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I fumbled with the buttons on Savage’s jeans as I attempted to reach his dick, which was a hard rod against my stomach. My pussy was drenched as I tried to get at what I needed so desperately. I growled against Savage’s throat as I kissed my way downward, and his buttons finally popped. A cry of triumph left my lips as I tugged his jeans down and slid my hands inside. I grasped his cock, and Savage groaned.
“Will you get your jeans off?” Savage complained. The poor guy was trying one-handed to undo mine.
“Good idea,” I said and yanked them down to my ankles. Savage immediately thrust a hand between my legs, and I began riding him as I reclaimed his cock.
“Inside,” I gasped as his dick grew harder and bigger. Savage stumbled over our jeans and went down first, landing on the stairs. Without hesitation, I climbed on top and slid his cock in.
We both moaned together at the feel of one another before Savage wrapped his arm around my hips and began thrusting hard. My nipples brushed his chest, two painful little nubs, and I groaned as my clit rubbed against him.
“Harder,” I demanded, and Savage fucked me to the point of pain. I came first, rapidly followed by him, as I collapsed on his muscled chest.
“Fuck me,” Savage groaned. “I meant to take you to bed.”
Still amped, I lifted my head and kicked my jeans off. “Race you.”
Leaping off Savage, I raced upstairs, not caring what he might see. Savage let out a loud growl, kicked his jeans off, and chased me.
I ran into my bedroom just as Savage tackled me from behind, his cock already hard again. I landed face-first as Savage pinned me down and began moving against my ass.
“Fuckin’ love your ass. Gonna claim it one day,” Savage swore as he slipped a hand under me and lifted me slightly. He grasped my breast and played with it as I squirmed under him.
“Give me your damn cock,” I yelled, and Savage chuckled darkly.
He released my breast, yanked me onto my knees, and pushed my shoulders down. I could feel my wetness running down my legs and was going to tackle him. Before I could consider moving, Savage slammed into my pussy, going so deep I screamed.
“This is heaven,” Savage gritted out as he thrust deeper. I shoved back against him, wanting more, frantic with a need I didn’t think I would ever fill.
A slap hit my ass, and I groaned as Savage went deep at the same time.
Jesus, I’d never get enough of him. Never.
Savage’s orgasm built, and he whipped his cock out and spurted onto my back, where he rubbed his cum into my skin. Fuck, that was kinky.
“This makes you mine. You are marked by me,” Savage growled and then lifted my ass higher as he flipped onto his back and slid under me. His good arm grabbed my butt and drew me down onto his face, where he proceeded to eat me until I came twice.
Finally, curled in a ball, I refused to move as Savage grinned and tucked me in close.
“You’re gonna sleep with my cum on you and know you’re mine, baby. And I will wake you several times and mark you whenever I want tonight. And you’re gonna cum on me each time, hear me?”
“Yup.” I sighed dreamily, then I fell asleep.
Savage
Who’d have thought Grace would have a little kinky inside her? She was looking at a sex site on my phone and adding shit to the basket. I wasn’t arguing because some of that stuff looked fun, and Grace was clearly comfortable with her sexuality.
I bent down and kissed her neck, and Grace squirmed. Damn, she was sensitive there. I wondered if I had time to bend her over when my phone rang.
Grace dropped it, looking horrified.
“I don’t want to lose the page, but I don’t know how to answer. What if I send someone the sex links?” she gasped as I chuckled and grabbed the phone.
I minimised the website and answered. “Yo.”
“Savage, it’s Doc Gibbons. Just a quick update. Earle is settled in his room and responding well to medication. The therapist confirmed his potential recovery. Earle might end up with a slight limp, but that’s better than what he was facing in Kentucky. Also, his meds have been adjusted. And he’d like to talk to you,” Doc said.
“Not a problem,” I answered, sliding my hand over Grace’s hair.
“Hey, nephew, how are you?” Earle chirped, shocking the shit out of me. His words were still slurred, and he spoke slowly, but I could understand him. What shocked me the most was Earle’s use of language. It was… different.
