Page 46 of Risking it All

“Owe me what?”

“Stand up here and let me show you.”

“I’m not standing on your bed, Sawyer.”

“What did I tell you to do, mama?”

“This is crazy,” she said, rolling her eyes playfully as she shifted to stand up.

“Uh-uh, right in front of me. Put your feet by my sides,” I instructed, pulling her hand to guide her.

I swept her robe back, snaking my hands up the back of her thighs to pull her plump pussy into my face. Her parted thighs gave me full access to her as I slid my tongue into her sweet, slippery space. Freshly washed wet pussy was my favorite meal. She moaned as I sank my fingers in her ass, slithering my tongue further into her. When she held onto the back of my head and started to grind her hips against my mouth, I almost lost my composure.

As I devoured her, her syrupy juices saturated my beard, making me ravenous for more. I didn’t want it in my mouth, though. I wanted her on my dick. I shifted my hands, grabbing her hips and pulling her down to her knees.

“Sit on this dick, mama.”

“I don’t know about that, Saw. I’ve never done that,” she said, lowering herself until she was sitting on my thighs. When she leaned over to move off my lap, I held onto her hips.

“I know, baby. I got you. Just slide down on it and do what you feel. If it’s too much, pull back.”

She nodded. “OK.”

I grabbed my dick, helping to guide it into her as she sank down on me with her eyes closed. Her lips parted and her brows knitted closer as her wet pussy cloaked me. The more of me she took, the better it felt. I wanted to close my eyes to revel in the feeling, but I loved looking at her face so much that I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

“Woo.” Her eyes popped open, and she braced her hands on my chest to keep herself steady.

“That’s it, mama. You good?”

“Yes, I just feel so full. I don’t know, Saw.”

“Come here,” I said, cupping her chin in one hand and pulling her lips to mine.

She parted her lips, allowing my tongue to explore her mouth. As we kissed, my hands clamped down on her ass as I dragged her up my dick a few inches and eased her back down to see how she would take it. After a few times, she followed my lead and started to ride me slowly. Her head fell back between her shoulders as she picked up her pace.

My baby seemed to be taking it well, but I was a damn mess as her hot pussy vacuum sealed around my dick. She might not have been a professional dick rider, but her pussy was so good and tight that it didn’t even matter. I leaned forward, taking one of her titties in my hand as I covered her nipple with my mouth. I swirled my tongue on her nipple feeling her pussy get even wetter before I moved over to pay the same attention to the other one.

“Shit, Sawyer,” she hissed, grabbing the back of my head and drawing me further into her chest.

I sucked her nipple into my mouth and wrapped my arms around her back, slowly bouncing her on my dick. I pulled back to catch my breath, and she threw her arms around my neck and pressed her chest into mine. My lap was soaked with her juices as her pussy contracted around my dick. I moved down enough so that I could fuck her back. The sound of her moans was music to my ears. She rested her head on my shoulder and picked up the pace, rolling her hips to match my tempo.

“Look at me,” I demanded, taking a fistful of her hair and pulling her head back until we were face-to-face. Her brows were knitted like she might cry. I felt the same for a number of reasons. The main one being her pussy milking me for everything I had. “A muthafucka will have to kill me before I let them take you away from me. You hear me?”

“Yes.” She nodded, eyes fluttering as I continued to drive into her.

“I promise I’m never letting anyone get to you again. Do you fucking hear me?”

“Yes, baby. I hear you.” Her mouth sagged and her eyes snapped closed before tears streamed down her cheeks. “Thank you. Thank you so much, Sawyer.”

I didn’t say anything else as we fucked each other until we both were drained. When I was sure she was finished cumming, I lifted her off me. Together, we stumbled back to the bathroom where we took a quick shower together and crashed back into bed. I was probably knocked out before my head hit the pillow. Still, in my heart, I knew I had to figure something out fast. My baby’s life depended on it. Maybe mine did too.

Z slept soundly as I rested on my back and stared up at the ceiling. After a two-hour nap, I was wide awake waiting for my guys to get back with me about the parking lot cameras. My phone vibrated against the nightstand, and I almost jumped out of bed to pick it up, hoping that Chris had an update for me.

Instead of Chris, it was Nicholas. He probably had heard about the incident. Since Z was knocked out, I eased out of bed before finally swiping the screen and preparing myself to answer a million questions.

“Yeah?”

“Saw, where the fuck are you right now?” he barked.