Page 41 of Savage Rule

“I was ordered to get information about Sofia from you.”

“But you didn’t do that either,” she states. “Why did you let me go?”

“Because if I did, I’d never see you again. I’m telling you. You. Fuck. Me. Up. Inside.”

“Dimples,” she says, pressing her forehead against mine. “You fuck me up inside too.”

Her arms wind around my neck and she kisses me. My brain does that thing it always does whenever our lips meet, where it goes into mating mode, giving into my body’s needs.

My hands slide up her thighs, and around her back. I reach under her shirt to her bra, making sure to avoid touching the skin there, fully aware of the shock it will send through her if I do. The clasp gives way easily. Then I lift her shirt and bra over her breasts, exposing them to me.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” I murmur as roam them with my palms, cupping them, feeling their fullness before bending to take them into my mouth.

She drops her head back and sighs, “You’re making me so wet.” Her hips dig into me, creating more friction where we both need it the most.

I move from one nipple to the other, suckling her, teasing. “Why do I want you so much, Scarlet?”

“I don’t know. But take me to bed. Please,” she whispers and I obey.

I cradle her ass in my palms and stand with her wrapped around me. She kisses my neck, nipping and licking all the way to the bed, where I drop her onto her back.

Looking as hazed as I feel, she reaches for me. Before I go down, I tear off my shirt and pants, sending them flying somewhere in the distance.

With one knee on the mattress, I lean over her and make short work of her clothes too.

Then, I’m kissing her again, like a wild man, devouring every inch of her mouth. My cock presses against her entrance, and she gasps as I push in. It doesn’t matter that she’s soaking wet,or that we’ve been fucking like rabbits for the last week. She’s tight, and there’s resistance. It takes a few thrusts, where I pull out a little, ease it back in. Again and again, until I’m in to the hilt.

And fuck, it’s the best my dick has ever had.

We both inhale sharply, both catching our breaths.

I start pumping into her, slowly and steadily at first, increasing the rhythm until I’m pounding into her hard.

“It’s so good, Gunn. So fucking good,” she whispers, bringing my lips to hers.

I shift my forearms under her knees, lifting her legs, spreading her farther. Making it so that I can go deeper.

Her nails scrape against the skin on my back and I hiss, but don’t stop.

“Yes!” she screams. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”

The sight of her closing in on her climax is my undoing. I begin to lose control, my movements no longer fluid. I’m desperate to reach the same high she has, and drive into her furiously.

Sitting up, my hands on the back of her knees, I push them until they’re touching the bed. In this position, I know the head of my dick is rubbing against her g-spot, and I want to get her off before I explode.

She inhales sharply and her eyes screw shut as she orgasms. Her back arches upward, her mouth open on a silent cry as she reaches for me.

I let go. My cum spurts into her, leaving a part of me there. Marking her.

As I drop onto her chest, panting, my cock still buried in her sweet pussy, I wonder if she will be the end of me as she’s promised.

It doesn’t matter. I’m not sure I have a choice anymore.

“Tamberleigh Johnson. I like the sound of it.”

“Ugh.” Scarlet rolls away. “Please don’t call me that.”

Before she can get out of bed, I pull her to me “I wasn’t. But it is who you are.”

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