Page 18 of Wicked Savage

“I only want to bring you pleasure. If you don’t like something, you can use a safe word.”

“Okay…” My stomach gnaws from within.

“What will it be?”

Ah! How am I supposed to come up with something on the spot? I play some words in my head until I pop out a random one.

“Sunrise.”

His raspy laughter hits from somewhere on my left. “Sunrise it is.”

Hearing his voice, but not seeing him, adds another layer of sensuality. The anticipation of what he’ll do next makes this even more thrilling.

In an instant, he flips me onto my stomach, hands grabbing my thighs and forcing my knees up until I’m spread open for him. My face heats up knowing he sees all of me, but I fight the mortification and make myself enjoy it.

Soon, all those thoughts vanish as he strokes my clit, eager fingers entering me slowly, and I groan in pleasure.

“I’m gonna enjoy watching this tight pussy take every inch of my big cock.”

My core throbs painfully. One thing I know for sure: I like dirty talk.

He wraps a hand around my throat, pulling my head back while he nudges another finger inside me. “You’re gonna take every inch and beg for more. But first, I’m gonna make you come on my fingers. And if you’re a good girl, I’ll let you come on my tongue.”

He pistons inside me, making my eyes roll back. That overpowering sensation begins taking over until I scream his name, coming so hard I can barely breathe.

Before I can come down from the high, his mouth is on me, lips sucking my throbbing clit.

“Oh God, I can’t.”

I’m too sensitive to go again. There’s no way…

“One more. Be my good girl and give me one more.”

His good girl. Why is that so hot?

The more he swirls his tongue around my achy flesh, the more I start to want it again, my body his to command.

And with his name on my lips, I let go, grasping the sheets. Giving him what I’ve never given any man before while enjoying the hell out of it.

CHAPTER5

CILLIAN

My palms squeezeher ass as I force her deeper onto my face, needing to make her do that again. And again.

Wonder what her record is, because I’m about to shatter it.

Dinara is breathtaking with her clothes on, but without them, she’s simply stolen my breath away.

I don’t deserve to even look at something so beautiful, let alone touch her or fuck her. And I am gonna fuck her—hard and deep until she’s coming on my dick, begging me to stop because she can’t come anymore.

I don’t know what it is about her, what has drawn me in from the moment she spilled that drink on me. But there’s something here, and I’m not leaving until I get her number so we can explore this beyond these walls without these damn masks that I wish we weren’t wearing right now.

She whimpers as I slide my head out from under her, grabbing the whip and letting it slide over her perfectly round ass. Wanting to see it grow pink under my harsh punishment, I give her a single strike, my cock damn near painful from how badly I want her.

“Oh God!” She jolts, though remains on her hands and knees, her skin growing redder. “Do it again.”

That surprises me. I expected her to use her safe word.

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