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How sweet!But my pussy wasn’t in the mood for sweet. I needed my savage back. That cock was still hard, which meant I hadn’t done my job properly.
Staring up at him, I ran my hands up and down his thighs and whispered, “Tell me all about how much I mean to you while you fuck me until I can’t walk straight, husband.”
His eyes widened seconds before he gifted me a sinful smile. He caught my chin in his hand, tilting my face up.
“I’ve filled your mouth up. Are you now ready for me to fill that pussy up?” he asked.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered. “Make it overflow.”
“Fuck, Noe,” he groaned, smile disappearing instantly.
I wasn’t prepared for the way he bent down and picked me up. This time, he didn’t cradle me in his arms all tender like. This man tossed me over his shoulder.The fuck?I didn’t complain, though.
I couldn’t ask for the savage then complain when he showed up and did savage shit. Smiling, I stared down at the floor as he carried me from the kitchen, down the hall, and toward the stairs.
I’d just had some good breakfast, washed it down with good cum, and now I was about to get some good dick. The future was looking bright for this girl with no memory of her past.
I had no complaints.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
NOELLE
MY SAVAGE KEPT SAYINGfilthy things to me as he carried me upstairs. Things that had my thighs clenching and my panties clinging to my wet folds. Things like,I’m so ready to slide my cock into that tight pussy.
AndI’ve been craving that pussy for so long, I even dream about it.Then he blew my mind when he said,I’m going to fuck your pussy until it can’t take any more, then I’m moving to your ass and filling it up too.
My ass? I liked butt stuff? Who knew? But I was okay with it. Every filthy promise had me growing wetter, hotter, throbbing for him. By the time we made it to the room, I was damn near ready to cum right then and there.
Aiden kicked the door closed, the sound echoing like a warning of what was to come. He strode across the room and sat me on my feet in front of the bed. The moment I was standing, my knees nearly gave out.
I swayed, dizzy from wanting him so badly. Who knew you could get dizzy from being sexually overstimulated? Before I could fall, Aiden placed his arm around me, his large hand splaying across my lower back.
He stood there, towering over me, his heated gaze burning a path down my body. I swallowed but didn’t look away. I couldn’ttake my eyes off my man, with his sexy ass. His forehead lowered to mine.
His words slid over my skin like a caress when he whispered, “You haven’t been out of the hospital for long. So, remember to tell me if I’m being too rough.”
Those words sent a heatwave coursing from my head to my toes. It pulsed between my thighs, my pussy clenching just imagining whattoo roughwith him would feel like. Honestly, I had a feeling that for me, there was no such thing as too rough!
According to him, I liked butt stuff. What could be rougher than that? I was ready for whatever my savage delivered. My body was already begging for him before he even laid a hand on me. And then his hands were on me.
He squatted in front of me and grabbed the hem of my top, pulling it up slowly as I stared down at him. He shocked me when he pressed his lips to my stomach, kissing each inch of skin he revealed as he lifted the shirt.
My breath hitched when his lips brushed the dip of my navel. He nipped lightly, teasing, then soothed the spot with a slow lick before lifting my shirt higher. I raised my arms and let him pull the fabric over my head.
He tossed it toward the closet, and I heard it land on the floor. I swear, we had to find a better way of discarding our clothes, or our home would always be a cluttered mess. After throwing off my shirt, his mouth was on me again.
He kissed the underside of my breast through the thin lace of my bra, the heat of his tongue searing me through the fabric as he retraced the path with his tongue. My nipples pebbled instantly, aching for more.
He stripped the bra away and sealed his mouth over one of my nipples. My knees damn near buckled as his tongue swirled, his teeth grazing me before he sucked my nipple. I moaned, back arching.
His mouth trailed across the top of my breast, down my ribs, then lower still. He kissed the jut of my hipbone as he worked my pants down, his knuckles brushing against my thighs on the way.
Each touch set off a spark of arousal, leaving me gasping for more. He crouched in front of me as I stepped out of the pants. Tossing them behind him, his lips brushed the inside of my knee, then the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.
He peppered my skin with kisses, his lips and tongue mapping a slow path straight to my pussy. He continued upward, stopping just shy of where I needed him most, frustrating the hell out of me.
Sir, hurry up and take these panties off me so you can lick the rest of me.
