Page 93 of The Savage


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“Yes …” he moans.

“Will you always ask for me? Your favorite baby girl?”

“God, yes.”

I nuzzle against his ear, inhaling the richness of his skin and the animal scent of his hair.

“It feels like you have a big cock, Daddy …”

“It’s throbbing …”

“It must be so tight in those pants … you want me to let it out for you?”

“Please, baby …”

I slide off his lap, getting down on my knees once more. Slowly, prong by prong, I unzip his jeans. I slip my hand inside his boxer shorts, gripping the burning thickness of his cock, setting it free.

It stands straight up in his lap, dusky and monstrous in the dim light. I can almost see it pulsing, the skin stretched painfully tight.

Light as a feather, I float my fingertips across the head, wrenching a groan from deep in his chest.

“Ty menya prosto ubivayesh …” You’re going to fucking kill me …

Adrik never speaks Russian to me. The harshness of his voice, and the fact that I can understand him, gives me a deep sexual thrill. It’s the essential Adrik, raw and real. The gangster. The Bratva. The man who wants to take me to the darkest of places …

“You’re working too hard, Daddy …” I say softly. “You’re under too much stress. Do you need your baby girl to take care of you?”

“Da, pozhaluysta …”he murmurs.Yes, please …His head is tilted back, his eyes half-closed. With absolute abandon he pushes the rest of his cash at me.

I don’t give a fuck that I just won the bet. I don’t care about the money anymore … I want that cock in my mouth.

If I really were a stripper, I’d want the same thing. I wouldn’t be able to grind against this body, to feel that massive cock throbbing under me, without wanting to play with it. I’d feel the same heat flushing through me. The same watering in my mouth. I’d risk anything to take him to a back room where no one could interrupt us …

Gently, I close my mouth around the head of his cock. His skin is velvet against my tongue, a texture I can taste as well as feel. It’s cream and salt and sweetness all at once. I suck the head, fluttering my tongue against the underside, soaking it in my mouth.

Adrik makes a noise that vibrates in his chest.

I lift my head.

“More, Daddy?”

“Ahhhhh …”he moans.

Taking that as a yes, I close my mouth over the head again. My tongue is slippery, it glides over the silky skin. I bob my head up and down, soaking his cock.

I pretend he’s my favorite client and I’m pleasing him so he’ll come back again and again. I pretend I have a crush on him, that I’m hoping someday he’ll take me on a real date …

Fantasy and reality swirl inside my head. I’m not sure who I am or who he is. We can be anything and everything to each other. In the darkness of the room, in the sensual teasing of the music, all I know is that my pussy is on fire, aching, dying to be touched …

I reach down and touch myself while I suck his cock. My pussy slides against the flat of my fingers. I moan around his cock.

“Are you touching yourself?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Come up here and feed it to me.”

I straddle his lap once more, hovering over his cock. I touch his tongue, letting him taste my wetness. He closes his lips around my fingers, sucking gently.

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