Page 35 of Filthy Savage

It’s almost…beautiful.

BREW

Stretching,I grunt as I roll over and wrap my arm around the warm body beside me. It’s a good body, too. One that I began to fully explore last night… several times. Touching my lips to her shoulder, I feel her body tremble.

“Good morning, beautiful. Are you ready to go home?”

There is a moment of silence, but I know she’s awake because her body stiffens. I don’t move, though. I stay perfectly still as I wait for her to say or do something. Slowly, she turns in my arms, her eyes lifting to meet mine.

“Home?” she asks, her voice soft and almost sweet sounding.

Clearing my throat, I dip my chin to touch my lips to hers before I shift back slightly. Keeping my arms wrapped around her, I can’t take my gaze from hers. I hold her attention, her focus, ensuring that she’s going to hear every word I say.

“Home, Spencer. I want you at my cabin. Always.”

“But what about Austin? My life there?”

I bite my bottom lip, trying not to be a dick. I need to take this slowly, but not so slowly that she thinks she can move back there. Because I’ll be damned, absolutely fucking damned, if she goes anywhere but my cabin in the woods.

“What about it?” I ask, looking into her eyes.

I’m trying not to tell her what to do while at the same time telling her what to fucking do. She inhales a deep breath and lets it out slowly. “But what if we don’t work out? Where will I go?”

My lips twitch into a smirk. “First of all, we’ll work out just fine. Secondly, you can stay at the cabin, and I’ll come back here if there’s an issue.”

“You’re going to give me the cabin if we break up?” she asks, her eyes wide and her lips slightly parted in awe.

Leaning forward, I touch my mouth to hers briefly before I lean back again slightly. “Not breaking up, beautiful. You’re mine, but yeah.”

“My car?” she asks.

I burst out laughing. “Spencer, I’m sorry, but that car is fucking useless around here.”

She knows I’m right, and she must have been asking me as a joke because her lips twitch into a smirk. She leans forward and touches her lips to mine. I want to deepen the kiss and fuck her again, but my cock is raw, and my balls are absolutely fucking empty.

“Okay, no Tesla, but I have to drive something. And I’d prefer something that was clean.”

“I got you, beautiful.”

She sits up, the sheet falling away from her gorgeous tits. My eyes shift down to them. I can’t look back up into her gaze. I’m completely transfixed by those beautiful breasts that are practically begging for my mouth.

“Evan?” she calls out, and I tear my gaze from those tits I want to consume and force myself to look up into her eyes.

“You’ll get a new car. I got you.”

“I’ve made it on my own since I left here. I can get my own car.”

I know she’s trying to be independent, and she can do that, but at the same time… she’s my woman. I never had one before, and I want to take care of her. So, since she can’t keep her car here, I’ll buy her a new one.

End of story.

“Let’s get dressed, get your shit, and go to the cabin so you can get all set up.”

She stares at me for a moment, then nods once. “I don’t know what to say to all of that. Just know, whatever you buy me, I will pay you back.”

I can tell this is important to her, so I don’t say anything. Instead, I just smile at her as she throws her legs over the side of the bed and stands. Watching her ass as she moves toward the bathroom door, I grunt.

It’s the perfect upside-down heart.

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