Page 53 of Savage Temptation
And-I-am-dead…
Seeing Tessa so playful across the table has me waving down the waitress for the check. Gone is the anxious, reserved lover that was so unsure of herself. In her place is a woman that knows exactly what she wants.
Here’s hoping it’s not an iridescent blue alien.
I settle the bill, and although I had every intention of taking her out, we end up back at the hotel room, hastily undoing buckles, latches, buttons—anything getting in the way of seeing each other.
“I’d like you to know that back at that restaurant, you acted rather inappropriately.” I wag an authoritative finger at her.
She catches the tip of my index finger in her mouth, biting down gently as she growls.
And that’s all it takes for me to start leaking pre-cum like a damn high schooler. My boxers are off, so I have no way to hide it. Luckily, it ends up working in my favor as she drops to her knees, squealing in delight as she takes me into her mouth.
Heaven.
There is no other word for this woman.
I haven’t lived before her.
And I certainly won’t continue to after she’s gone.
For that, there is only one answer.
I must never let her go.
Tessa’s a quick learner, working my cock like a pro, taking it as far back into her throat as she can before seamlessly pulling off and licking down my shaft to my ball.
“Jesus,”I groan as she takes one into her mouth, sucking me like a Tootsie Pop.
She gives the second equal treatment as she jacks me off, and I wonder how the fuck she got so good at this.
My fingers grow rigid against her head.“Slow down. I don’t want to come just yet.”
She pops off and says, “Someone has a bit of a high school issue.”
I cock my head to the side. “Are you mocking me?”
“It’s just that every time we get going, you’re on premature ejaculation alert.” She throws up her hand in animated fashion. “Wait! Careful…carrrreful. Nobody move, and don’t you dare make a sound.”
If anyone else had made fun of me in that way, I’d literally throw them from my apartment. Then again, I haven’t had this issue with anyone else. Or at least not since I was sixteen.
“Look, if my cock lasts long enough to make it in your mouth, I’d hardly call that premature ejaculation.”
I am aware of how low I’ve set the bar.
She crosses her arms over her naked breasts, her expression utterly condescending.
Oh, she wants to playthatgame…
I grab her roughly. “Listen, you little brat. I’ve been playing junior leagues with you because I’m pretty sure that’s all you can handle.”
“Oh, yeah?” she snarks back. “You think you can teach me a lesson?”
She’s taunting me. And I love it.
I drag her over to the table, spin her around, and throw her over it.
She gasps, startled by my sudden brute force.
