Page 26 of Filthy Savage

He forces them into my mouth, and my eyes hold his as I suck them.

“Good girl,” he hisses, grinding his teeth. “I know I shouldn’t…” His forehead meets my own, his ragged breath hitting my lips. “But I’m too far gone to stop now.”

“Then don’t.”

He bows back, eyes holding me hostage, like they don’t want to let go. Before I think he’ll change his mind and leave me here, he smashes his lips to mine.

He groans like he’s lost to this. Our hands are everywhere. His tangled in my hair. Mine trying to untuck his shirt so I can feel his skin.

My God, I finally understand what lust truly means. Because this? This is magical.

I kiss him back, not knowing if I’m even doing it right. Trying not to think about that.

My heart beats heavily in my chest, ready to rip right out. This is too good. The way his tongue forces its way into me, the way he sucks my bottom lip, giving it a little bite. This kiss is like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

When the elevator dings, he slowly moves back, hands grasping each side of my face, eyes swimming with yearning.

“Let’s go.” He drags me out.

And with my pulse thundering, I follow him, unable to wait another moment for this to finally happen.

CHAPTER 7

FIONN

Pushingher up against the outside of my hotel door, I clasp the side of her throat and drown in her wild eyes, filled with the same need coursing through me.

That kiss…shit. I don’t think there’s ever been a woman who made me want to kiss her that badly before.

Now, all I want is to do it again.

And again…

Want her in my bed. In my car. On the motherfucking floor.

But I’d be taking advantage. We both know that.

Would it make me a bigger asshole to fuck her now, or to make her wait for it until I know she’s over that prick?

“Emily…” I drop my forehead to hers, exhaling a harsh breath.

She scoffs. “Are you serious right now?” Angrily, she pushes at my chest with both palms, glaring at me with hurt in her gorgeous features. “I can’t believe I thought you actually liked me.”

“Fuck, babe, I do. But?—”

“No.” She slides away from me, and I let her go.

Holding out a hand, she stops me from moving forward, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. “Save it. I’m going to my room. I don’t want to hear anything else. Goodnight, Fionn.”

This right here breaks my heart. But maybe it’s for the best.

She doesn’t belong in my world anyway. Too sweet and good. All the things that I’m not. It’s better to let her go now before things go further.

She starts for her room, giving me one last broken look, and I’m close to stopping her.

But I don’t.

Once her door is shut, I mutter a curse and head into my own, my fist flying straight for the wall, but I barely feel the pain. Bet she’s over there crying, thinking I didn’t find her attractive or some messed-up shit like that.

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