filled with tears but I knew from the way her hips were constantly shifting, lifting for attention, that they were tears of desperation. She needed my mouth as much as I needed her pussy. I pressed my hand over her lower stomach and dragged my thumb back and forth over her clit. She whined into her ruined panties and her hands clenched on her tits.
More of that animalistic need had me leaning forward and spitting on her swollen clit. I held her gaze as I rubbed it in and bared my teeth at her. “No matter what you do with it, it’s mine. You already know that, though, don’t you? I should take those panties out and make you scream it, make you tell everyone on this campus that Jax Carrington owns your pussy. You like that, don’t you? You’re leaking my delicious juices all over this desk.”
Her face scrunched in pain and she jerked her arm out so fast that I barely saw it move until I felt the sting on my head. She had a mean grip on my hair and she tugged my face closer to her core.
I flashed her a vicious grin and slapped her inner thigh. “Pull as hard as you want. I’m in charge here.”
She cried out and let her head fall back on the desk with a loudthud. Her hand released my hair and she swung her arms out to grip the edge of the desk, taking out Dad’s monitor as she did. Neither of us stopped to notice or care.
I pushed her legs higher and groaned in pain at the sight of her puckered asshole. “Have you ever taken anyone here?”
She clenched when I teased my finger over her there and shook her head. When I asked her if she was against it she shyly shook her head again.
My mouth watered and my brain went blank of everything except making her come harder than she ever had. There were a hundred different filthy things I wanted to do to her, some shocking even to me, but what I wanted more than anything was to see just how much I could wind her up before she did crash over that precipice.
“I want to ruin you, Sav. I want you as desperate for me as I-” I cut myself off from admitting just how much I wanted and needed her. I took in a deep breath and swallowed hard when her arousal filled my nose and lungs. “Fuck. Fuck it. I want you as desperate for me as I am for you. Now you know. I’m fucking dying for you.”
I couldn’t look at her after confessing. Instead I leaned down and licked her from her asshole to her clit. The muffled sounds she made threatened to break my brain. Yanking Dad’s desk chair closer I sat in it and moved closer so my Savannah buffet was the only thing I could see. I spit on her asshole and growled at the way her whole body shivered for me.
I spread her pussy lips open and dragged my mouth and chin through her dripping folds. I fucked with her by gently lapping at her clit like I had all the time in the world while also tickling her asshole with a finger. She stiffened but as I took my time on her clit she’d relax again and I’d push her further. When I pressed the tip of my finger inside, she made a sound like a cat in heatand reached down to grab behind her knees. She lifted her legs and opened herself up for me, revealing everything in such open detail that I had to reach down and press down on my dick to get a second of relief.
I’d teased us each enough. I lost my precious control and went at her pussy with the finesse of a fucking train. I licked and sucked her everywhere. I fucked her with my tongue and then with my fingers while I sucked marks onto her pussy lips and inner thighs. I worked my finger deeper in her ass and fucked her in time with my fingers in her pussy. She was so tight that I could feel my fingers rub together through the thin wall between her ass and pussy. When I felt her nearing the edge I jerked my mouth off her clit and bit her thigh. She screamed into her gag and it was still loud enough that anyone walking by would’ve heard her.
I knew I’d pushed her as far as she could handle when I had two fingers in her ass and was fucking her like I hated her. Her tits jiggled with every hard thrust. Her nails had dug so deeply into the back of her knees that I knew there’d be marks and maybe even blood when she pried them back out. She was screaming almost nonstop and she was bright red and stretched so taut with tension that it looked painful.
Deciding to give her mercy I closed my mouth over her clit and sucked. Hard. Her body bowed off the desk and I heard the wood creaking where she’d gripped it tight. I pumped my fingers faster and growled against her clit. It pushed her over and I watched as she exploded. Her face twisted, her body tightened around my fingers almost painfully, and she stopped breathing. I didn’t let up. I sucked harder and licked the underside of her clit hard until her come splashed out from between my fingers and soaked Dad’s desk. She shook violently and then collapsed.
I felt like a fucking superhero as I watched her legs go limp, spread so wide it had to ache. Even after I eased my fingers fromher core and ass I lightly lapped at her clit. I cleaned her with long licks of my tongue until she recovered enough to push at my head. I wasn’t disappointed as I sat back and watched her. She was wrecked.
“Come here, Sav.” I eased her into my lap and held her, ignoring my own aching dick for the chance to revel in how peaceful she looked after coming like that. I pulled her panties out of her mouth and had her drink some of my water. “You’re perfect.”
It took her a few minutes but when she’d recovered enough to move on her own and talk she sat up and kissed me, tasting herself on my mouth. Another couple of minutes of that and then she sat back and frowned. “This isn’t fair.”
I raised my eyebrows but my brain was still stuck on a Savannah loop, too slow to register what she was doing until she’d slipped off my lap and lowered to her knees between my spread thighs, a seductive curve on her lips. I couldn’t breathe as she reached up and unbuttoned my jeans. I felt fire burning through my veins and ice follow in its path as I waited for her to pull my dick out.
She licked her lips and her eyes widened. “I might not be good at this… My ex didn’t think so.”
I took my dick from her soft grip and grabbed the back of her head with my other hand. Tugging at her hair I forced her face closer as I roughly stroked myself. “You couldn’t be bad if you fucking tried. I’m so hard for you that I’m probably going to blow the second you get that hot little mouth on me.”
She smiled and it was so sweet that I wanted to scream. Licking her lips, she followed my movements and then pushed my hand away with a grunt. “I wanna do it.”
I gripped her hair tighter and forced her eyes to mine. “I don’t want to ever hear you talk about an ex when I’ve just devouredyour cunt and am seconds from feeding you my dick. He doesn’t exist. No one exists but you and me right now.”
