Page 16 of Changing Her Tune


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She wrapped her arms around my waist, squeezing it tightly. Her body molded against mine as she kissed the underside of my chin. “Me, too. I can’t stop picturing what we’re going to look like as a family. I didn’t think loving somebody as much as I do you was possible.”

My heart stuttered. I’ve been thinking it, of course, but I never thought I’d hear her say the words out loud, confirming what I was feeling. I grinned at her. “You love me, huh?”

She nodded, biting her lip shyly. “Yes, I do … Sir.”

I swallowed a groan as my fingers traced her jaw and cupped her chin. Tilting her head back, I leaned in and kissed her savagely. “I love you, too, Sweetness. Let’s get all this bought and make the delivery arrangements. We’re heading home. I’m gonna taste you in the car.”

She laughed and looked at me with bright eyes. “Not if I taste you first.” She gripped the cart handle and took off with laughter pealing after her.

“Hey! That’s cheating.” I grinned as I took off after her, catching up easily. I wrapped my hands around her and her belly, holding her tightly against me and grinding my hardened cock into her ass. “You drive me insane, woman. My mind blanks with lust when I’m around you.”

She laughed and leaned back against me, wiggling her ass slowly. “Good because I feel the same.”

The store clerk was watching us. I couldn’t tell if she was appalled by our behavior or jealous. But I couldn’t risk her going to the paparazzi and spilling about how we were acting like horny teenagers in the middle of her store, so I popped a kiss on Skye’s head and guided her to the cash register.

“I believe you have my account details. I’ll leave this here, and I would like it delivered. My personal assistant, Ferris, should’ve given you my address.”

The clerk nodded. “Absolutely, Mr. Savage. I’ll make sure everything’s there by this afternoon.”

I smiled and thanked her before taking Skye’s hand and guiding her to the door. We made our way out, and sure enough, the paparazzi were waiting on the curb, trying to get a picture of us. I hurried Skye into the SUV, and once inside, we nestled on the backseat together. Tank, my driver, took off, quickly losing our tail as I snuggled Skye against me.

It wasn’t lost on me how perfect her shape was against mine. We were made for each other. Her fingers lazily traced symbols on my thigh. Each brush sent an electric jolt to my cock. I was already sporting a hard-on that was damn near painful because the sight of her was enough to make my desire unbearable.

“So, I believe we made some promises in the store.”

“That we did,” I said with a smile. “And I intend to keep mine.”

She nodded. “So do I, but I believe there was a challenge as well.”

I grinned, lifting my eyebrows. “I’m always up for a challenge, but you should know I like to win.”

She chuckled, patting my thigh. “I know, and so do I. Unfortunately for you, I know your weakness.”

If it was possible, my eyebrows lifted even higher in curiosity. “Is that so?”

She bit her bottom lip, and another jolt went right through me. Then, as if she knew what was happening inside my jeans, she stroked her hand along the bulge. “Me,” she said simply.

I was about to answer when the telltale clicking of my zipper echoed through the SUV, and the button popped. My eyes immediately flashed to Tank. There was no privacy screen between us. All he had to do was look in his rear-view mirror to know what was happening.

Yet there wasn’t an ounce of bashfulness inside me as she slid her hand between the fabrics and gripped my hard length, teasing the wet patch of my boxer briefs.

“Yum,” she said softly, keeping her voice low. Her eyes flipped to Tank before she slid off the bench seat onto her knees. Tantalizingly slow, she peeled the fabric down, letting my erection spring free. And I swear to God, she licked her lips like she was staring down at an ice cream cone rapidly melting. When her gaze met mine, I could tell she intended to devour every inch as quickly as possible.

Without another thought for Tank, her mouth descended on my length, and she didn’t stop until I bottomed out in her throat. I expected a gag or something, but she held herself there, staring at me with a smirk.

“Holy fuck,” I breathed out. “No gag reflex?”

She shook her head.

I groaned, grabbing the back of her head and rocking my hips harder into her to test the waters, but there was nothing. Only a gush of saliva as I filled her, and her mouth responded greedily.

“Jesus Christ, Sweetness. You’re a goddess.” My fingers clamped around her hair, holding it tightly as my eyes flipped to Tank’s rear-view mirror one more time. As much as I wanted to watch her, I needed to watch him. The idea of being watched aroused me, but the caveman in me would bash his fucking face in if he saw what my sweetness could do with her mouth.

Without wasting any more time, I bucked against her again, burying her nose in my pubes. Her tongue furiously lashed the underside of my cock.

“Suck it,” I commanded, feeling her breathe in the air and constrict around me. With that tightness and pressure, I pulled her head back and began fucking her face in earnest.

Thank fuck Tank was a professional because there was no lack of sounds as she gobbled my cock, softly moaning around my girth. The telltale signs of wet slapping echoed around us, and try as I might to bite back my groans, it was damn near impossible. Her mouth felt as good as her tight little pussy, and I couldn’t wait to coat the back of her throat with my cum.

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