Page 155 of Brutal Savage

“When I catch you, I will fuck you.”

She gasps, her breasts climbing higher with each breath. Then she’s running across the bedroom, rushing into the closet, and closing the door behind her.

But her attempt at holding the door shut is futile. I force it open easily, finding her body trembling as I stalk closer, shutting it behind me.

My gaze skims down her body—so fucking perfect, I ache for her.

As I draw closer, she advances backward.

“Nowhere else to go, baby.” I’m on her in a flash, palms on her hips, lifting her in the air and pushing her up against the wall.

“You’re trapped.” I run my palm up from between her breasts until my fingers are wrapped around her throat. “I’m gonna fuck you just like this. Naked and spread open, pummeling inside you, making you come over and over until you can’t move.”

“Tynan…” She grasps my hair, circling her hips right into my throbbing dick.

“Fuuuck, Elara.” I squeeze her throat. “You’re killing me. Wanna fill you up and get you pregnant. I swear, I never in my life thought I’d say that to a woman.”

“Thank you?” Her cheeks grow crimson right before I smash her mouth to mine, ravishing her with every emotion she’s made me feel.

My every desire come to life.

A dream I didn’t even know I had.

Until I met her.

I don’t know if she feels what I do. Fuck, I don’t even know what it is I’m feeling anymore. But I know one thing: there’s no one else for me except her.

Snapping her head back, I leave a trail of rough kisses down her neck, dragging her dress down and sucking a nipple into my mouth.

Her feminine sounds of pleasure only inflame my desire. But I want her begging and quivering. I love it when she begs.

She gasps in protest when I lower her back down. Breathlessly, she narrows her eyes up at me with confusion, her lipstick a mess, her eyes watery.

So sexy.

“If you want it…” I grab her jaw. “Ask for it.”

She fixes her dress, a challenge in her eyes. “Eh, think I’m good.”

“Is that right?” My smirk deepens.

“Have so much to unpack. Fucking you doesn’t seem as important right now.”

She’s playing games, and I love games.

“Okay, then. Show me what you bought. I hope there’s some lingerie in there.”

She scoffs. “You wish.”

I chuckle, gazing down at her lips. “It’s okay, sweetheart. Don’t need anything special to get hard for you.”

Her shy little smile makes me wanna kiss her all over again.

She starts toward the dozens of bags on the floor, and I follow her as she removes her clothes and places them on the bed. I never realized how good it would feel to have someone to spend money on.

When she grabs another bag and takes out some really bright suits, I try to hide my grimace. “Those are…uh, colorful.”

“So you like them?” Her eyes brighten as she peeks at me from behind her shoulder.

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