Page 101 of Bad Catch


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Savannah’s clit swells as I roll my tongue over it and pull it between my teeth, sucking and flicking.

Refusing to use my hands, I keep my ministrations rough and demanding as I coax the little bundle of nerves closer to the edge. The need to have Savannah come from only my tongue makes my dick harder, eager to plunge inside her tight pussy.

“Yes,” Savannah hisses as she grabs hold of my hair. “So close.”

I work her harder, smashing my face into her cunt as I fuck her with my tongue. Her standing leg shakes as she grips my hair in one hand for balance and digs her nails into my shoulder with the other.

My cock weeps at the pain and pleasure of it all, demanding to have its turn.

“Fuck my face,gattina. Harder. Suffocate me with your delicious pussy,” I growl as I lap at her clit.

Hips gyrating, she slides her pussy up and down my face, fucking it just like I demanded. Savannah bears down, and her body locks tight as her orgasm crashes through her. She comes, clawing at my skin and screaming my name.

Taking my time, I lick her through her release, relishing in the little whimpers she makes as her pussy flutters. I nip at her inner thigh first, then slide it off my shoulder.

“Your pussy tastes delicious. Like amber honey and grapefruit. My heaven.”

Savannah chuckles and takes a shaky breath as she releases my hair from her grasp. “Really? That good, huh?”

“Hell yes. I could eat your pussy for the rest of my days on earth, and it’d be like living in heaven. Kiss me and taste how sweet you are.” As I stand, I lave kisses up the line of her torso, stopping at her breasts to pay extra attention to them, before crashing my mouth into hers and shoving my tongue into her mouth, hungrily exploring every inch as I give her a taste of her own sweet cum.

“Nico,” Savannah whimpers, tilting her head to the side, baring the smooth expanse of her neck for me to suck.

“Yeah, baby?” I slide my hands down her sides, and over her ass, reveling in the exquisiteness of her curves.

“The windows. People can see us.”

“One way. You can look out, but no one can look in,” I assure her, taking her nipples between the pads of my fingers, and pinching the delicate flesh. Savannah cries out, arching her back into my chest and her wet pussy into my dick. I grip her throat, forcing her gaze to mine. “I’d never let anyone see you. You’re mine, Savannah.”

“Then take me, Nico. Show me whom I belong to.” With a wild gleam in her eye, Savannah wraps her small hand around my dick and strokes it hard, rolling a thumb over the top metal ball of my piercing. A zip of energy shoots through my shaft and settles in my balls, making them jolt, as a hunger I’ve never experienced boils in my veins.

“Fuck.” I take her mouth in a vicious kiss. The beat of her heart flutters beneath the pad of my thumb.

Savannah matches the pressure I have on her throat to my cock.

“What are you waiting for, baseball boy? Fuck me.”

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Savannah

Iwhisperagainsthislips, spurring him on.

The wanton, needy woman speaking is unrecognizable and yet comes from a place deep inside me that’s never felt safe enough to reveal herself until now. Until this man came barreling into my life.

Nico growls, an animalistic sound that makes his broad chest vibrate beneath my palms and my clit pulse. The hand around my neck spasms, and his icy-gray eyes burn bright. Their heat licks my skin, my pussy throbs with need, and the fire between my legs reaches its boiling point.

“You push too far,gattina.”

“Do I really?” Knee bent, I lift it to his hip, opening myself to him. His cock is velvety smooth steel in my hand as I tug it forward and notch the tip at my entrance. The cool metal balls of his apadravya piercing make my pussy flutter.

“Savannah,” he warns as his thick shaft jerks in my palm. “Condom.”

I nip his jaw. “I’m clean and on birth control.”

He licks his lips and glances down at where his cock meets my pussy. “I’ve never…”

“Me neither.” I’m not reckless. It’s not who I am. I’m a planner. An overthinker. Cautious to a fault. But this man makes me impulsive. He encourages me to feel, not to think. He asked me to let go. Well, here I am, unfiltered and driven by my desire for him. “Decide now. Because I want to feel you inside me, nothing between us.”