Page 53 of Sweet Surrender
The taste of Savannah’s delicious pussy lingered on my tongue as Istepped away from her. She slowly turned around, her pupils wide, and her cheeks rosy.
Fuck, she was adorable when she was like this; wet and desperate tocome.
And as long as she behaved herself for the rest of the day, I’d makeher come so hard she’d forget her name.
Ifshe behaved.
“We need to get back out there,” I said, taking her hand, and pullingher to me.
“Oh!” Savannah gasped as she took two steps and stopped, pullingher hand out of mine to steady herself against the wall.
I smirked as her cheeks turned a deeper shade of crimson. Theweighted toy was no doubt pressing on both her clitandher G-spot, and with every step she took, the pressure was only going to intensify.
Little did she know this was only the beginning.
“You okay?” I said, doing absolutely nothing to keep the amusementout of my voice.
“No. You can’t expect me to go out there wearing this thing, Nash,”she replied, her voice a husky whisper. “I can barely talk.”
My wicked grin stretched wider. “That’s the point, sweetheart.”
She gaped at me, a mix of horror, anger, and frustration at how closeto the edge she was.
Ignoring her protests, I took her hand again, and led her out of thecorridor, stifling my chuckles at the little groans leaving her as we walked back into the main hall where the party was taking place.
“Nash, LVM want to grab a few pictures of us for their next print,” Foxsaid, appearing suddenly at our side. “Got two minutes?”
I scowled at Fox. He hated posing for photos as much as I did, butLas Vegas Magazinewas one of the most popular magazines in Vegas, and we both knew we’d be stupid to refuse them a few pictures.
“If we must,” I grumbled. “Sweetheart, go and wait for me over by thebar. Stay there until I come and get you.”
Savannah’s eyes drifted over to where I’d pointed, and I had to stiflemy smile as horror filled her eyes. The bar was on the other side of the huge room. It would be torture for her to walk all the way across without giving into the pleasure of the toy.
“Erm, okay,” Savannah replied, her voice still husky. From beside her,Fox raised a brow in surprise. He’d wanted to make a bet on how long it would take me to train Savannah to obey me, betting that I’d be battling with her for months.
I bet the fucker wasn’t so confident now.
As Savannah made to step away, I grabbed her, and pulled her intome before kissing her beautiful mouth, claiming her for everyone to see.
Around us, snaps and flashes from cameras went off, and I knewwithin a matter of minutes, pictures of me kissing my wife would be all over the likes ofTwitterandInstagram.
I broke away from her, finding the flush in her cheeks had now creptdown to her chest. Giving her a playful slap on her perky ass, I watched as Savannah made her way over to the bar.
She walked slowly with one hand pressed against her belly, andevery few steps she had to stop, her shoulders rising where she was having to suck in a deep breath.
My poor Savannah. By the time we left the party, she’d bebeggingme to fuck her.
“You really are infatuated with that girl,” Fox said from beside me.“Never thought I’d see the day you’d settle down.”
Reluctantly tearing my eyes away from my wife’s gorgeous ass, Iclapped him on the back. “Me neither, but when you meet the one who is destined for you, all others pale into insignificance, and Sav, well, she’s it for me.”
“Christ,” Fox said, rolling his eyes.
“It’ll happen for you one day, Fox,” I replied, giving him a smirk.
“Not fucking likely. And don’t be spouting that kind of shit to Lily. I’vealready had to tell her three times she ain’t nothing but a good time,” Fox grumbled, looking around the casino hall to where Lily, the front-of-house manager, and his current fuck buddy, was talking to a group of guests.
Fox had been fucking her for around three months, probably thelongest time he’d stuck with one woman. I’d warned him about dipping his pen in the office ink, but like me, Fox was a stubborn bastard and refused to listen.
