Taking Her Down (Savage Brothers Second Generation 1)

“I own this pussy. I’m the only cock it’s ever had. I’m the only man to tunnel inside your sweet little snatch and now you’re shaped just for my cock.”

I cup her pussy, her juices sliding down against the palm of my hand, her clit pulsating against my skin.

I gently squeeze her cunt with my grip, grinding her clit, as I rub my swollen cock against her ass cheek. It’s torture, but so much fucking pleasure I groan.

“You’re so full of yourself,” she says, but she’s whining the words out as she clenches her pussy tight, her body trembling underneath my hold.

“Soon you’re going to be full of me and that’s what you want, isn’t it, Kayden.”

“It’s what you want, too,” she says stubbornly.

I’ve already pushed her thong out of the way, and I decide to give her what we both want, mostly because I’m going to come if I don’t. I take my cock in my hand and pump it once, letting more precum drizzle against her ass. Then, with one hand pressed on her back, and not a word spoken I make her open herself up for me. I line my cock up with her entrance.

“Hold on, Baby Girl. This is going to go hard and quick.”

Then, I thrust inside of her, not stopping until my balls are pushing against her dripping wet cunt.

“Oh God, Baby. You feel so good,” Kayden whimpers. “I’ve missed you so fucking much.”

“I’ve missed you, too, Baby Girl,” I growl. The pleasure is almost too much. I move out of her as slow as humanly possible, partly because I don’t want to leave her body and partly because I love watching how her sweet honey clings to my shaft as I pull out.

Both hands grab her hips, harshly, holding her as I begin fucking her.

“This is going to be quick, Baby. Play with your clit if you need extra attention, I can’t hold back,” I order her, my voice sounding inhuman.

“I don’t need anything except for you to stop talking and fuck me,” she growls back.

I hold my body still, and just use my hold on her hips, using her body to fuck me, slamming her hard so her ass slaps against me and then, I pull her back until she’s almost off my shaft—only to force her body to take all of me again.

Hard and quick, in and out, thrusting and pulling, slamming and receding, only to repeat.

Over and over, I fuck her, rational thought gone, just acting on instinct and pleasure. I can feel it starting, cum gathering, heated and so fucking full that it’s almost as painful as it is pleasurable. I bite down on the inside of my jaw, using the pain to help me hold back until I can feel her begin to climax. Then, I let go, coming so hard in her that for a minute I’m afraid I might just pass out.

She cries out, coming so hard that her entire body quakes with it, vibrating against my body. I release jet after jet of cum, painting her insides so thick that it begins dripping out of her and against my shaft.

When I’ve emptied into her, I force myself to move. I’d rather stay inside of her for the rest of the night. That’s not going to happen here, but I’m taking her to her place and fucking her again. She’ll be lucky if she can walk down the aisle tomorrow. I’ll carry her, though, if I need to. She’s marrying me. There’s no way that’s not happening.

I lean over her placing a kiss on her neck, my gaze slowly raising to look into the mirror. I’m surprised to see her staring at me.

“I love you, Chains,” she says, her voice soft, but full of emotion.

“I love you. No second thoughts, no teasing. You and I are forever, Kayden, nothing is changing that.”

“I wasn’t having second thoughts,” she says, as I pull back, putting my somehow-still-semi-hard cock back in my pants. “I just wanted your cock,” she says with a smile, pulling her dress down over her hips—just as the damn door opens.

“I can’t believe you crashed a party. Jansen is going to kill me,” a woman with long red hair says to an older woman as they walk inside.

“Oh, he will not. Besides, there are only two places open this late at night, honey. Strip bars, or a woman’s legs. I’m hungry and I don’t swing in one of those directions,” the older woman says, and a startled laugh comes out of Kayden, even while she’s doing her best to straighten her dress.

“I really should have gotten Petal to come back to Kentucky with me. I knew this was going to be a mistake,” the redhead says.

“Oh my. Kentucky sure has some nice eye candy in their restrooms. Hello there, tall, dark and make my toes curl,” the older woman says and Kayden does laugh then, curling into my body and her hand going down to zip up my pants.