11
AIDAN
THE DRUGS DON’T WORK - THE VERVE
THREE NIGHTS LATER
"What?"I snarled.
"What’s with the road rage, dude?"
I gritted my teeth as Savannah started riding me, her nails digging into my chest as she ground that sweet, sweet,sweetfucking pussy into me, doing shit that a magician couldn’t do for my cock.
"I answered the phone because you somehow set my ringtone to ‘Crazy Frog’ and now was not the fucking time for that soundtrack, Conor."
"Jesus, are you having sex?"
"You’re the one who didn’t take a hint after the sixth time I cut the goddamn call!"
He made a gagging sound. "Ring me when you’re finished."
"I’m going to kill him," I rasped, reaching up to grab her tits.
With one hand, I shaped the globe, and with the other, I tweaked the nipple.
Pinching it, I watched her wriggle closer so that I could take it into my mouth. I bit down until I elicited a moan from her and her pussy was clutching at my cock even more than before.
Bound with silk, knotted above the bandages I was making her wear, her wrists were tethered to the headboard again via the zip tie I’d looped around the silk bindings—no more cuffs for my wife. She couldn’t be trusted with them.
Sucking her nipple, I dragged her deeper into me by wrapping my arms around her and used pressure to make her ride me slower so that every cosseting inch of her cunt enveloped my shaft.
Moving a hand, I grabbed one of her ass cheeks and swiped my fingers along her slit from behind.
We’d made a fucking mess together, and I was here for that.
"Such a good fucking girl for me, Savannah."
Her moan lit me up inside and out.
"Only in bed, of course," I drawled, choking off a laugh when she clamped down on my dick.
I reached up and toyed with the necktie we were using as a gag. It was drenched with saliva, and while she could still make sounds and mumble words, it kept her quiet for the most part.
"This pussy," I rumbled, swiping my slick fingers over her upper lip. "Can you smell it? Can you smell us?"
The room stank of us, and I fucking loved that too.
She groaned, "Yethhhh."
"So fucking wet for me, little one. Only me." I reached for my knife on the nightstand and sliced through the zip tie that tethered her to the headboard. "Straighten back up, baby. I wanna see those tits jiggle some more."
She squirmed into sitting up and I grabbed her ass cheeks to help steady her.
Her torso was flushed with heat and arousal, and even though her face was just as sweaty, her forehead dotted with perspiration, hair sticking to her, she’d never looked more beautiful than she did right now.
"You feeling better, baby," I taunted her as I started to finger her clit.
Another bob of her head.