Page 21 of The Savage


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I slip one finger inside of her. Sabrina groans, her eyes locked on the girl. The blonde presses her palms against the glass, running her tongue through the condensation in one long lick.

With my arm around Sabrina’s shoulders, my right hand hangs above her breast. I let my fingertips brush against the material of her dress. Sabrina’s nipple stiffens, her chest rising and falling as if she’s running.

I trace the outline of her nipple with my middle finger, watching as it stands upright in a hard point, straining against the tight black dress. Sabrina breathes faster and faster, almost panting.

I caress her breast, pulling and squeezing on her nipple through the dress. Sabrina arches her back, moaning softly.

The blonde dances directly against the glass, swaying her hips, watching us. She runs her hands over her breasts, lifting and dropping them, pinching her nipples in imitation of what I’m doing to Sabrina.

Sabrina can’t tear her eyes off the girl. She darts a few quick looks in my direction, cheeks burning, embarrassed that I’m seeing her in this state. She can’t hide her arousal, she knows I can see it. She knows how vulnerable it makes her.

Sure enough, she doesn’t even flinch as I yank down the front of her dress, exposing her breasts to the blonde. All she can do is let out a sigh of longing, fingers digging into my thigh.

I feel like I just uncovered a golden idol. I’m blinded by brightness.

Sabrina’s breasts are fucking spectacular. She’s all-natural, brown as the other girl is pale, her nipples dark as chocolate. I want to attack her like a wild animal, I want to lick and suck on every part of her. But I restrain myself, running my fingertips over her nipples light and teasing, flicking them into hard points without giving her the relief she craves.

Sabrina writhes against the plush seat of the booth, biting her lip, looking back and forth from me to the blonde.

“You want to fuck her?” I whisper in her ear, pushing two fingers inside of her.

“Ughhh,”Sabrina moans, her eyes rolling back.

“Answer me.”

“Maybe,” she hisses, stubborn as ever.

“Take her home, then.”

Sabrina lifts her chin, giving me a haughty look.

“If I take that girl home, it’s to fuck her the way I want, not to put on a show for you.”

I pinch Sabrina’s nipple hard, making her gasp.

“One thing you need to learn about me … I make everything better. If you want to fuck that girl and you bring me along, you’re gonna have the best night of your life.”

I slide my thumb across her clit, up and down, with just the right pressure to bring her up to the edge, to make her clamp her thighs around my hand and press desperately against me.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps. She’s dying for more.

Still Sabrina hesitates, glancing between me and the blonde. I know she wants that girl, and I know she wants me too. But she’s torn.

“You’ve never had a threesome?” I ask her.

Sabrina narrows her eyes at me, annoyed that I guessed right.

“I never wanted to.”

“You like women?”

“Yes.”

“And you like men?”

“Occasionally.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

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