I step back and pull off my shirt. Her eyes narrow as she bites her lip, gaze locked on my chest.
“I’m only getting started,printsessa,” I murmur, my voice rough with promise.
I slide my hands beneath her bare hips and lift, setting her on the edge of the rough wooden table. Her dress shirt comes off in one smooth motion, the fabric whispering down to the floor like it never mattered. The sight of her steals the breath from my lungs, though I don’t let it show. She pulls something raw and reverent out of me all at once, leaving nothing but want. I press my body to hers, needing her skin against mine, needing her everywhere.
Her fingers reach my belt, steady and determined. I shove my pants down, freeing myself, hard and aching for her. Sage’s eyes widen as she looks at me, her breath catching when she realizes just how much of me there is.
17
SAGE
Luka looks down at me, his gaze sweeping over every inch of me, slow and possessive. A low growl rumbles from his chest, raw and approving. My nipples tighten in response, heat flooding through me as he wraps his hand around his cock and strokes, slow and deliberate. A small whimper escapes my lips, my body burning for him.
He spreads my thighs and fits himself between them, the heat of his body pressing into mine. His mouth claims me in a hungry kiss, lips and tongue moving with a rough, perfect rhythm. I melt against him, arms wrapping around his neck as I give in to the taste and the feeling of him everywhere.
He trails his mouth down my throat, his teeth grazing the steady beat of my pulse. His tongue follows, tracing a path to my breast before he takes my nipple between his lips, sucking hard enough to pull a gasp from me. My back arches, chasing his touch. He flicks his tongue over the peak, then rolls it between his fingers until I can barely breathe.
“I need more of you,” he murmurs against my skin, his lips still wrapped around my nipple.
He trails his mouth down my stomach, his tongue tracing a slow path to my navel. My eyes flutter shut as he presses soft, teasing kisses between my thighs before gripping them firmly and tilting my hips toward his mouth. When his tongue slides into my pussy, I lose the air in my lungs.
My fingers clutch at his strong back, nails sinking into firm muscle as he devours my pussy, his tongue working with slow, hungry precision. He alternates between deep strokes and soft, lingering licks that make my core tighten and tremble under his mouth.
His lips close around my clit, sucking hard as his tongue circles in slow, relentless spirals. A moan breaks from me, his name tumbling out as I chase the release building fast and hot inside me. Just as I’m about to come apart, his finger presses into my ass while his tongue plunges deep inside me. The sudden mix of pleasure sends a shockwave through my body, white heat bursting behind my eyes as I shatter around him for a second time.
“That’s it,” Luka growls, his voice rough as he licks every drop from me.
He pulls back and spreads my thighs wider, his gaze locking on mine, hazel eyes dark and burning with hunger. I wrap my hand around his thick cock, stroking slowly, feeling the tension coil through him as I slide my fingers up and down his shaft.
“Please Luka,” I groan, pulling him toward my pussy. “I need you inside me.”
Pushing the tip of his cock between my folds, he lunges balls deep, grunting as my pussy clenches around him.
“Sage,” he moans as he thrusts faster.
I hold onto his forearms as he plunges in and out of my pussy at a frenzied pace.
“Yessss…please,” I whimper.
He lowers his head, capturing my breast between his lips while his hips keep driving into me, each thrust deep and demanding. A moan escapes me as his fingers dig into my hips. In one swift motion, he pulls his cock out and flips me onto my stomach. His hand presses between my shoulder blades, holding me in place, and then his finger slips into my ass. The sudden pressure steals my breath, a gasp breaking free before I can stop it.
“You like that,printsessa?” he murmurs, pulling his finger out before giving my ass a sharp smack that leaves a teasing sting and a rush of heat in its wake.
“Y-yes, please…fuck me,” I groan.
Without warning, he slides one finger into my ass, then another, stretching me until I’m gasping. His movements grow rougher, each thrust driving deeper.
“Oh God,” I whimper, pushing back against his hand, desperate for every pulse of pleasure he gives me.
With a deep thrust, he drives into me, hard enough to pull a cry from my throat and bring tears to my eyes. The stretch is overwhelming, raw, and perfect, and all I can think about is how much I need him, how much I want him to take every part of me until nothing else exists.
“Yes! Fuck me!” I cry out as he pounds into me, every thrust rough and consuming.
Luka’s hand slides around my front, fingers finding my clit and twisting just right. The mix of pain and pleasure slams throughme, pulling me to the edge until it feels like I’m about to dive straight off a cliff with no way back. My back bows, and my pussy tightens around him, stars bursting behind my eyes.
“Come for me,” he growls, the command rough and final.
We fall apart together, his release spilling deep inside me as he thrusts through the last waves of it, then collapses against my back, braced on one arm, his breath hot against my neck.
