Page 79 of Saviors

That was all the confirmation I needed. My lips pulled into a smile as I kissed her again. This time, she wasn’t as shy. Her tongue eagerly moved against mine as she opened for me.

I could kiss her like this forever. Soft and sweet. In no rush to get anywhere. Just enjoying the moment.

I knew better than anyone that perfect moments like this were fleeting. That things could change in an instant. A single heartbeat.

Violet shivered as I slid my hands under her shirt, pulling it over her head. My eyes raked down her body, taking in the curve of her waist. The way her hips flared out. Her perky breasts and tight nipples.

“Fuck you’re beautiful.” I said it because it was true and she needed to know it. But she turned her head like she didn’t believe me. I grasped her cheeks, bringing her gaze back to mine. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes. I’m ready.” Her silky hair brushed my fingers as she nodded firmly. But her eyes flicked around the room. “J-just not here. It’s too familiar. Too closed in.”

It made sense our surroundings would trigger her anxiety. The room probably looked a lot like Simon’s house. Neutral and expensive.

And we weren’t a group right now. It was intimate. Close. One on one.

“I’ve got an idea.” I smirked as I sat up with her in my lap.

Her body molded to mine as if they’d been designed to go together. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist as I stood. So trusting. Her laughter filtered through the house as I carried her down the stairs, through the kitchen and out the patio door.

Her laugh was like a balm to my soul. A reward that told me I was doing the right thing. My lies were to protect her. My touch was to heal her. I wanted to erase all the horrible memories until there was nothing left but us.

“Right here.” She laughed louder as I dropped down onto my knees in the grass. With her still in my arms, I turned until she was straddling me again. “Where it’s not scary. Where you can run away.”

I cupped her cheeks so she could see I was serious. For all the jokes, I’d never make her do something she didn’t want to. I’d never hurt her.

“I don’t want to run away from you.”

As our lips touched again, I hoped she’d feel the same way when she figured out who we really were.

“I don’t want you to leave either.” I closed my hand around the nape of her neck so she couldn’t go anywhere. “Ever.”

My kiss turned hard. Possessive. I kissed her with all the things I couldn’t say. With everything I felt.

My hands skimmed up her smooth thighs. She writhed, rubbing her sweet cunt against my cock, sending a jolt through my body. I tugged on her sleep shorts. “Now, be a good girl and take these off for me.”

There were no nerves as she stood. A slow smile spread across her face as she pushed the shorts down, then kicked them aside.

I ran my fingers up her calves because I couldn’t stand not touching her. “Now mine.”

She dropped to her knees beside me. Her hands were steady as she popped the button on my jeans. She moved with an eagerness as she got rid of them. She was relaxing. Softening as I gave her orders.

Reid was the first one to notice that’s what she needed. It was easier for her when she wasn’t in control. She didn’t second guess or worry.

With one arm around her waist, I dragged her across my lap until she was straddling me. I fisted my cock as she hovered on her knees above me. A groan ripped from my chest as I ran the head through her slick pussy. “You’re so wet for me.” Her fingers curled into my shoulders as she held herself steady. “Come here and let me feel you.”

Slowly, she lowered herself down. Heat shot through me, burning any thoughts from my mind. An inch and I was losing it. She was so tight. So perfect.

My free hand gripped the grass, so I didn’t force my way in. I wanted to let her do this on her own. And I wanted to watch every second of it. Commit it to my memory.

“Oh god. Oh god.” She tossed her head back and moaned as she took a little more. Her nails dug into my skin as she stilled. It was a close fit, but so fucking good.

“I know you can take it all.” I encouraged as I resisted the urge to lift my hips and slam inside her. “You can do this.”

“I need help.” I stared into her gaze, making sure she was okay. All I saw was desire as she pleaded with me.

“I’ve got you.” With both hands, I gripped her hips, sliding her the rest of the way. My entire body went up in flames. “Fuck. A perfect fit.”

Her back arched, thrusting her pretty tits right in my face. Her inner walls squeezed around me. Her lips parted. I was captivated by her. Consumed.

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