Page 107 of Ruthless Savage

“This is such a beautiful pussy. Pink and wet and all feckin’ mine.”

Then his mouth is on it, and my brazen moans grow louder as he sucks and nibbles and makes my body climb. His own erotic sounds vibrate around me, making everything intense. It feels so good, all I can think about is my release. His gaze meets mine, and slowly, he slips a finger inside me, thrusting all the way in.

I couldn’t tear my eyes from his if I tried.

His tongue swirls around me, torturing me, stars erupting before my eyes like a myriad of tiny embers burning brightly.

“Oh God, yes, please!” My hand reaches for his hair, and I grip and pull, making the masculine sounds from his throat turn raspier.

I can sense it happening, that feeling of needing to explode, and it’s like he knows it too, ramming deeper until the need slams higher.

And I fall.

“Yes, Devlin! Oh God, yes!”

My body bows, my fingernails raking his back, his scalp, whatever I can touch.

“Mm-hmm,” he hums, sucking me into his mouth and only slowing a fraction when my body ebbs and flows.

Those lips fall to the inside of my thigh and he kisses me there, squeezing my hips with both hands.

I wither on the counter, breathing heavy, slapping my arm over my forehead. “Wow.”

He laughs. “That’s right, wow.”

I don’t even have the energy to look at him, but he’s there, lifting my naked and satiated body into his arms.

His smug grin causes me to smile. I run the back of my hand over his jaw, my heart full and happy. When have I ever been this happy before?

He leans in and kisses me, his tongue lazily rolling with mine. I follow his lead, tasting myself on him, and it’s equal parts dirty and hot.

“Gonna carry you to the bath now and take my time washing you.”

“What?”

Heat floods my cheeks, which makes no sense, because the man just saw me naked and did that to me in his kitchen. What’s the difference if he washes me?

But something about this is different. It’s more personal.

“You heard me.” That smirk widens. “Got you all messy, and it’s my job to clean you up.”

“Okay.” I nuzzle my face into his cheek, his heartbeats rapping wildly in his ribs.

He carries me up the stairs while my arms cling around his neck.

One look into his eyes, and I know he’s happy too. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Devlin this happy, and my body warms knowing it’s because of me.

He opens the bathroom door and walks us in, placing me on my feet. The steam is thick in the air, the water still running.

“Get in.” He gestures with a jerk of his head while he starts unbuttoning his shirt, staring heatedly at me.

Swallowing nervously, I step in with one foot, the water warm and intoxicating, smelling a little like roses. I follow the rest of the way and slowly sink into it.

“I didn’t have any bubbles.” The corner of his mouth lifts in a lopsided grin that makes the butterflies surge in my stomach.

“It smells nice.” My lashes grow heavy, arousal building in every inch of my body as I continue to watch this beautiful man strip.

He meets my gaze with equal fervor, doesn’t even blink as he tugs the sleeves off, his abs contracting, the sneak of that deep V so insanely sexy, my mind goes blank.

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