Page 33 of Filthy Savage

My gaze rakes down her body, drinking her in like bourbon. “My goddess. You’re damn perfect, you know that?”

She swallows thickly, lying there like a queen.

My queen.

“If you were my girl, I’d have you walking around naked for me every minute of the day, just so I could bend you over and fuck you whenever I wanted.”

Sliding a hand under her, I grab a fistful of her ass, so damn round, I wanna bury my face in it too. Rising to my feet, I grab my shirt, tearing it in half.

“You ready?”

With a shaky breath, she nods.

Taking both of her hands, I sit her up and tie her wrists behind her back. “How does that feel?”

“Okay,” she murmurs.

I settle behind her, pulling her back up to my chest, widening her legs while my fingers rake the insides of her thighs.

“If you don’t like something,” I whisper into her ear, “and want me to stop, you’ll use a safe word. What do you want it to be?”

“Uh…cranberry?”

I let out a hoarse chuckle, my cock jerking against her ass. “Okay, cranberry it is.”

If she likes this, there’s a chance she’ll enjoy the rope too.

Probably getting ahead of myself.

My hands fall to her full hips, massaging her flesh as she quivers.

“What’s your name? Your full name.”

“Why?” she breathes, momentary fear slinking in her tone.

“Because…” My fingers slide between her thighs, feathering over her warm flesh. “Once I fuck you, I’m not gonna wanna stop, so I’d like to know the name of the woman I can’t stop thinking about.”

I sink a single finger inside her, and she moans, her head falling against my shoulder, breaths rolling out of her in succession as I watch myself touch her.

Two fingers slide in and out slowly. “Think I can tease the information out of you?”

“Oh God! Probably,” she cries as I pinch her clit a little. “My—my name is Emily Daniels.”

Emily Quinn sounds so much better.

Don’t know what the hell I’m thinking, but I can’t get this woman out of my damn head.

She circles that ass over my dick, and I fist her hair, grinding my teeth as I pummel deeper, the noise of her soaked pussy twining with her moans.

“Yes, yes, oh God, Fionn!” Her cries morph into gasps, the walls of her tight cunt sucking me in, and I know she’s about to come.

I pump into her faster, swirling my finger around her clit until her entire body spasms and she’s screaming for me.

“Yes! Fionn!”

My pace increases, wanting every damn drop.

“Such a good girl, coming for me so good.” I yank her hair tighter, kissing just under her ear as her release completely takes over, body quivering, eyes pinning shut. “That’s it, keep coming for me.”

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