Page 80 of Saviour
“Mmm,” he hums and bends down to lift my black thong to his nose. He inhales deeply and my cheeks blush when he pulls away, licking his lips.
Dax reaches in, grabbing my arm and hauling me straight out of the water effortlessly. He hoists me up into his arms, his hands digging into my ass cheeks, and I wrap my legs around his waist tightly. I’m soaking his clothes right through, but he doesn’t care.
He pushes my bare back against a tree and holds me up with one hand, using his other to trace over my breasts, occasionally flicking my nipple and making me buck into him.
The bark of the tree grazes my back and I shift uncomfortably in Dax’s hold. He lowers me to the ground, laying me flat against the grass, and hovers over me, his tongue now replacing the tracks his finger took.
“Are you wet, Birdie?” he asks around my nipple and I arch my back into him. “Is that from me or because of what you saw back there, hmm?”
I pause underneath him and grab his jaw in my hand, lifting his head up.
“What? You think watching King have sex turned me on? You’re joking, right?”
Dax smiles a little and I ease my grip on his chin.
“Just had to check.” He winks and I push his shoulder when he laughs.
“You’ve never fucked me in the office, though,” I say slowly, as Dax’s finger starts to slip in between my folds.
“I haven’t. And you want to know why?”
I moan in response and gyrate my hips slowly to match his finger.
“You’re mine, Rori. And I’ll be damned if any other soul so much as catches a glimpse of you naked, let alone taking my cock.”
“Dax?” I whimper as his finger keeps working me.
“Yes, Birdie?”
“You’re literally finger fucking me in a public place.”
He pauses to look at me and when he sees the smile I’m trying to hide, he growls. Then he lifts his hand slightly and whips it back down, slapping my pussy.
I hiss and shuffle, not sure if it's because I didn’t like what he’d done or because I did.
“You think you’re so smart, don’t you?”
I laugh harder again and hook my arms around his neck, pulling him down towards me.
“I am. Now fuck me in this public place because I’m yours and if anyone does see, at least they’ll know who I belong to.”
Dax rolls his eyes but then pushes his lips onto mine and I move my hands lower, undoing the buttons on his trousers.
Pulling out his dick, I fist it into my hands and stroke the tip up and down my slit a few times, coating him in my wetness. Then lining him up with my entrance, he sinks in and doesn’t stop until our hips meet.
I moan loudly, letting him fuck me into the dirt, and Dax looks down at my completely naked body under his clothed one and grunts.
“Fuck, I’ve gotta see you, Birdie.”
He flips us over so I’m on top and when I sink back down on him, his eyes roll to the back of his head. He uses his hands to guide my hips and pistols into me from below.
I bounce on top of him wildly, my tits bouncing with every thrust, and I can feel Dax’s eyes rake over me sensually.
Reaching around my back, he tangles his hand into my plait and pulls it, extending my neck. I look up at the sky, the clouds passing gently, leaves whistling in the breeze, the occasional bird flying overhead. But I hear nothing but Dax’s panting underneath me.
I move my hand to my clit and stroke it to the same pace as Dax’s thrusts and hear him blow out a “fuck me”, under his breath.
I can feel my orgasm building and building, and I clench around Dax, knowing he feels it coming because he starts to thrust into me faster and harder.
