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Page 41 of Empire of Savages

Something burned between us, the words hovering there momentarily before he gripped my hips and stroked his cock through my folds, then slapping it against my clit.

“Are you ready to take my cock, Alex? Are you ready for me to fill you up?”

“Please,” I whimpered, shamelessly grinding down on his rigid length. Notching the head at my opening, he slid into me with one smooth stroke. I was so wet, so ready for him, that my body provided zero resistance.

I was his.

Completely.

I hadn’t felt this relaxed in a long time. We were still on the couch, me sprawled on top of Nick’s chest, my head resting over his heart. He had one hand tangled in my hair, and the other was running along my lower back and ass in long, languid strokes. He had taken me from behind, making my legs weak with how passionately he fucked into me. It hadn’t taken long for me to come the first time, or the second time. It was only when my third orgasm had crested that Nick had allowed himself to finish.

I was being reckless with my body, but with Nick, all common sense seemed to go right out the window.

I shifted to peer up at him, feeling his cum slipping out of me with the small movement. “Will we ever use a condom?” I asked, the thoughts spilling out of my mouth unbidden.

“I don’t want any barriers between us, baby.”

“But what if I wanted to use them?”

He pressed a kiss to my forehead, the softness of the gesture so different to the way he’d used my body to find our pleasure. “Then I would use one, but I’d tear it off so I could still come inside you. Remember what I said.”

How could I forget what he said? He was easily the best fuck I’d ever had, and the contrast between his uncontrollable desire for me and the care he took afterward made me want more of him. More of this.

“I only met you two days ago.” I whispered the words into the silence.

“Sometimes a second is all it takes,” he replied in a dark voice, and it suddenly felt like we were talking about something else.

My post-orgasmic bliss was disrupted by his phone ringing.

With a curse, he slid me off his naked body and rifled through the pockets of his jeans. Propping myself up on my elbow, I watched him.

“Yeah?” he answered. After listening a few moments, he said, “I’m coming now,” then ended the call and looked at me. “As much as I wanted to fuck you again before I left, I have to go.”

Stretching myself out across the couch, I asked, “The MC calls?”

“Something like that.” He got dressed, and I watched the way his muscles moved under his tattooed skin. There was hardly an ounce of fat on him, and the thought that he took such good care of himself only made him more appealing.

“You keep looking at me like that and we’re going to have a problem,” he said, the sound of his rumbling voice enough to make a column of lust burn through me.

I sat up, and Nick watched my body with a dark, hungry stare. I didn’t want him to leave. Sitting on the edge of the couch,I widened my legs and drifted my fingers down to my pussy. I muffled a sharp inhale—it was still sensitive from the last orgasm he’d given me.

“What kind of problem?” I asked, playing with my clit.

Nick flicked the button off his jeans, pulled out his cock, and began to stroke. “The kind of problem that has you choking on my dick.”

“I can think of worse ways to die,” I replied, opening my mouth for him.

He stepped toward me, his green eyes on my exposed pussy. He slid the head of his cock along my bottom lip, then cursed when his phone rang again.

“Sorry, baby. I have to get this.”

He tried to pull back, but I wrapped my hands around his cock and started to pump. Nick’s eyes darkened, but he answered the call.

“What?” he barked. “Fuck, I’m coming now… I know I said that before.”

He listened for a few more minutes. I sucked the crown of his cock while I pumped, wondering if I could get one more orgasm from him before he left. Swirling around his hardened shaft, I flicked my tongue across the slit, causing him to wrap his free hand around my jaw.

“Yes, I’ll meet you there,” he said into the phone, but his eyes were on me. He flexed his hips suddenly, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. “Yes. Yes. No, that lead was a bust.”




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