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“I’m driving,” I explain. I may not have much regard for the law, but neither do I fancy wrapping myself around a lamp post or running some kid down. “I’ll have whatever he’s having.” I jerk my thumb in Reggie’s direction.
Jenna pulls me a frothing pint of ale and slides it along the bar. She waves away the five-pound note I pass her.
“It’s on the house.” She leans over the bar and keeps her voice low. “You don’t have to drive this evening if you don’t want to.”
“That’s the best offer I’ve had all day. I have some calls to make, sadly, but I could come back later.”
She flushes and nods. “That would be nice.”
I makeshort work of my routine visits to the various Savage interests at this end of the city. A couple more pubs, a rather classy little bistro, a rather less classy pole dancing and strip club, and a cocaine processing factory masquerading as a twenty-four-hour off-licence. I find myself back at the Hope and Anchor just after one in the morning. If the place had been in total darkness I’d have driven off, but there’s one light on upstairs. In Jenna’s bedroom.
I call her on her mobile. “I’m outside.”
“I’ll come down and let you in.”
A couple of minutes later, the rear door cracks open. She’s wearing just a wrap and seems pleased to see me. “Come in.”
I enter and take her in my arms for a thorough kiss.
“I have coffee…” she murmurs when I let her up for air.
“Fuck the coffee.” I check the door is locked, then lift her in my arms and head for the stairs. I know my way.
I drop her onto her bed and she giggles. Her wrap gapes open to reveal one plump breast.
“Christ, you’re lovely,” I breathe, shedding my jacket and tie.
“So are you.” She scrambles onto her knees and reaches for my shirt.
I remain still while she unbuttons it, then she continues on to unfasten my trousers, too.
Her hands are small and delicate. Her determined fingers slide into my shorts to make a fist around my shaft. I’ve been hard since I first spotted that light in the window and all I want is to be inside her. Fast.
Jenna has other ideas, though. I would have shoved her back onto the mattress but she resists and instead lowers her head to take the crown of my cock in her mouth. Generally, I’m a man who likes to take the lead in bed, but I can be flexible, up to a point. I let her have her way for a few minutes, then I ease my thumb into her mouth to part her jaw slightly. I withdraw and twirl my finger in the air to indicate she needs to turn around.
She does as she’s told, then looks back at me over her shoulder as though seeking further instructions.
“Bend over. Face in the pillows, arse in the air.”
“Are you going to spank me?”
I quirk my lip. “Is that what you want.”
“I’ve never done it. I don’t know.”
I note that she’s not outright refusing. A good sign. I can oblige her, keep it light, for now. I place my palm between her shoulder blades and press her forward.
I lift the silky fabric draping her buttocks and crumple it in the small of her back. Her bottom is heart-shaped, curvy and luscious. Oh, yes, this girl was made for spanking. It would be rude not to.
I caress her smooth curves, cupping my hand against her flesh and squeezing. Gentle at first, then more firmly until she’s squirming under my touch.
“Spread your thighs, Jenna. As wide as you can.”
She obeys, and I slide my hands through her folds. She’s dripping wet and lets out a small cry when I plunge two fingers deep into her pussy. I scissor them inside her. She writhes and moans, her hips rolling as she seeks more friction. Her inner muscles contract around my fingers, and I sense it wouldn’t take long before she’s coming all over my hand.
With my spare hand, I reach around her and find her clit, already swollen and greedy. I pinch it while I continue to finger-fuck her and I’m right. Her orgasm explodes like a firecracker.
It’s quick and it’s hard. Her body quivers; she makes a sound deep in her throat that I’d never tire of hearing. Her fists curl around the pillowcase, and she rides out the storm of her release, finally flopping to the mattress, panting.
