Page 106 of The Substitute

“What’s the blush for?”

I dig my hands into my hair and pull just to give myself something to do. “I didn’t know what you were going to do.”

“What do you want me to do?”

I whimper and cover my face. “Lick me,” I whine through my palms.

“Lick you where?” His lips barely brush the back of my thigh, and I jump at the contact. “Here?” A long, warm line is drawn toward my knee, then he blows on it.

I want to scream. He damn well knows not there!

“No, not there.”

“Hmmm. Here?” A warm line appears on my right ass cheek. Closer but still no.

“Sav—”

“I can do this all day, so unless you want me to taste every inch of your skin tonight, it’s better to just tell me.”

Why is this so embarrassing? Separating my fingers, I look down my body to find him grinning at me. The bastard.

“You know where.”

“Yeah I do, but I want you to say it.” He drags his nose up my scrotum to my ballsack. Fuck, that feels good. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of in sex. If you want your ass eaten until youcome again, say it. If you want to be humiliated or praised or degraded, say it. Spanked, tied up, edged until you cry?—”

I slam both hands on the bed with a frustrated huff. “Oh my God, I get it!”

He looks at me expectantly while his tongue teases the very beginning of my crease. The jerk is going to kill me. I’m going to spontaneously combust from lust.

“Jesus fuck, all of that.” I’m trembling with arousal, anticipation, and frustration.

An eyebrow lifts, and I don’t know what this look is he’s giving me is, but it’s dangerous and enticing in equal measure.

Before I can blink, he’s climbed my body, trapping me under him. Every beat of my heart says his name while every inhale takes him deeper. I love the hold he has over me.

“Open your mouth.”

My jaw falls open without having to think about it.

Savage strokes my jaw, staring at my lips. “Tongue out.”

When I do, he spits into my waiting mouth and strokes my jaw again. “Swallow.”

I’m throbbing against his hipbone as I do, and he groans.

“Such an eager one, aren’t you, baby girl?”

“Yes,” I whisper, digging my fingers into his ass cheeks so he’ll move. When he rolls his hips, I groan, my body tightening with the impending orgasm that I won’t be able to prevent if he doesn’t stop. I’ve barely made a sound when Savage lifts his body from mine with a dark laugh.

“Hold that thought.” He kisses my lips quickly then is back to lying on the bed with my thighs pushed wide.

“Please,” I whine, gripping my sheets in my fist.

“Please what?”

I groan, not wanting to say the damn words. “Please lick my hole.”

My face is on fire when Savage pulls my cheeks apart and licks me. It’s so much better than I expected. His tongue is soft but strong, wet and warm. Fuck, it feels so good. I’m babbling, probably just making sounds, but I can’t tell.