Page 163 of Savage Throne
“I forgot who I was with.”
“Never forget that.”
“Take your cock out.”
I licked my lips. “You want to ride it?”
“You know I do.”
“I’m already pussy whipped.”
“And I’m clearly cock-whipped. So be it.” She reached for my waist.
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, she undid the remaining buttons and yanked my pants open.
I had to shift a little for my boxer briefs to come down enough to free my cock, but as soon as I did, she wrapped her warm hand around my length.
“Mmmm.” I inhaled sharply as she began to stroke me. “Goddamn it.”
She knew exactly what it would take to drive me to the edge without pushing me completely over. “You like when I touch your cock like this?”
“You see that ring on your fucking finger?”
Chuckling, she slipped her hand up to the mushroomed tip and squeezed. “This cock is mine now.”
“It was always yours, well before the ring.”
“But now it’s official.”
“Veryofficial.” I groaned and reached for her again, drawing her back against me so her breasts were pressed to my chest and her softness was molded against my hardness.
She gasped as my hands dove under the layers of the gown, searching for her panties.
When I found the sides, there was no battle just ripping of fabric.
She laughed. “I could have got up and took the panties off, Lei.”
“No.” I tore them away some more and slung them to the side. “I like the idea of you sitting in the stands tonight and watching me battle with no panties on.”
Worry hit her gaze. “Don’t think aboutthatwhen you’re fighting.”
“Thinking about your bare pussy out in the audience willguaranteemy win.”
She blinked. “I’m being serious.”
“I’m being serious too.”
I slipped my hands between her thighs forcing her to lift a little and then I was fondling that tender clit.
“Oh.”
My voice grew heavy with desire. “Why are you already so wet? Was it the ring that soaked your pussy?”
“I-it was everything.”
“Yeah?” I dove my fingers into that warm wetness and began finger fucking her.
“L-lei. . .” She rolled her hips in rhythm with my fingers’ insistent strokes.
