Page 145 of Filthy Savage

But I cut her words off in a flash, flipping her beneath me and trapping her as she gives out a little yelp.

“I just meant, you know…” she flusters. “Like in the future, in case things don’t work out.”

“I swear, little rabbit…” I grasp her jaw, my teeth gnashing. “The more you talk, the more pissed I become, so how about you get those thoughts out of your head?” Grabbing the hem of her shirt, I drag it up, fingertips feathering over her perfect cunt. “Or better yet, how about I help you?”

Her nails sink into my shoulders, a moan escaping as I sink two fingers inside her, slowly dragging them out and repeating it until all that’s coming out of her pretty pink lips is my name and those sexy sounds she makes.

“You and I are forever, baby girl.” My fingers curl, my movements hard and deep, reminding her that she’s mine. “We’ll always work out.”

Before she can say any more to piss me off, I capture her lips with mine, my other hand wrapping around her throat as I control the pace of this kiss, my tongue slipping into her warmth, her nails scoring my back.

My hips arch between her willing thighs, and it’s all I can think about. Need her pleading and begging and tied up.

Would she be willing? Or would she refuse?

There’s only one way to find out.

As I drag myself back, she stares at me breathlessly, cheeks flushed, lips pinker and swelled from the brutal kiss.

“Stay right here like a good girl.” My knuckles brush over her chin.

“Where are you going?” Her voice is a whispered breath.

“You’ll see.”

She runs her fingers through my hair, and my eyes instantly close, enjoying the sensation every time she touches me.

Rising to my feet, I head for the closet, reaching up to the top shelf to grab the things I bought the other day. Removing a large black briefcase, I place it on the foot of the bed, watching her watch me as I open it.

She sits up straighter. “What’s in there?”

A short laugh escapes as I remove multiple bundles of thick black cotton rope and a bottle of rose oil, and her vision instantly widens.

“What do you do with that?”

Grabbing one bundle, I roll it up her thigh, and a heavy, sensual sigh escapes her.

“Gonna take my time tying you up, then force you to forget everything you just said to me.”

Her thighs press into one another, and I know she already likes the idea. She may be nervous, but she’s also curious.

“Isn’t that dangerous?” Her teeth nip at her bottom lip.

“It can be. If not done right.” I remove a pair of shears from my kit, and she sucks in a breath. “These will keep you safe.”

“So you’re not also planning to use scissors on me?” Relief washes over her face, and I let out a chuckle.

“Shit, babe. You’ve got a kink I don’t know about?”

She titters nervously. “Definitely not that one.”

“Not that one? Meaning there are others?”

She shrugs, her cheeks turning crimson.

I definitely plan to have a full discussion about all the things she likes. Just not now.

Removing something else from the briefcase, I place it on the bed, and her lips part.

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