Savage's Sun

Chapter One (Part Three)

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Over the first few weeks of us living together, Sunny had developed this sexy habit of having her breakfast on me every morning, it's my favorite hobby of hers, and this is exactly what I find her doing now as I open my eyes.

As always, the morning sun reflects audaciously through the long, white, flowing curtains, greeting us, the plants, and flowers. I inhale in the open air as the gentle wind from the open windows blows freely.

And Kuku our parrot flaps about inside his cage as he tries to keep up.

Summer in New York is incomparable with Sunny. I never want it to end. It's everything I will ever need, all bottled in a soft and petite body, with a sensational mouth who can't stop sucking my c**k. 

This has been my life, my year in paradise. A year that has gone by so fast and yet I have remembered and enjoyed every second of it.

In the span of just one year, I went from being the nearly appointed head of my family's criminal organization, to just a guy with only one purpose now: loving Sunny. Loving her till death do us f*****g part.

That's all I f*****g care about. Everything else be damned. 

"Morning, baby. Enjoying breakfast?" I can't help that smile on my face as I moan, looking down at her. "f**k, it's good to be home."

She giggles.

I cross my arms behind my head, leaning against the headboard, watching her kneel on the bed in between my legs. She drizzles syrup down my hard length and sprays whipped-cream over the tip of my hard d**k before going down and sticking out her pretty, pierced tongue to lick it up leisurely. At her own pace, of course. This is blatantly for her own enjoyment. It makes her so wet and happy when she has me in her mouth.

My Sunny has no mercy. She knows I'm absolutely done, for every time she puts her mouth on me, yet she just takes and gives, takes and gives, leaving me shattered and panting after her. She is cruel with her lust, dangerous with her desire.

"Breakfast is so much better when it's served on your magnificent c**k," she rasps with her signature arched grin that makes me want to rip my chest open and hand my beating heart to her.

She licks her pierced, bottom lip as she slides her fingers slowly, stroking the sticky liquid up and down my erection. I watch as she slips her other hand down her body to find her clit. 

“Sunny..." I groan as she crouches and thrusts my hard c**k into her mouth again for a deep taste, closing her eyes, pleasuring herself at the same time. 

Fuck, she drives me f*****g insane with her bold drive and fierce passion, with her need to have me, anywhere, any way she can. A need for me that's just as ferocious as mine is for her. We feed on each other like this, breathe, drink from our mutual desire and lust without limit.

"Oh, baby, yes, that f*****g mouth. I want to get f*****g buried with it…” I moan between grinding teeth, watching her feed on my large c**k, her glistening mouth covering it as she pushes it back far down her throat and then out again, drooling syrup, saliva and my thick, hot come, down her chin as I convulse. 

Her long and twisted blonde hair is all over her face, all over my thighs, damp from the beautiful mess she's made. "Oh, Sunny. f**k!" I suck in a harsh breath as she pushes me back down her throat again, making me come once again like the merciless s*x-Goddess she is. 

My Sunny can deep-throat my c**k like she's never heard of a gag reflex, so deep, so hard that I always revel in seeing the outline of my c**k on her neck as it sinks down her tight little throat.

Her large, dark brown eyes are on me, they water as she takes me in, using the back of her throat so expertly that my eyes end up rolling to the back of my head. 

"f**k, yes!" Kuku, the parrot exclaims, making me chuckle as my c**k twitches inside Sunny's feverish mouth. 

The bird has only learned these types of phrases because all it ever hears is either me or Sunny always on the brink of orgasming. 

Sunny chuckles, wiping the tears from her eyes and pulling herself up with a satisfied smile. 

"You're so f*****g beautiful." I grab her chin as it leaks with my come and slobber. "So f*****g beautiful," I repeat, wrapped and lost in her like I always am as I kiss her neck.

"We're beautiful together," she says in that warm voice of hers that seems to sing to me. She grabs my c**k to stroke it, and I tug and twist at the n****e-ring on her full, pointy breast.

She licks her mouth, wiping away my come with her sweet tongue, giving me a hint of that pierced tip. She climbs on over my thighs then slips herself down onto my waiting c**k that now drips in both come and syrup. 

Stick a fork in me…

She's wet and tight and addicting every damn time, and this feeling of want, of hunger for her, never seems to fade.

"My messy girl." I grunt, grabbing her by the hips, holding on to her while she rides me, rocking back and forth, up and down on my sticky d**k. 

I bite my lip hard, tasting blood as I feel both of her clit-rings grazing all over my engorged c**k, she bounces on me, her hands feeling up and squeezing her round t**s as she moans my name. 

"Yes, my soul. So deep!" She throws back her head, thrashing over me, grabbing her breasts, her long, twisted braids flying all over us. 

"Sunny, f**k, yes!" I grab her chin, bringing her mouth to mine, planting a kiss upon her sticky, sweet lips, biting and tugging at her lip-ring with my teeth. "You're so f*****g hot. This tight, hot p***y will end me! You know it will!" I slap her ass.

She squeaks and laughs as she continues to bounce on me. "Dean, yes, I'm almost there. Oh, it's incredible!" Her ivory skin turns pink as she blushes. Her cheeks, neck and chest reddens as she orgasms. She tightens further around me, coming apart and falling onto me, burying me under her pleasure. 

My mouth waters at the thought of tasting her, I know that my head will be buried between her legs until I'm satisfied. And I'm never satisfied when it comes to my Sunny. I can never get enough. 

My head throbs as I recall the week without her. I curse the reason why I had to leave her side, and even as my c**k drowns inside her, sipping on her sweetness, even as I feel her breath against my neck, her breasts pressed against my chest as she comes down from her pleasure and I, with mine, I still feel she's not close enough.

I kiss her forehead and whisper, "You're mine." I smooth the back of her neck with my fingers, stroking her heated skin, pulling her into me, inwardly swearing that I will never leave her again for anything, never let her out of my sight.