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“Savage?”
“Yeah, baby?”
She looks down at my lips again, then back up to my eyes.
Say it baby. Tell me you love me. Please. I almost beg.
“Touch me.” She crashes her lips to mine, and her kiss isdesperate. Everything she feels is transferred to me. I feel her arm come over me. Her fingers trail up my spine and then tug on the short hair on the back of my head. I do the same, pulling her to me to run my hands over every inch of flesh I can touch. Her kiss drives me crazy. It’s warm and soft, and she is everything to me.
Every beat of her heart feels like it’s mine, just like mine is hers – which only confirms my suspicions. She and I were always on a collision course, two halves of one soul destined to find each other.
I don’t own half of her heart; I own all of it.
So does he.
She may not be able to say it yet, but there is nothing that could ever make me doubt that she loves me.
It’s why I’ll never be man enough to let her go.
I should be. I should leave her to be with him.But I can’t find it in me to do so.
Her kiss turns brutal, hungry – like she's been starved, and only I can satiate her. She climbs into my lap and rubs her panty covered pussy over my hard length, and it's everything. Sheiseverything. The air I breathe, the water I drink, the very thing that keeps my soul alive and my heart beating. “Sabrina… baby.”
“Parker. I can't help it,” My baby girl breathes between kisses. “I need you.” she grinds her pussy down on my dick and starts rolling her hips, little whimpers sending sparks everywhere. “I fuck… Oh my god. Parker please. Please fuck me, baby. I feel so empty, it hurts. I need to feel your thick dick inside of me. I want to feel you come for me.”
I swear to god I choke. Not in a sexy way at all. As if I could deny my woman anything. I move my hands from her thighs and run them over her hips, to the middle of her back to unhook her pretty little bra that's got her tits pushed up so high, they look twice as big. When they spring free, I'm already waiting to catch my favorite nipple and bounce it on my tongue. She sighs softly as I flip us, ungraciously shoving my underwear down. Reaching between us, groaning when I find the gusset of her thong soaked, and I pull them to the side. She shifts, and I'm able to pull them further away from her weeping slit. Grabbing my dick, I guide myself to her heat, notching myself inside.
“Look at me.” She does, and I watch with sinful pride as her eyes cross and her nails dig into my back, while I sink every inch of myself. “Fuck, baby. You're so goddamn wet already.” We both groan when I'm fully sheathed inside of her. I have to take a few moments to collect my thoughts, so I don't embarrass myself.
But then my pretty girl clenches around me and I start to move.
My hips begin a slow, languid pace a moment like this deserves. I kiss the corner of her parted lips, behind her ear, loving those little gasps. Her hips move with me. One leg drops around me, her heel in the small of my back, the other hangs off my forearm. I love this angle. It always makes her-
“Savage!”
Fuck yeah.
I shove my hands behind her to hold her closer to me. One hand goes to the middle of her back, the other to hold her head, so I can kiss her right. So I can deliver every ounce of my being into her next inhale. She trembles ever so slightly on a gasp. She tilts my chin so I can look into her sea-glass eyes.
“Perfect Parker,” she tilts her pelvis, fucking me back. I’m so fucking deep, every drag is slow, only so I can plunge deeper, so I can hear her moan for me. And I’m rewarded. “You’re so fucking perfect, Savage.”
Her praise is everything I need. “I love when you fuck me back, baby. You do it so fucking good, Bri. Take what you need, baby. Take all of me, pretty girl… there you go… look at you baby. So pretty… exquisite… that’s it… goood fucking giiirrrlll.”
My dirty girl opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue.
I grin. “You’re a filthy fucking girl, baby.” Knowing what she’s asking for, I let mine drop open and let a string of my saliva pool into her. She swallows with a little happy purr, and I pick up the pace into an unrelenting tempo, making my babydoll squeal in fucking delight.
Our bodies move in synchronization, giving and taking until we’re nothing but entangled limbs. Her pussy flutters around my dick, milking me, and I can’t hold back anymore. I'm so lost in the feel of her slick, silky skin. Her scent. Her sounds. Her back arches, pressing her tits further against my chest, clawing me viciously. My balls draw up, and white dots blur the sides of my vision. “Fuck, Bri, I’m gonna fucking come. It’s too good. I love this pussy.”
“Come inside of me, Savage, baby.Please.” She begs so prettily. “Come with me, please, please, please. I’m so, so close.”
My thrusts lose all rhythm, and we’re both crying out each other’s names, clinging to each other.
I crash on top of her, panting, my heart pounding so hard I can hear it. I try to move off of her, but she wraps herself around me.
“Not yet, love. I need you here. Always here.”
So I stay, wrapped up in my woman, but I do shift us so she’s on top.