Page 25 of 14 Night Tryst

“Mhm,” her eyes flit up to peer at me, an impish smile on her face. “It’s very…masculine.”

“I’m delighted you think so, not many women do.”

Savi grins, her hands raking down my torso, tracing the dip and curve of my abdominal muscles which tauten and flutter under her touch. “Well, that’s their loss because I personally think it’s damn attractive and not only does it add to a man’s appeal but accentuates his masculinity.”

My obsession with this girl is increasing at an alarming level.

Leaning in I scoop her up into my arms and ghost my lips over hers. “I’m not a religious man, Wildfire, but you make me want to hit my knees and worship the divinity that created you.” I murmur against her lips, and she smiles, snaking her legs around me.

“Not tonight Mr. Peirce.” She replies, nipping at my lower lip. “Tonight, you’re going to worshipme.” Fishing the keycard out of my pocket I press it to the lock. It beeps once and the door unlocks. Using my back, I push the door open and walk into the room and kick the door shut behind me.

I push my jacket off her shoulders, and it falls on the floor around us before my fingers twist in her hair as our kiss grows heated. Savi moans audibly when my tongue duels with hers for control.

Loosening her legs from around me she slides down my body, taking her warmth and lips with her. Panting, I open my eyes and watch her step away, and sashay toward the bedroom all the while unzipping the dress and making me watch as it slips off her perfect body and pools at her feet.

Just before she disappears through the door, she turns her head and gives me a wicked look, one my dick immediately responds to. I tug the torn shirt out of my trousers and pull it off, discarding it on the floor with her dress as I follow her to the bedroom.

When I walk in, she’s sitting naked at the edge of the bed looking every bit the impish Goddess that she is. That plump lower lip is clinched between her teeth, and her honey-colored eyes glittering with rampant desire while she rests her hands back on the mattress and swings her left leg from side to the side flashing me that delectable bare pussy with the toy still buried inside her.

“Let me see you,” she hums, eyes raking over me while she licks her soft pink lips. “Undress for me.” I don’t waste a second in obeying. My eyes stay interlocked with hers while I reach for my belt buckle and unfasten it, tugging it off and dropping it on the floor. The sound of the leather and metal buckle hitting the porcelain tiled floor reverberates around the room. I discard my trousers and boxers in one go and kick them aside. Savi’s eyes lower to my fully erect cock and she licks her lips and drags her gaze back up to meet mine.

“Crawl to me, Mr. Peirce.”

Oh, fuck.

My cock pulses with elation. I never knew she had an assertive side to her, but fuck am I loving it. Smirking, I hit my knees and crawl over until I’m sitting before her like a submissive readily waiting to please his master.

I’m not a man that gives up control that easily, but for her, if control is what she wants then I’ll happily abide.

“You’ve got me on my knees Wildfire, now what do you plan to do with me?”

Savi spreads her leg wide, baring her perfect pussy to me. “Remove the toy.” Inching closer to sit between her legs I run my hands up her smooth thighs. A breathy sigh emits from her, and I almost lose my composure and lunge myself at her. Pressing my molars together I slowly withdraw the toy, pulling it out inch by inch and she moans quietly, her legs quiver until that very last inch is out. We both look at the toy glistening with her tasty nectar. My mouth fills with saliva at the mind-blowing scent of her alone. “Suck it clean, Mr. Peirce.”

Yes baby, talk dirty to me.

My mouth drops open and I push the rounded end of the toy into my mouth and suck her mouthwatering secretions with a guttural groan. The sweet and tangy taste of her makes my head swim with raging need. “Is that good?” she asks as I pull it out of my mouth with an audible pop.

“So fucking good baby, however…” I growl, tossing the toy aside and kissing up her thigh. “It’s not nearly enough, I’m still hungry and need more, preferably from the source.”

“Ah,” her leg comes up and she presses her foot to my chest stopping me cold in my pursuit of my need for her pretty pussy. “I think you’re in need of punishment for what you did to me at the restaurant, Mr. Peirce.”

“Savi.” I groan and she shakes her head, though her eyes are playful I can’t tell if she’s bent on denying me or if she’s only teasing.

“Bad boys can be denied too,” she drawls, leaning in close she tucks her index finger under my chin. “And you have been a very bad boy, Mr. Peirce.”

Fucking hell.

My cock throbs and my balls ache at the sultry undertone of her voice. I’m really liking this side to her. “I’m going to use you like my own personal sex toy.” I swallow thickly when my throat goes bone dry. “Every bit of frustration I felt earlier I’m going to take out on you. First, I’m going to crawl up and ride this handsome face until I make a mess all over it…”

Oh Lord, have mercy.

“And then, I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to be a good boy and fill my tight little cunt with your hot cum.”

This doesn’t sound like much of a punishment.

“And while I do, you’re not going to touch me,” she finishes, brushing her lips over mine. “Not one finger.”

Oh come on.

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