Betraying Her (Savage Brothers Second Generation 3)

Her hands clamp down on my shoulders as I begin licking her clit, teasing that swollen button with my tongue. I slide my fingers back into her soaking, wet depths, fucking her shallowly, but the way her inner muscles clamp down on my fingers, she’s still going to explode. I keep working her clit, finding a rhythm that I know is working by the way she trembles around me.

“Thomas,” she moans as I suck on her clit and hum my approval. Her body jerks, and her climax takes over. I keep licking her, taking all that she has to give, as her nails bite into my back and she holds on for the ride. As she comes down, I lick her one last time. Then, I help her to stand on her own and pull back to look at her, still licking her sweet cream off my lips.

“You taste good, baby.”

Her cheeks deepen in color and that’s my reward. Lyla’s face soft with her orgasm, blushing while clearly still aroused, and her eyes eating me up.

“We didn’t… I mean…”

I grin. If she thinks I’m going to stop, she needs to think again. There’s no going back now. Hell, maybe there never was.

“We will. Lay back on the bed.”

I see the surprise that flashes in her eyes, but she does exactly what I ask. I stand, looking down at her, so fucking hard that it’s painful.

“Like this?” she asks, leaning up on her elbows to watch me as I stand over her.

“You follow directions really well, S-Sunflower. I think you might need a reward.” I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke myself as I watch her. Her gaze moves, and I know she’s watching me stroke myself. If her nipples get any harder, they’re going to rip through her bra.

“I do?” she puffs out, her breathing still ragged from her orgasm.

“Oh, yeah. Would you like that, baby girl?” I croon, stepping over to the bed. I put a knee on it, bending down to press my rigid shaft between the lips of Lyla’s pussy, her cum coating me effortlessly. I tease her, taking my time moving back and forth in her pussy, teasing her clit, and torturing the both of us. It feels like heaven, full of wicked pleasure. I smack the head of my cock down against her clit—instantly rewarded with the way she trembles.

“Oh fuck,” she hisses, and I love that word on her lips. I may make it my goal to see how many times I can hear it tonight.

“You want my cock, S-Sunflower?” I ask, slapping down against her clit again.

“I want you,” she counters.

“That I c-can give you,” I tell her, pushing away thoughts of what happens after I make love to her. I can’t think about that because there’s no way I can stop myself. I wrap my hand around my cock, lining up with her entrance. My gaze moves back to her face as I smile at her. She looks nervous, but from the way she’s holding onto me, I can tell she doesn’t want to call a stop to this, and that’s a very good thing. I don’t have it in me to stop. The head presses inside her. Instantly, her muscles constrict around me, wrapping tightly around the part of my cock I’ve given her so far. It’s so good I force myself not to end this much too soon and give her my cum now. I slowly feed her more of my length, groaning at how tightly she has me gripped. Then, I feel evidence of the fact that she’s never been with another man. Confusion hits me. I knew she didn’t have a lot of experience, but… “Lyla? A v-v-virgin?”

“I want you, Thomas,” she breathes. “I want it to be you.”

I should stop. A good man would walk away, but fuck, I can’t. I just can’t. The most I can manage is to warn her. “It might hurt…”

“You’ll make it better,” she says. Her confidence in me oozes out of her words. I nod because she’s right. If it’s all I can do, I will make sure her first time is nothing but good for her. Still, there’s wetness gathering in her eyes as I push deeper into her, claiming her innocence.

Once I’ve gone as deep as I can, I stop, refusing to move. My hand goes against the side of her neck, feeling her pulse jump against my palm as my thumb strokes against her tender throat. I bend down to kiss her, capturing her moan as I somehow sink even deeper until I buried to the hilt in her sweet pussy. I kiss her, telling her without words how much her gift means to me.

“Are you good, S-S-Sunflower?”

“I’m more than good.”

“You sure?”

She nods, her lips moving into a smile. I bend down to kiss her then, unable to stop myself. Our tongues dance as I begin to move inside her tight sheath. I fuck her slow and thorough at first, kissing her the entire time while she milks my cock. Her legs move up on my hips, the heels of her feet digging into my back. I pull back from drinking from her mouth to look down at her. Her eyes flutter before opening. She’s full of desire and pleasure. It practically glows on her face, and my cock swells as I fight back my climax because I’m the man that gave her that look.