Page 103 of Savage Lovers


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“Then settle for trusting me.”

“I do. I always did.”

He kisses my hair. “Are we good, sweetheart?”

“We will be, if you keep your word.”

“Excuse me?”

“You promised me a fucking after.”

“Ah, so I did. But I don’t suppose you’ll be keen to lie on your back for a while.”

“Perhaps not quite yet.”

“On your hands and knees, then.”

It takes me a little while to coordinate my limbs, but I manage to find the right position. I look back at him over my shoulder, my abused arse throbbing. “Am I bleeding?” I’m convinced I must be.

“Fuck, no.” He lays his palms over my punished buttocks. “What sort of a brute do you think I am? I’d offer you some pain relief, but that rather defeats the object.”

“You could find another way to take my mind off it a bit.”

He rocks his hips, and without further fanfare, buries his cock deep in my channel. “How’s this for a distraction?”

I sigh, squeeze around him. “Perfect.”

He draws back, then drives forward to fill me again. My pussy is full, deliciously stretched. His hips slap against my arse, reigniting the pain but in a purely wondrous way.

“Oh God, that feels good.”

He alters the angle slightly so as to find my inner sweet spot. He slows his strokes, fucking me so thoroughly that I could actually purr. His cock is inside me, his fingers working my clit. Arousal surges. Lust curls and blossoms. My climax simmers, then soars.

He continues the leisurely fucking, teasing another orgasm from me, then, amazingly, a third. Pain and pleasure make for a heady cocktail, and I savour every last drop of it.

My body recovers, the pleasure ebbs. My senses return. He’s still inside me, hasn’t come yet.

With gentle fingers, he parts my buttocks to find my rear hole. One long finger is inserted, slowly, rotated inside me, then withdrawn.

“Again?” he whispers into my ear.

“Yes,” I groan. “Again.”

He repeats the action, finger-fucking me with infinite tenderness, as though he could wipe out the residual memory of the caning. Perhaps he can.

I gasp when he inserts a second digit, then a third.

He leans in close again. “I think you’re ready for my cock now.”

“We’ve never…”

“Not yet,” he agrees. “Say ‘no’ if you don’t want this.”

“I… I do want it.”I think…

“Are you sure?”

I wasn’t, but my certainty is growing by the second. “Yes, I’m pretty sure.”

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