Page 145 of Savage Vicious Heir: Part Two

Her cheeks heat, turning them a burning shade of red that spills down her neck and onto her chest.

“I want you to feel as incredible as you look.”

“Oh God,” she moans as I rub her harder through the damp fabric.

“That’s it,” I encourage. “I want your scent all over my fingers while we hang out with our friends.”

Her eyes hold mine as she sucks in ragged, hungry gasps of air.

“More?” I ask.

She nods eagerly, quickly forgetting any argument about why I shouldn’t be doing this.

“Words, Red. Give me your words.”

“Touch me,” she whispers.

“I am.” I smirk as I wait for her to be more specific.

“No, there’s a barrier. Touch me.”

I quirk a brow.

“Elliot,” she breathes. “Just… put your fingers inside me.”

My lips curl into a wicked grin.

“Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

She narrows her eyes at me as I tuck my fingers beneath her underwear and find her swollen clit.

“Oh shit.”

“Better?” I ask, pushing lower to tuck two digits inside her.

Her head rolls back as a moan rips past her lips.

“So fucking tight, Red. Can’t wait to fuck you later, feel you strangling my dick.”

She swallows thickly as her body begins trembling with her impending release.

“You want that, Red? You want to feel me stretching you open, making you come all over my dick?”

“Yes, yes,” she cries as I press my thumb against her clit, working her until she can’t hold on any longer. “Elliot,” she cries as the sound of the doorbell rips through the air.

Fuck them, though. They can wait until my girl’s finished.

Once I’m happy she’s ridden the whole thing out, I drag my fingers from inside her and push them into my mouth, licking them clean as her taste floods my tastebuds.

“Delicious.”

Her cheeks blaze once more before she begins straightening herself up.

The doorbell rings again and she turns to rush out of the room.

“Wait,” I demand, and she stops instantly, her hand curling around the door frame. Stepping up behind her, I grip her hip before spinning her around and crashing my lips to hers.

I kiss her as if no one is waiting on us, as if we have all the time in the world to enjoy each other.

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