“That’s a good fucking girl, you know how to suck my cock just the way I like, don’t you, baby.” I praise, pulling her hair away from her face so I could look into those captivating eyes.
“Yes Daddy,” she moans, flicking her tongue over the barbell of my piercing. Well shit, I wasn’t expecting that. I close my eyes and bite down on my lip hard, my head swims with unbridled want.
Jesus fucking Christ this girl is going to be the death of me.
“Get up.” I groan hoarsely and she gazes up at me, hazel eyes all wide and needy. She obediently rises to her feet on my command. “You’re making me want to do things to you I swore I would never do, Savi.” I admit, gripping her jaw and staring into her eyes so she understands the gravity of my words.
“Like… like what?” she probes.
“Things that will hurt and I don’t want to hurt you.” I admit, brushing the backs of my fingers over her soft cheek. “I can feel my control slipping especially when you say things like that to me.”
Savannah winces a little and lowers her gaze, “You’re not into the daddy thing, I didn’t mean…”
“Fuck, Savi no, no,” I interject tilting her head up, I press my forehead to hers, “I am, you have no idea how much, but I’m afraid I’ll be too rough with you.”
Savannah looks up at me for a long moment, “Fuck me like you want to make me yours… Daddy.” She affirms sultrily and I lose all my bearings.
Lord, forgive me.
“If at any point you want me to stop, I want you to tell me, and I’ll stop immediately. Do you understand?” Savannah nods in understanding. “Good girl, now place your hands on my shoulders.” I lean down and hook my arms under her legs and lift her till her juicy pussy is in my face.
I suck her clit and she cries out, threading her fingers tightly into my hair. “Logan…”
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“Favorite cuisine?”
I hum mulling over her question. “I would have to say Thai, then pizza is a close second.” I answer earnestly and she smiles at me warmly, sighing when I comb my fingers through her silky strands.
“Mine is pasta, anything and everything pasta.” She breaks off a grape from its stem and feeds it to me. “Though lobster shack is right up there.”
I chuckle and shake my head, chewing on the grape she fed me. “Lobster shack? Are you kidding me? No, you want to eat a quality lobster you go to Colt and Pistol. They serve the best lobster and burgers in the country.” I clarify vehemently while picking up a strawberry from the fruit platter and feeding it to her. “They catch the lobster fresh. I’ll take you next weekend. You simply must experience it. You’ll never want to put another lobster or burger in your mouth again.”
Savannah bites into the strawberry, her brows slowly rising to her hairline, she smiles prettily. “Wait. Are you asking me out on a date, Logan Pierce?”
I gaze into her captivating eyes, and delicately tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. “I suppose I am, Savannah West. Do you accept my humble invitation for a date?”
Savannah laughs and nods, “When you ask me so nicely it would be rude of me to decline. Besides, you’ve talked this place up so much you’ve made me crave lobster.” She sighs with a pout and rests her chin on my chest again.
After we somehow made it out onto the terrace overlooking the city, we wound up having sex on the hammock and haven’t had the strength to move since.
“I can make a call to reception and see if they can have one delivered if you like?” I offer and she shakes her head.
“At two in the morning? Absolutely not, the fruit and wine will suffice.” I press a kiss to her forehead when she lays her head on my chest and looks over at the city stretched out before us. “I really like it here; the view is incredible and it’s so serene watching the city sleep.”
I bury my nose in her hair and inhale the scent of her shampoo. It’s sweet and floral, like fresh roses and cinnamon and I’m becoming exceedingly addicted to it. “Mm, it’s simply breathtaking at sunrise,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to her temple and I feel her shiver. I draw my head back to look down at her. “Are you cold, sweetheart?”
“No,” she sighs turning to face me again. “You’re actually really warm, like an electric blanket.” My lips curl into a smile and my arms circle around her, cocooning her against me.
“Okay, but if you get cold—.”
“I’m sure you’ll find a way to keep me warm.” She states with a suggestive grin and presses her soft lips to mine. I caress her jaw, and she responds with a soft moan when I push her lips apart and deepen the kiss. The hammock rocks back and forth whilst we continue to kiss methodically, savoring one another until we eventually fall asleep our arms and legs tangled like a pretzel.
I made a promise to myself that I would walk away after tonight and let her be.
It’s looking like I’ll be breaking that promise, because despite my best effort and intentions not to get emotionally attached, I’m really starting to like this girl.
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