Page 19 of Small Town Beast 2: Saverin's Duet

“In here,” Tanya called.

He followed the sound of her voice again, banging into every surface imaginable. Tanya had never seen Saverin so out of control, and it was hard not to laugh. Loudly.

He entered the room, with difficulty. “Yeah, it’s funny ain’t it? I ought to take you over my knee…Motherfuck! Is this a trailer or a corn maze?”

“Shhhh,” Tanya giggled helplessly. “You’ll wake up Gwen and Rory.”

“They’re in there smoking weed or something. Virginia Gold, smells like.”

“That’s very specific..”

“Get over here,” Saverin commanded.

Then they were back at it, kissing and touching and stroking.

“You want to know something?” Tanya whispered, petting his chest as he held her in an almost protective embrace.

“What, darlin’?”

“After Amari’s father, you’re the only man I’ve ever gone to bed with.”

“Really?”

She nodded. “I don’t know if that means anything…”

“I want to be the last,” he said, catching her chin. “The last, the only…You understand me?”

“Yeah,” Tanya said quietly. “I do.”

A few minutes later Tanya breathlessly waited as he unclasped his belt and dropped his jeans. Rough handling brought her to the edge of the bed. His manhood passed her navel when he lined it up with her. Dizzily she wondered how she was able to take so much; Saverin had often wondered the same thing, out loud, while he was burying it inside her.

“How does it feel to be a millionaire, Miss Weaver?” Saverin murmured, slicking his thumb through the foamy mess smeared across her thighs. She had never been wetter in her life.

“Feels good, Mister Bailey.”

When she used that name he turned to pure steel against her belly.Arrogant bastard.She reached down to make sure.

“Mister Bailey,” she said, stroking. “Ohh, Mister Bailey, you’re so hard and thick.”

“I reckon those riches have gone to your head already,” he said tightly, thrusting into her hands.

“Uh huh. Soon I’ll be the one paying you to fuck me.”

“A girl gets a little minted, thinks she’s goddamned Cleopatra. How d’you want it?”

“The same way you do.”

She covered her mouth as Saverin thrust inside her fully with no preparation. Her scream choked off as his great weight crushed her to the bed. All her organs seemed to shift around the pressure of his invasion. He washuge, and for some reason she forgot that, every single time. She clenched around him in a sudden climax, screaming her pleasure into his chest.

“Still tight as fuck.” He fought her grip on every delicious stroke. “There’s nobody like you, Tanya.”

“I’m yours,” she blurted. The words tumbled out unchecked.

“Good,” he said. Saverin tasted like sex and liquor and freedom. His tongue stormed her mouth, taking, plundering. There was nothing between them now. Nothing.

Tanya wrapped her arms around him tightly and gave up trying to be quiet.Fuck it.She wanted to scream from what he was doing to her, so she screamed. And he rode her harder, driven by the dark passion that demanded his surrender as much as Tanya now surrendered to him.

“Take it,” he gritted, his forehead against hers, his hips rolling and thrusting with barely-controlled force. “Will you take it, honey?”

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