Page 78 of Fang
“Fuck, that was hot, but I guess you didn’t like it?” he asks.
“No, I did, but I don’t think I like how it ends.”
He smirks. “Come here.”
I go into his arms willingly.
“You don’t have to swallow. I’m fine if you are a spitter.”
“Good. Did you like it?”
“Like it? Cami, dick sucking like that will have a man proposing to you. Like, I would marry you right now if you asked. You could make me fall in love with that mouth of yours.”
That has me beaming. I like that I could make him feel like that.
Then his words hit me.
Fall in love.
I think I want that. I want him to fall in love with me. I want to fall in love with him. If I’m being completely honest, I think I’ve already fallen.
I only hope he’s right next to me.
I’m on cloud nine.
I don’t think today could have started any better. First, I got to wake up to a gorgeous woman who I am obsessed with sleeping soundly next to me. Then I got to taste that sweet pussy, waking her up to an orgasm I hope she won’t ever forget. Then that same sweet, wonderful woman that I am quickly falling in love with decides to do the one thing I never expected.
She gives me a blow job that makes me damn near forget my own name. I know it was her first. I could tell by how hesitant she was. Then she admitted it and asked for my assistance. Knowing that I was her first has my chest puffed out. I want to be all of her firsts, but I also intend to be her last too.
I want her.
I dropped her off five minutes ago, but I still have yet been able to get myself to start my bike and leave. She has class today, but I’m barely holding myself back from going up there and making her take the day off. We could spend it in her bed. I could eat that pussy over and over again until she can’t keep her eyes open.
I’m about to give in to the urge when my phone rings.
“Yeah?” I answer.
“I need you at the club. How soon can you be here?” Savage asks.
Fuck.
I look up at the building one more time, mentally saying goodbye to Cami.
“I’m at the college. I’ll be there in fifteen.”
“I’ll be in my office.”
Shit. That doesn’t sound good.
I don’t rush back to the clubhouse. I take my time and arrive in thirteen minutes. When I step inside, I find the place desolate. Walking to the office, I step inside, closing the door behind me.
“You wanted to see me?” I say.
He nods to the chair across from his desk. I take a seat and wait for it.
“Biggy has lodged a complaint about you. Says that you are interfering with him getting club pussy. Wants you reprimanded for breaking club rules,” he starts.
I scoff. “I haven’t stopped him from getting any of the club girls here at the clubhouse. Now, I did stop him from touchingmygirl. Cami is mine, and I don’t give a fuck what he says. I won’t let him touch her.”
