Savage Beast (Savage People 2)

“I see your lips moving, but all I can hear is ‘fuck my mouth, Cole’. Is that what you said?”

“No.” She sank her ass on my inner thigh, and I barely felt the weight of her tiny body on my leg. “I said you’re an idiot,” she rasped, linking her arms around my neck and staring at me through heavy-lidded eyes. Goddamn, she was beautiful. With her green eyes and black hair, she looked like a younger Carmen Electra. I just wanted her to sit on my face until I suffocated. That would’ve been the sweetest death.

“Now what?” she asked me. I dropped my gaze to my groin.

“Unbuckle me,” I said. And she did. And she liked it, by the huge-ass grin on her face. She released my briefs from my slacks, leaving my raging hard-on covered only by the thin cotton of my black underwear.

“Your cock looks angry,” she murmured, staring at my erection like it was an engagement ring from Tiffany’s. Yeah, she fucking loved the view.

“Butterfly, have you ever sucked a twelve inch cock?”

She lifted one eyebrow and grinned. “You’re fucking with me,” she mumbled, excited.

“I will be in just a second. But first things first. Answer me. Have you ever sucked on a twelve inch cock?”

“No,” she said. “No, I haven’t.”

“Hold it.” I released my dick from my boxer briefs, and her eyes bulged in horror when she saw it. I guess it was psychologically easier to take me when we fucked without realizing how it looked like a fucking industrial pipe. This was just a fact. She gripped it in her tiny hand and could barely even wrap her fingers around it all the way. Then she gasped.

“I can’t believe it was inside my body.”

My cock twitched in appreciation to her compliment. “Believe it, baby. Now, a few pointers: you want to lick it good and wet it before you try to take some of it in. You can use both hands for what you can’t get into your mouth for pumping, and I’d really love it if you’d massage my balls in circles and murmur my name as you suck me. Any other questions?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she replied easily. “Are you always this delusional, or do you normally take your meds? I’m not taking this thing in my mouth.”

“Don’t make me threaten you with forty orgasms in one day. I’d hate to do it to you, but if that’s what it comes down to, I will.”

She stared at my cock again, and it stared right back at her. Goddammit, I hoped Graham wasn’t counting on me doing any real work in this place because all I was planning to do was fuck this girl to oblivion. Timidly, she slid off my thigh and placed herself between my knees. That itself made me want to explode and come all over her face. But I didn’t. I was a good boy, and I jerked off before I got there. Twice, this time.

She smiled shyly before placing her hot tongue on the base of my cock, dragging it up and down before swirling it around like it was a lollipop. Then she grabbed my shaft and started working on my head, kissing it ravenously, devouring it with a tiny smile on her face and groaning as she did so. My balls were getting tighter, drawn together, begging to be emptied inside her pretty mouth, and I grabbed her raven hair and pulled her into me, shoving my dick all the way down her throat. It wasn’t the gentleman thing to do, but she didn’t protest. In fact, dirty little Jade, who wanted to go to an out-of-state college and feed herself bullshit ideas she never wanted to go through with, started chanting my name just like I’d asked her to.

“Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole,” she murmured, clasping my dick between her glossed up lips and sucking on it so hard I thought she was going to hoover it down her throat. “Fuck me, Cole. Make me come, Cole.”

Yeah. I was hoping she wasn’t counting on English Lit as her major. That girl’s mouth was as filthy as my thoughts about her.

“I’m going to come in your mouth, and what are you going to do about it?”

“Swallow,” she said, her body pressing against my leg as she continued sucking me off. She grinded herself on my leg like a cat in fucking heat and I loved it.

“No, baby. I don’t want you to swallow it. I want you to take it all in your mouth, keep it there, take your shirt off, and then lick your tits for me with my cum dripping all over your nipples. Do you think you can fulfill my fantasy, Butterfly?”

I came in her mouth and jerked her back and forth by holding her hair as I emptied on her tongue. Then I watched how she soundlessly took off her white tee, her lips sealed, and removed her lacey little white bra. When her tits were exposed, I noticed her nipples were as hard as my dick was moments ago. She opened her mouth slowly, and my white, juicy cum dripped from the corner of her mouth, before she darted her tongue out and pushed one of her tits up to her mouth, swirling her tongue around her nipples for me.

I was going to faint, then marry, then fuck this girl until the day I died. This was it. This was everything.

“Cole,” she moaned my name, her chin still dripping with my cum and her eyes heavy with lust. “Promise me this fucking arrangement will be over the minute I have enough money to move away and start fresh? Promise you’ll let me go and not make it hard for me when I finally go away to college and away from this goddamned place?”

That was the easiest promise I’d ever had to give anyone because I didn’t entertain myself with going through with it. Not even once. Jade was fucking mine.

“I promise, Butterfly,” I told her, smiling big and patting her on the head. “Now, go wipe up for me and continue working on the files I fucked up especially for you. I’ll need a few minutes before I take your ass.”

There’s this saying: fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice—have you seen the dick on this man? Seriously, it’s twelve inches, and not the grotesque, freak show kind of twelve inches. Smooth and gorgeous and porn-worthy in every single way.

After I sucked Cole’s cock like it was oxygen and I was underwater, I had to convince myself that everything was okay. That my plan was still intact. So as I fixed my hair in front of the mirror in the dirty, sticky bathroom of Hot N’ Bothered, I told myself that nothing had changed.

I was still working for Graham Savage to save up some money and move to the other side of the country.

I was just fucking Cole Savage in the process. It was nothing like what I had with Stefano, because the rules were clear. I wasn’t Cole’s girlfriend, and I wasn’t his date. I was his fuck-buddy. I wasn’t privy to his shady business, and I wouldn’t go to his place. We’d just fuck around here, in the club, when I had shifts. Honestly, I could think of worse ways to burn my time while I was “working”.