Page 61 of Pretty Savages


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"Something funny, kitty cat?" he asks, grabbing the back of my hair and tugging it back.

I smirk up at him. "No. I see you'recomfortableagain."

"Indeed, I am. Now, how do you feel about breathing?" he asks playfully.

"I can live without it," I respond, instantly taking him into my mouth.

Zayn groans, his grip on my hair easing slightly. I take him deeper into my mouth, my hand grabbing the base of his cock for stability.

I move my head along his shaft, drawing him in and out as my tongue slides up the underside of his length. I purposely suck hard when I reach his head, letting him fall out of my mouth with a pop.

"You better behave, or I might just rip your shorts down and fuck that tight, little pussy of yours," he threatens.

I raise an eyebrow, my hand sliding up and down his length. "Oh, really? Your brother already did that. What makes you think you can do it better?"

Zayn's eyes flare at my challenge and I quickly take him in my mouth again, swallowing him whole until I can't breathe anymore. He grabs my hair tighter, pulling me back off his cock.

"Are you trying to challenge me?" he asks.

I shrug. "Not sure you'd be able to rise to the occasion, but take it how you will."

He pulls me up by his grip on my hair, slamming his mouth onto mine. Before I can kiss him back, I'm spun around, and bent over the chaise.

Zayn rips my shorts and underwear down my legs, kicking open my legs with his foot.

"You want me to fuck you better than Asher? Oh, sis… you don't know what you've asked for."

He slams forward into my body, my hands lurching forward as I try to steady myself. I cry out, adjusting to his huge length. His hands grab my hips and pull back, our skin slapping against each other.

Zayn digs his fingers in tight, pulling back my body as he impales me on his cock, hard. I try to hold onto the chaise as best as possible, but his speed and force makes it impossible, my body jolting forward with each thrust.

He reaches around me, grabbing my breast and pinching my nipple through my shirt. His unforgiving pace doesn't let up, not even for a second as he slams into me.

Suddenly, his hand wraps against my throat as he pulls me up, my back hitting his chest. He swings us around, his cock still buried deep, and sits down on the edge of the chaise. I'm positioned on his lap, his hand still clinging to my now red throat as he rolls his hips up into mine.

"Spread your legs," he commands, and I oblige, setting my legs on either side of his. "Now, ride my cock, pretty girl."

I moan at the use of his pet name, pushing myself up onto the balls of my feet as I lift myself up and down his length. He holds onto my throat, his free hand finding my clit and teasing it.

"Just imagine if Asher was right in front of you, right now," he whispers into my ear, his finger pressing down firmer on my clit. "Watching me take you."

I bounce up higher, this time slamming myself down harder on his cock, making him groan. I repeat it, over and over, my hips rocking forward between thrusts to press into his hand. I'm so close to coming, but he's holding me back deliberately, his fingers changing speed whenever I get more frantic, chasing the release.

"I want to come," I beg, pushing into him.

"Do you?" he asks, his hand flattening over my clit.

I nod, leaning my head back against his chest. "Please."

Zayn tilts my head to look at him, capturing my mouth in a kiss. "Then get on your knees."

He lifts me off his cock, and releases me, waiting for me to follow his instructions. I'm desperate to come, not able to be teased again so I do. I settle onto the dusty floor, looking up at him. Zayn grabs the base of his cock, and holds it in front of my face.

"Taste yourself properly this time. Then, I'll give you what you want. We give and take here, those are the rules."

I lean forward, my lips sliding over his head as I lower my mouth further down. Zayn watches me through heated eyes, pleased.

I only manage three trips down his length before I'm pulled up off the ground, and laid down on the chaise on my back. Zayn leans over me, his hand next to my head as he grips his cock and slides it into me. I gasp, moaning as the pleasure instantly returns.

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