Savage Urges

by Poppy Deveaux

  I sat down at the table. Only Sarah was there so far.

  She gave me a hug, giving me a long look. “Charlotte, you are glowing. Did your house hunt go well yesterday?” She winked.

  I blushed, feeling the heat creep up my neck and into my face. “Yes, yes it did. I found a couple I am interested in.”

  “And? That’s all you have to say? I want details girlfriend! What did they look like, did they have everything you needed, and are you going to keep looking or what?” Sarah couldn’t contain all of the questions that came pouring out of her mouth.

  I giggled to myself. “Slow down, love. I will tell you everything. It’s funny though, I can’t remember that much about the houses.”

  Sarah stared at me, trying to read my thoughts. “What do you mean?” She suddenly gasped. Her hand flew to her mouth. “Charlotte, what happened?”

  “I couldn’t help it…he kissed me and next thing I know we are fucking like rabbits on the kitchen counter.”

  Sarah let out a tiny scream. “What! On the kitchen counter of one of the houses he was showing you? Omg. How scandalous. How…sexy. Holy shit. Was it good? It must’ve been good.”

  I giggled at Sarah. She was so innocent yet not prudish at all, it was adorable. “I know, so bad. So unprofessional. But Sarah, it was the most mind-blowing sex I have ever had. I couldn’t resist him. The connection we have is insane; I can actually feel it pulsating between us. We fit together so perfectly. I lost sense of everything around me; there was just me and him.”

  Sarah’s eyes widened as she listened intently. “I pray one day I get to experience something like that. I am beyond jealous right now. But so happy for you.” Sarah smiled, reaching over to grab one of my hands. “Just see where it goes. Don’t give up too easy, Char, thinking you already know him. People are full of surprises and you can’t judge a book by its cover.”

  I nodded in agreement. “You are right. Let’s just keep this on the down low for now though, ok?” I asked Sarah.

  “Yes, of course. Give yourself as much time and space as you need. I just wanted you to be aware so you wouldn’t lose out. Sometimes life brings people to you on purpose.”

  Later on that evening, Cole sent me a text. “You were delightful earlier. Let me take you to dinner tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at 7pm.”

  I smiled and put my phone down. I wanted to say yes but I knew it was not good. It was only going to end up with me heartbroken. I should just chalk it up to hot sex and move the fuck on.

  I sent a text back. “Thank you Cole, but we should really just stick to business. When can we meet to talk about the houses we looked at? Have you found anymore?”

  He answered quickly. “Why can’t I take you to dinner? How about we discuss the houses over dinner?”

  I sighed but chuckled to myself. He was a slick one. “Good work Cole, good work. I commend you. I would prefer 6pm, as I have an early day on Monday.”

  “Doesn’t matter to me gorgeous, as long as I can see your pretty ass, I will come any time you tell me, in more ways than one.”

  I laughed out loud. He was something else. I texted back a goodnight and decided to call it a night. I lay in bed, running my hands over my naked body, letting my satin sheets caress my skin. I thought of Cole and how gorgeous he was. I couldn’t believe he was attracted to me.

  Mmm…Cole was fucking delectable, his body so hot and rugged. I wanted to wrap my mouth around him, sucking and tasting him until he came. Then I wanted to ride him. Holy shit, he was fucking hot.

  As I thought of Cole and all the things I wanted to do to him, I used King to rub my clit and my seam over and over. I could feel my orgasm building and building until finally it poured through me as I cried out Cole’s name. I rode the waves of my orgasm, wishing Cole really was here inside me. I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of him next to me.

  The next morning, I couldn’t stop thinking about Cole. He was running through my mind on repeat, driving me insane. I masturbated again when I woke up and then again in the shower.

  Fuck. What the hell is wrong with me?

  I have never gotten off that much in such a short period of time. Cole was doing things to me and he wasn’t even here in the flesh. This man was poison. He was seeping into every part of me.

  When 6pm finally rolled around, I was dressed to the nines. I had a sleek black dress on that hugged my curves and flattered my bigger figure nicely. It had an empire waist with a flowing mid-length skirt, along with a sweetheart neck line. I paired it with a cute black jacket, my black high heeled boots, and some chunky jewelry. I let my hair hang down in loose curls and I had on just a touch of makeup. I added some perfume and I felt ready.

  Cole arrived on time and I slowly walked to the door, taking deep breaths. I had to not lose control and not let my desire take over. I opened the door and heard Cole inhale sharply. “Charlotte. You look amazing.” He said, his eyes running over every inch of my body.

  I flushed. “Thank you, so do you. Come in.” I stepped back so he could come in and I stared at his fine body as he walked by. He had on a nice pair of business slacks with a button down collared shirt with a few buttons undone. Enough to make me want to lick him.

  I shut the door and followed him into the living room. He turned to face me, a small grin playing on his lips. I felt my stomach clench with desire. He stepped closer to me and I gasped. He whispered in my ear, “You smell gorgeous too. I don’t think I am going to be able to control myself.”

  His words melted me on the spot. I focused on my breathing, trying not to think of how close he was to me and how electric he made me feel.

  Suddenly, he pushed me back against the wall, pinning me there with his arms, his lips crushing mine. He kissed me fiercely, the passion flowing between us, the heat rising. I couldn’t think of anything else except his lips on mine.

  I opened my mouth to his demanding tongue and let him explore the inside, tasting every inch of me. His hands began roaming up and down my sides, over my breasts, down to my ass, squeezing and cupping it.

  I moaned in my throat, only causing him to push into me harder, his erection rubbing against my thigh. I wanted to feel him inside my mouth, I wanted to taste him. I broke the kiss suddenly and quickly spun him around so that I was facing him, with his back to the wall.

  He looked shocked, his eyes wide. I grinned. Then I slowly sank to the floor, shimming my ass for him on the way down. He watched, enjoying the show. I unzipped his pants and freed his hard cock. I placed my tongue on the tip, licking slowly around the top, then closing my mouth down on it and sucking quickly.

  He gasped, a moan escaping his throat. He was watching me, his hands running through my hair, holding onto my head. I began to suck harder, pulling all of him into my mouth. I took him in and out, sucking and licking, and squeezing his balls at the same time. I looked up and he was looking down at me in complete awe.

  It only fueled me to go further. I let him fuck my mouth until he came, out of breath and sweating above me. I slid back up his body until I reached his six pack which I began to slowly lick. Every inch of him tasted delicious, I wanted to savor every part. I kept licking and kissing until he had pulled my head up and began kissing me intensely.

  He pulled away, looking into my eyes. “That blowjob was fucking mind-blowing.” He leaned down to kiss me again and then lead me over to my couch. He spun me around. “Place your hands on the couch, ass in the air.” He commanded.

  Fuck, did he really just say that?

  I did as he said, excited and nervous. I heard him rip a condom open and then he plunged inside me. I felt so full, so complete. He began thrusting, moving harder and faster each time. It felt so good, I completely forgot about everything else except for him.

  He ran his hands all over my body, concentrating on my nipples, playing and teasing them. Cole went in and out, in and out, over and over again. I could feel the orgasm building, ready to rip through me. “You are close, aren’t you? I can feel your pussy clench
ing.” He growled as he continued thrusting me.

  “Yes...yes, I am going to come. Oh Cole, I am so close.” I moaned over and over again, my body on fire from all of the sensations. We both came at the same time, our bodies finding release together. I screamed his name while he moaned mine.

  Then we collapsed on the couch together.

  Chapter 7

  I began a whirlwind relationship with Cole that I didn’t know how to stop, but I didn’t want it to stop. I loved every minute of it, feeling like I was on a ride of a lifetime. But then I kept telling myself I was going to get hurt. It would only be a matter of time before we ended. And then what would I do? I would be devastated because I could feel myself falling for him. I don’t know if I would be able to find someone with the chemistry that Cole and I had. It’s addicting, heady, and never enough. I always wanted more. And Cole seemed to too.

  We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We were seeing each other almost every night, texting all day. Our nights were filled with fucking each other’s brains out and exploring every inch of our bodies. There wasn’t just sex though. Cole was a really remarkable man underneath all his bronze. He had inherited billions from his family but still worked to make his own money.

  He was a bad boy before he became a realtor. He got into trouble and didn’t care what anyone thought, especially his family. Cole realized that wasn’t a way to get through in life so he changed some of his ways. He still could get into trouble sometimes though. I told him how I always wanted to be a psychologist. Psychology was always an interest of mine and I was happy helping people battle their emotional issues.

  I finally had made an offer on the first house Cole had showed me. It was perfect and Cole helped me through the entire process. As soon as I had signed the papers, Cole met me there and we fucked in every room. He said he wanted to be the one to christen the entire house. And we did, even the basement.

  That night, when I was finally all settled in, Cole and I were lying in bed together after christening my bed in my new house.

  Cole pulled me close, breathing in the scent of my hair. He asked me a question that made me freeze. “Charlotte, what is your deepest, darkest fantasy?”

  I swallowed, anxiety building in my stomach. I could never tell him, I would be so embarrassed. I hide my face against his chest, breathing in his scent. He backed away, lifting my chin up with his finger. “Don’t be embarrassed baby, I want to make all of your fantasies come true.”

  “I just can’t Cole, I am afraid you will look at me differently.” I said, not meeting his gaze.

  “No, Charlotte, I wouldn’t. All fantasies are normal.”

  I took a deep breath and whispered, “I want to have a ménage with two men, one being the man I am with.”

  Cole grinned down at me. “Now, was that so hard? And I don’t think that is anything to ashamed of. I must say I have never done that but I would be willing for you.”

  “Really? You would do that for me?” I asked him.

  “Yes, I would. Charlotte, these last few weeks have been absolute bliss. I want to keep trying with you. Please be mine and only mine.”

  I answered him by pulling his face down to mine and ravishing his lips with mine. I poured all of my feelings into the kiss, the passion flowing between us. Desire immediately swelled in my belly, my insides warming. His hands began exploring my naked body, up and down my sides and cupping my ass. He lifted his hands back up to my breasts, cupping them and rubbing his thumbs over my nipples.

  I moaned low in my throat and he responded by kissing me harder, his tongue dancing with mine. I could feel his hardness growing against my thigh. I broke away from his kiss and pushed him back onto the bed, a sexy grin playing on my lips. I straddled him, leaning back so that my hands rested on his thighs.

  His eyes roamed my glistening naked body and then his hands grazed over every inch of me. I melted under his touch, loving the way he caressed me perfectly. I grabbed a condom on the nightstand, ripping it open and sliding down his shaft, and then I impaled myself on his cock. We both cried out in pleasure.

  He filled me and I felt whole. I rode up and down, crashing onto his cock over and over again. I watched as he threw his head back, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. His hands still roamed over every inch of me, stopping on my breasts most often to pinch and play with my nipples. I rode him over and over again, my orgasm building. I felt myself coming hard onto his cock, as I screamed his name and he screamed mine. I collapsed onto his chest and he wrapped his strong arms around me.

  Once our breathing had slowed, I rolled off him but buried myself into his side, intertwining my legs with his. We slowly dozed off, but as I drifted off to sleep I heard him whisper, “I am falling for you...”

  Epilogue

  Six Months Later…

  Cole moved into my house last week. Our relationship had been going strong. Our connection was still there, as was the enjoyable sex. We did hit a slight bump in the road two months into things. I pulled away, feeling things were going too fast. I remember the argument like it just had happened yesterday.

  “I need some space, Cole. I just need to breathe.”

  He stared at me, anger and hurt flashing across his face. “What do you mean, you need to breathe? Is it something I did?”

  “No, no it’s nothing you did. I just have never experienced such an intense all-consuming relationship before and I need some time to think and sort out my thoughts.” I answered.

  “Charlotte, when people say that bullshit, it means they are thinking about breaking up. Do you want to break up with me, is that it?”

  “Cole, No! I don’t want to break up with you. I am...I’m just afraid.”

  “Afraid of what?” Cole said, anger still filling his voice, but I also heard a trace of sadness.

  “Afraid of getting hurt.” I felt tears coursing down my cheeks and I was glad it was dark in the car so Cole couldn’t see.

  “Charlotte, baby, I am not going to hurt you. I only want you. I am afraid too. I haven’t done a relationship in a really long time and you just blow me away. I want to touch and taste every inch of you all day long. You are all that I think about and it is driving me crazy. A good crazy though, I want more.”

  I melted on the spot, my fears forgotten. Since then things have been quite perfect.

  In fact, we confessed our love to each other while making love a few nights later.

  And tonight, Cole said he had a surprise for me.

  Cole had sent me out for an afternoon of spa treatments. I got my nails and toes done, a nice massage, and relaxed in a sauna. When I returned home later on, the house was dark, lit only by candle light. There were candles lit everywhere and there was a candle lit dinner set up for two people. Cole slid up to me, wrapping his arms around me.

  “Hey there, gorgeous.”

  “Hey sexy, what is all of this?” I waved my hand around to the room.

  “A delicious dinner for two followed by one of your fantasies.” Cole spun me around to face him, grinning down at me.

  “What do you mean one of my fantasies?” I stared up at him, wondering what was going on.

  “I mean, I have a special guest coming over after dinner to help with your fantasy.”

  I froze, anxiety clenching my stomach.

  Holy fuck. Did he really just say that? I can’t go through with this.

  At the same time, I wanted it to happen. Here was my chance with the man I loved. If I hated it, I never had to do it again.

  “Are you serious?” I asked him.

  “Yes, baby. I love you and want to make you happy. Come, let’s eat.”

  I tried to eat as best I could but my nerves got the best of me. I could barely touch my food. Cole watched me, concerned. “What’s wrong, you don’t like the food?”

  “It’s not the food, the food is delicious. I am just a little nervous.”

  “Don’t be. It’s a friend of a friend. He’s clean and wants to hang out a bit be
forehand.” Cole reached over to hold my hand as the doorbell rang.

  Cole stood up and we walked to the door together. Cole opened it and there stood a deliciously hot man, one that looked very similar to Cole.

  Wow my man did a good job picking out another man.

  “Hey, come on in, Ryan. This is Charlotte. Charlotte, this is Ryan.” I gave him a hug and let him walk in. Cole winked at me. He whispered, “Hot, huh?”

  I laughed. We sat down on the couch and had some drinks together, letting the alcohol loosen things up. Ryan was funny and I felt a good connection with him.

  I was feeling a bit tipsy and brave so I stood up, turned on some music, and began to dance. I slowly began a strip tease, dancing back and forth between Cole and Ryan. I pulled off my shirt, throwing it at Cole. Next came my skirt, tossing it at Ryan.

  Cole stood up and pulled me into his arms, kissing me passionately. Then I could feel Ryan’s hands on me, feeling all over my body.

  Shit, this is intense. Two men fawning all over my body.

  Cole ran his hands up under my skirt, his fingers grazing my panties while Ryan rubbed my breasts, squeezing the nipples. Cole led me over to the couch, pulling me down onto him, while Ryan followed, kissing my neck, shoulders, and breasts, continuing to caress them.

  Cole pushed my panties to the side and slid himself inside me, lifting me up and down by my hips so that I was riding him on his terms. I turned towards Ryan and pushed his bulge to my face. I unzipped his pants, freeing his erection. I took him in my mouth, his head thrown back in pleasure. I sucked gently, running my tongue all along the tip in circles. Cole watched me, his fucking getting more intense.

  Ryan began thrusting himself into my mouth, going faster with each push. He came a few seconds later as I came on Cole’s cock and he found his release a few moments later inside me.