Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter 21

Chapter Twenty-One: In bed thinking about you

“You asked for a hint of where I am.” Tillie said, her voice was flat and I couldn’t help but smile at her sass.

“Sweets, that wasn’t what I meant.”

“I know it wasn’t. But if I give you a hint, I’m pretty sure that Ryan will spank me.” Tillie said and I laughed.

“Punishments can be fun.” i bite my lower lip. “You can do better than that, can’t you sweets?”

“I mean they can be… fun,” Tillie said after a long pause and I could tell that she was thinking about what had happened last night. “I liked it when you were being punished.”

Well fuck, if I thought I was hard before, it was nothing compared to now. I was so hard it was painful and all I could think about was being punished for Tillie’s pleasure. “You did? Mmm, sweet girl, tell me what you liked about it.”

“1, um. It was really hot when Jason handcuffed you to the bed and um, daddy… Ryan fucked your mouth.”

“Did it make you wet, watching daddy thrust his cock into my mouth?” I asked, moving my hand down my body until I reached the waistband of my shorts.

“Yes.” She said, her voice breathy.

undoing the tied drawstring of my shorts. “I’m hard just thinking

phone between my ear and shoulder as I lifted my hips

but I let out a low

of arousal. It wasn’t dimmed by the distance between us. “Oh goddess, I love this feeling with you, sweetheart. Tell me how wet my

whispered and I could hear the rustling of

bed, I lowered my hand to my hard dick. Circling my fingers around my cock and working my fist up and down with rough strokes that made my

bet you feel so good right now, sweets.” I closed my eyes,

“Okay.” She whispered.

you,

started to create a picture in my mind. My mate’s sexy body beside mine, her luscious curves pressed against me as the heat of her skin

my nails?” I asked, thinking about how those smooth, creamy thighs felt

when you touch me. It feels so

hand is moving closer to your pussy and fuck, you’re so wet that you are shaking for me.” I growled, “Can you feel my fingers, sweets? How they’re moving through

“God, Travis. Don’t stop.”

“I move my fingers against your entrance, watching the way you buck up into my touch. Trying to get me to speed up because you want me inside of you. Because you are my greedy, dirty girl. My pussy

911

Twenty-One: In bed thinking about

almost my undoing. I won’t come

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