Page 47 of Savage Lovers


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“Fuck, yes. But not just yet. For one thing, your arse must be sore.”

“A little, perhaps. But—”

“It’s late.” I kiss her by way of a distraction and immediately realise that was a mistake. Neither of us is in any way distracted, but I have an early start tomorrow. I consider throwing caution to the wind and rolling her under me again, but one of us needs to keep a level head. “Get some sleep now.”

“Will you stay?” she whispers.

“Yes,” I reply. “And I’ll make breakfast in the morning.”

Jenna

“Wake up. Jenna, I made you coffee.”

The pungent aroma of fresh coffee teases my nostrils. I wrinkle my nose, inhale, then roll over to bury my face in the pillow.

A not-so-gentle tap on my bum startles me into wakefulness. I shift onto my back, protesting.

“What the…? It’s the middle of the night.”

“Hardly. It’s six o’clock. Here. Drink this.”

I prise my eyelids apart. The voice assaulting me at this ungodly hour is familiar, someone I know and want to see. Someone…special.

“Tony,” I mumble as my recollections crystallise. I look up and can’t help smiling. He’s so beautiful framed in the faint light of dawn, and so deliciously male. He’s already fully dressed, showered and shaved, and ready to face the day. “What are you doing up so soon?”

“I told you I had an early start but I didn’t want to disappear without saying good morning.”

“You could have left a note,” I point out, yawning.

“I always think a note is no substitute for coffee and an early morning fuck.”

Now I do sit up and take notice. “You want to…?”

“I already told you, I’m an optimist,” he replies. “Can I interest you in another tumble across the mattress? Just to set me up for the day?”

I smile. “I think maybe I could be persuaded.”

He draws back the duvet. I’m naked underneath.

“Spread your legs for me, sweetheart.”

Naturally, I do as I’m told. Apart from anything else, I have hours to spare before I need to even think about getting out of bed.

I expect his cock, which I can see is straining against the zipper on his trousers, but he has something else in mind. His tongue and lips are soft against my sensitive flesh, teasing and cajoling, sending my overworked senses whirling once more. My core flutters; my release hovers like a butterfly before exploding into life. I gasp, catch my breath just to lose it again, then forget to breathe entirely. My pussy clenches, and my soul soars.

It was never like this before. I never so much as imagined…

I descend back to earth just as he slides his cock into me. I sigh. I was never so contented, so replete. So utterly and completely satisfied. Tony Haigh is turning out to be very, very good for me.

It’s over too soon, despite the fact that I came twice more. I can never get enough of this man.

He tidies his clothing then drops a warm kiss on my lips. “You never finished your coffee. I’ll pour you another before I leave.”

“Do you have to go?”

“I’m afraid so. Meetings to attend, stuff that needs sorting out.”

“When will you be back?” I ask, hoping that I don’t sound any needier than I have to.

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