Page 91 of Savage Keepsakes

I roll my eyes. She finishes up and pulls her gloves off before caressing my chin. I lower my mouth and bite her fingers with a smirk.

“I thought you were a vegetarian! It’s been a distraction for the cannibalism.”

“Did you know if you consent and I don’t kill you, I can eat you?” I grin at the horrified look on her face.

“Don’t worry, I’ll only eat you in one way, which, actually, we need to test the position.”

“Wash your hair and I’ll meet you in the bedroom,” she says after washing her hands.

Twenty-Three

Billy

Once I finish drying off, I enter the bedroom to discover her sound asleep. I kneel on the bed and rip down the covers.

“Lou,” I say.

She doesn’t stir. I ease myself between her legs and stroke my cock.

Spreading her wide, I spit against her pussy and slide my fingers over her slit. Rubbing her clit with my fingertips, I press the head of my cock into her.

The way she grips me is out of this world. She’s in a dead sleep tonight—inch by inch I sink into her, and Lou just lies there.

As I play with her, wetness coats my dick and I glide into her fully. Her eyes still aren’t open, but the warmth of her cunt is too good and the smile that crosses her lips is enough for me.

After thrusting into her for a few minutes, I hear the small moans and know she’s finally coming around.

As her legs’ grip me and her wetness engulfs me, I withdraw.

“Don’t stop,” she whimpers.

“Lie on your stomach,” I command and pull out. She begrudgingly turns over, presenting me with her beautiful ass.

I clutch her wide-set hips and force her down to lie flat on the bed. “This is why it won’t work.”

Turning around, I face her legs and stretch mine out alongside her body. I’m unsure how she thinks the guy in her story has three arms, but I am already struggling.

Leaning forward, I tilt my pelvis and grip the base of my dick to aim for her pussy, but at best, I only glide through her juices. She pushes back at me.

“Lou, it will not work, unless this main male character has a bendable twelve-inch cock.”

“There’s an idea,” she whispers and laughs.

I reach out and grasp her shoulder, urging her to turn onto her back. With a firm grip on her hair, I exert pressure and guide her head toward the edge of the bed.

I walk forward and tap my cock on her lips. She opens her mouth so fucking perfect.

I advance and grasp her tits, squeezing the nipples as she releases throaty moans. Her tongue runs over my balls and my eyes roll in my head.

As Lucy’s hands run over the back of my thighs with her long nails, it scratches an itch in my brain I didn’t notice I had.

I retreat and then press back into her warm mouth slowly and slip into her throat.

“Take it like the slut I know you are,” I grit out, continuing as she gags around it.

Reaching forward, I play with her clit as she sucks the life out of my dick.

“This position would work for what you wrote. He can fuck her mouth and shoot down her throat.”

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