Page 39 of Save Me

I don’t realize that my hands are tightening into fists until I feel her palms on my skin.

She doesn’t say anything for a long time. Back and forth, she moves her hands over mine, soothing the tension that’s enveloped my body.

“But you know,” she says just above a whisper.

The nod I give her is reluctant.

“I know what it’s like to be unwanted,” I confess.

Then she looks me directly in the eye and moves a hand to cup my face. What she says next is enough to shatter me from the inside out.

“How could someone not want you?”

And I’m done for.

My eyelids fall closed as I pivot my head to kiss the inside of her palm. Then I’m on her.

I move to cover her body with mine. With her back against the picnic blanket, I devour her mouth. A groan spills from me when she parts her lips.

I taste the grapes mixed with the champagne that she had with lunch. The flavor is made all the more delectable by her natural sweetness. She moans, and her arms clutch desperately at my shoulders.

The knowledge that she craves this as much as I do is heady. That she’s enjoying the feel of my lips moving over hers as much as I am is fucking intoxicating.

Suddenly, it’s not enough.

I place kisses at the corner of her mouth down to that vein in her neck.

“Oh,” she gasps when I run my tongue along that vein.

Before I know it, I’m moving down her body. I need more of this. Of her. I want to taste more of her in my mouth.

After undoing the button of her jeans, I push her shirt up a few inches to kiss her belly. I dip my tongue inside of her belly button.

A curse spills from her lips as her body quivers. I make a mental note that her belly button is a sensitive spot for her before I continue with my perusal of her body.

“Dae,” she pleads, her hands pushing at my shoulders.

I press her legs wider with my elbows, opening her up to me. My fingers go to the tops of her jeans, tugging and pulling with an urgency I’ve never had with anyone else.

“Dae, wait,” she pleads again.

It’s the ‘wait’ that makes me pause.

When my eyes finally land on hers, I see the panic in them.

“We’re outside,” she whispers. “Someone could—”

“No one will see us. It’s just us out here,” I promise. I made sure to rent the entire place out for this afternoon. Even the owner knows not to come find us.

“Are you sure?” There’s a longing in her eyes that almost has me coming in my fucking pants.

“I wouldn’t lie to you, little warrior,” I confess.

“O-Okay.” Her voice is so strained with need, my cock grows painfully hard in my pants.

My hands curl around her jeans again and tug until her thighs are exposed to me. I pull them all off because I want to see her. I want her exposed to my eyes and my gaze only.

“I want to fucking taste you,” I growl.

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