Page 39 of A Heart So Savage

“Be still. Let me touch you.” His admonishment whispered against her ear as he skimmed the soft skin of her pussy with a callused index finger. “I know you don’t hate this as much as you let on. You’re soaking wet for me, baby.” With deliberate intent, he teased her opening, dipping in shallow exploration while gliding the pad of his forefinger over the tiny bud of her clit.

“Kingston…”

His name passed Ava’s lips in a breathy sigh. The tension in her body eased as he continued softly petting her.

“Do you know what edging is, Ava?” He eased a single finger inside her, waiting for her response. When it did not come, he added a second digit. She was so goddamn tight. Again, he wondered if she was sore from how ruthlessly he’d fucked her the day before.

“Answer me. Do you know what edging is?” Pumping his fingers in a shallow motion, his thumb insistently rubbed the tiny button of nerves.

“N-no,” she stuttered, her breath coming in gasps. Her legs helplessly fell further apart, granting him easier access. When her head dropped lower, it was not in submission but something that reeked of defeat.

Kingston hated it.

He would have her fear. Her submission. But damned if he could accept abject surrender.

Pressing deeper, his fingers twisted until they found that perfect spot. The one that made her breath catch and her hips twitch in agonized delight.

“Please…” Ava breathed in despair. “I need you.”

“There’s my bad girl,” Kingston crooned, giving her what she wanted, what she begged for. “You might be sore from my cock, but you still want this. Want me to make you come. As much as you hate me, you still wantthis,don’t you?”

“Yes. Yes.” Ava writhed on his lap, her fingers clenching and unclenching in unison with his own as they moved inside her.

“Beg me.”

She let out a little sob of disbelief, her hips rocking with the motion of his fingers. “Please, Kingston. Damn you. Please…let me come.”

“I’m going to explain some things to you, Ava. I want you to listen very carefully since you are so very innocent when it comes to these matters. Edging is when I take you to the very cliff and leave you there. You won’t fall over unless I let you fall over,” Kingston hissed because although that was his intention, he wasn’t positive he could follow through with the threat. Especially when her warm pussy constricted so delightfully around his fingers and the sweet sounds of her reluctant arousal echoed in the room. He wanted to shove himself inside her perfect, wet cunt and feel her come all over his cock.

But he wouldn’t. This was meant to be a punishment. Not a reward for bad behavior.

The three-tone alarm signaling the jet’s imminent landing made Kingston’s decision easier. Withdrawing his fingers from her pussy, he ripped the thong off her body with relative ease. The scrap of silk was tucked into the interior pocket of his coat while she desperately gulped in air.

“I expect full access to your body, Ava, as detailed in our contract. Don’t disobey me again.” Sitting her upright, he maneuvered her until she sat in his lap like a dazed marionette doll. Her face was flushed from the blood rushing to her head while hanging upside down, those full, gorgeous lips parted in surprise. Green eyes simmered with lust, and her body trembled with the sensations he’d deliberately provoked and now abandoned.

When he allowed her to stand, he saw evidence of her arousal had stained his thigh. The small circular patch of dampness made his cock thicken with impatient need and her cheeks turn even brighter pink with shame. It only made him more desperate to be inside her wet heat. Any resolve to remain distant and aloof evaporated every time the bewitching scent of honeysuckle hit his nose.

Still gripping her wrists, his hold tightened in warning when Ava tried jerking free. “You won’t come until I allow it,” he explained again, his gaze boring into hers. “IfI allow it. Now, let’s get you back in your seat. We’ll be landing shortly.”

“Wait.” With her bottom lip tugged between her teeth, Ava looked adorably confused and flustered. “You mean you aren’t going to…you know…”

“Fuck you until you’re screaming for me?” Kingston grinned. “No, but I will drive you to that point several times tonight. Until you are mindless with the need to come. Begging for it. And you’ll be left unsatisfied unless I decide otherwise.”

“Edging.” Anger flashed across her delicate features as the meaning of the word finally sunk in.

“Your punishment.” Brushing a soft kiss across her mouth, he laughed. “You’re a quick learner, Ava. And I’m the lucky man who will teach you a much-needed lesson.”

ChapterFifteen

Heaven and Hell

Crashing together.

Unavoidable.

Stars colliding.

Ava slumpedagainst the limo’s cool leather seat. No doubt her ass was sore from that well-deserved spanking on the jet. But he ached, too, so who truly suffered the aftermath of the imposed punishment?

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