wouldn’t kiss me if I did—and I was going to get this kiss tonight, if it killed me.”
I inhale sharply at the implication—that Savage consciously decided, hours ago, to forego smoking a cigarette, solely to kiss me later in the night. And at my obvious excitement, Savage kisses me, even more passionately than before, this time grabbing my ass cheeks firmly in both palms and pushing me into his hard bulge. When I moan with pleasure, he leans his body away from mine, slightly, enough to be able to slide his hand into my underwear. He reaches between my legs and moans when he discovers how wet I am, how swollen and aroused, and immediately begins fingering me in a way that elicits a loud growl.
As he massages my hard, swollen clit while finger-fucking me, I’m absolutely at his mercy. I begin buckling and growling like I’ve put my finger into a light socket, immediately hurtling toward an orgasm that’s sure to make my knees give out.
“I have to lie down,” I gasp out. “I can’t . . . keep going standing up.”
Without hesitation, Savage drags me to the bed, lays me down on my back, yanks down my underwear like they’re gravely insulting to him, and dives right in with a loud and shuddering exhale of excitement. As he licks me, he groans and moans, and then pushes open my thighs as wide as they’ll go. He licks and laps at me, at first, with a wide and greedy tongue. But, in short order, he zeroes in on his meticulous work, devouring my clit with precision.
I clutch the bed covering and writhe as Savage decimates me in the most delicious way imaginable. And when he adds his fingers to the mix, it only takes a couple swipes at my G-spot before my body explodes with an orgasm that sends me groaning loudly with deep relief and pleasure.
I sit up, eager to return the favor, but Savage stops me. His breathing ragged, he pulls off my shirt, and then his briefs, letting his big, thick cock spring to freedom. And just when I’m about to ask him if he’s got a condom, he flips me over, rather forcefully, pulls me onto all fours, and starts eating me from behind.
“Condom,” I choke out.
“Don’t need it,” he murmurs. “I’m only gonna eat you.”
I’m shocked to hear it. But not disappointed. I relax into it, now that I know he’s not planning to plow into me, uncovered. And quickly, my body ramps up, again. Savage is voracious back there. Fucking me with his fingers while licking and eating and biting and sucking every inch of me with his mouth. And by that, I mean, really and truly, every damned inch of me.
It takes me a little while to get there again, simply because it seems like he keeps pulling back, right when I’m about to release. Over and over again, he gets me right to the edge of orgasm, and pulls back. Is he doing that intentionally? Teasing me? Torturing me? Finally, thank God, he brings me right to the edge, yet again, but this time, exuberantly pushes my pleasure overboard. And when I finally come, something unexpected happens to me. Something that’s never happened before. Fluid squirts out of me during my orgasm. As intense pleasure grips me, I scream, unable to contain the rapture I’m feeling and way too drunk to care if someone in this big house might overhear me.
When my body-quaking, squirting orgasm subsides, Savage turns me over onto my back again, looking positively feral. Breathing hard, he lies next me on his back and pulls at my arm.
“Sit on my face,” he commands breathlessly.
“Savage,” I gasp out. “Get a condom. I want you to fuck me.”
“Sit on my face, Laila. Now.”
Trembling, I do as I’m told, and when I lower myself onto his mouth, the pleasure feels supernatural. I lean forward as I ride his face, stroking his gorgeous, hard cock with my hand, and he moans his appreciation underneath me in reply. I look down and see his chin as it moves. My eyes drift to his chest and abs, and then to the tip of his cock peeking out of my hand. It’s dripping with arousal now. So, I lean forward, slowly, allowing his mouth to keep up. And then, as he continues eating me from behind, I take his hard, dripping cock into my mouth and get to work, causing him to jolt and jerk