Page 26 of A Heart So Savage

“I’m waiting, lamb.”

“Yes,sir. I understand!” The words tumbled out in such a needy cry that Ava bit her bottom lip in anguish.

Kingston’s smile was one of delight. It was the Devil’s smile. It came out whenever he played with her. Another distressing trickle of moisture dampened the folds of her pussy.

Loosening the grip on her hair, Kingston smoothed greedy, rough hands over the rounded globes of her bottom. “Pick up that phone, Ava.”

A sense of doom unfurled along her nerves. “Why?”

“Because you are going to call yourboyfriend,”he growled, “and personally assure him of your safety.”

ChapterTen

The stars align

And the world tilts on its atlas.

Ava gavehim a look that was nothing short of panic-stricken. Her eyes were already that bright emerald green he recognized when she was aroused, but now apprehension danced in her gaze.

“Call him?” she repeated.

“Yes. Call him, and no matter what I do, you will continue the conversation until I say otherwise.”

Her hand shook as she picked up the phone. For a long moment, she simply stared at it then closed her eyes.

“I can’t. Please don’t make me, Kingston. I don’t know what I would even say to him. Drake was never someone I was serious about. Regardless of what you think.”

Kingston ran a firm hand down the middle of her back, tracing the line of her delicate spine. “What I think is that you will do what I tell you. If you don’t, I’ll call him myself so he can hear every filthy thing I’m doing to you. And how much you enjoy it.”

Ava made a little noise in the back of her throat, her mouth tight with that humiliating possibility. But she obeyed, scrolling through the few contacts with shaky hands until she found Drake Cornerstone’s name. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the button.

“Put him on speaker, Ava. Place the phone on the counter and get your ass back into position.”

The sound of the phone ringing filled the room as Ava arched her back. Using his feet, Kingston kicked hers apart as she sucked in a shocked gasp.

On the third ring, a man’s voice boomed through the phone’s speaker. “Ava? Ava, is that you, sweetheart?”

“Yes, Drake. It’s me.”

Kingston went down to his knees behind Ava, gripping her hips with both hands, and pulling until her delectable ass was in front of his face. He palmed those perfect globes, squeezing and admiring the imprint of his fingertips while she whimpered in distressed arousal.

“Are you okay? Where are you? Good God, I’ve been worried sick,” Drake spoke in rapid-fire fashion. “We’ve been trying like hell to get you back home.”

“I’m okay,” Ava responded in a high, wobbly voice. “Really, I am—Oh!”

Her words stuttered into a breathless squeal when Kingston pressed an open-mouth kiss to her pussy, his tongue darting into the sweet wetness. The instant she tried jolting away from him, he growled and jerked her back into place. He began devouring her in earnest, his mouth a pervasive entity that would not cease until he succeeded in wringing an orgasm from her.

And he wanted DrakeFuckingCornerstone to hear every second of it.

“Tell me where you are, Ava. I’ll come get you,” Drake swore vehemently. “I’ll bring the FBI. Every state and local policeman I can get hold of. Just let me come get you.”

“I’m fine, Drake. Stop pretending you don’t already know where I am. And who I’m with.” Ava panted softly, gripping the edge of the sink with such force, Kingston thought she might snap her own fingers in half. “Oh, God.I am safe, and y-you can stop worrying about me. Stop sending people to bring me back.” Her back arched into a perfect half-moon as she rocked back against Kingston’s mouth. “I, uh, don’t need you to come get me.”

“Your brother won’t stand for that. Besides, you can’t possibly be thinking of staying with Kingston Winter. Fuck, Ava. The man is a certifiable psychopath. A criminal, even if no one’s ever managed pinning a charge to him. Come home and we’ll forget all about this. Carson says we can work things out between us. Goddamn, I miss you. I was an idiot for letting you get away from me.”

Kingston paused in his pleasurable task and nipped the inside of Ava’s thigh. A reminder she should continue talking until he decided conversation was no longer necessary.

She yelped, then moaned when Kingston resumed slowly teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue. He groaned, too. Because she smelled like honeysuckles and tasted like peaches. And this obsession with Ava Bella Blue would be his downfall.

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