Page 491 of Savage Bosses

Deja felt his hardness against her stomach. She was so wet.

He placed a finger inside her and moaned. “Fuck…,” he growled loudly. “You are ready for me,” he said as he removed his finger and placed it in his mouth, sucking all of her juices off it. “You taste so good.”

Deja felt his tongue once again on her intimate lips. She shivered as his tongue ran along the length of her heat. He stuck it in her heat and her body began to shake as the amazing wave ripple through her body as she screamed his name.

Stephen’s dick was so hard it throbbed with need. He quickly grabbed the condom and rolled it up her erection before he climbed between her legs and began to kiss her again.

The taste of her juices on his lips caused her to moan in his mouth.

He plunged deep inside her, filling her completely. Her back arched as her eyes rolled in the back of her head.

Stephen growled as he stilled himself. He savored the feeling of being inside her for the first time. Her pussy was so wet as it surrounded his dick like a warm blanket, giving him the secure feeling, he didn’t know he needed.

He started stroking her slowly.

“Deja,” he said softly, prompting her to open her eyes. “You are mine and I won’t share. Do you understand?”

She looked at him, confused by his words.

“Deja, you are mine. No more dates with anyone.” Stephan said as he thrust with every word. He continued to stroke her slowly as he leaned in and kissed her. Her pussy began to pulsate around him, and he knew she was close again. He began to move faster, each thrust feeling deeper.

She began to scream again. “Yes baby…, Stephen, I’m coming…” she said as her heat clinched tightly around him. Her tightness around him caused him to explode deep inside her, “Shit Deja,” he said as he plunged inside her again releasing the last amount of his juices into the thin latex that separated them. He quickly removed the condom and placed it in the small wastebasket. He laid back down and instantly pulled her into his chest.

She didn’t want to think about anything but being there in Stephen’s arms. He pulled her closer as they lay in darkness that was only penetrated by the soft glow of the moonlight. He kissed the back of her neck. “I love you,” he whispered into her ear as she slept. He wanted to stay there forever, feeling her warm body next to him as he dozed off.

Deja woke up and felt a hand around her body. She blinked a few times, momentarily disoriented by the unfamiliar warmth of another body next to her. Then the memories of last night came flooding back - Stephen's lips trailing kisses down her neck, his hands exploring every inch of her skin, their passion fully unleashed after months of tension.

She turned to see him still sleeping soundly beside her, his muscular arm draped loosely over her waist. Her heart swelled as she recalled the way he looked at her, his ice blue eyes burning with desire and something deeper — love.

After months of resentment and mistrust, they had bridged the gap between them in a single night of ecstasy.

Deja never got tired of looking at him. She studied the angles of his face, relaxed in sleep. The enormity of it hit her - this wasn't just physical attraction that had erupted between them. She knew feelings for Stephen had shifted. The man she once hated had become someone she couldn't imagine living without.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice Stephen stirring awake. He pulled her against him, nuzzling into her messy hair.

Stephen ran his hand along her dark, beautiful bare skin. He began to trace lazy circles on her arm. Memories of the previous night came rushing back - their heated kisses, desperate touches, the way he had worshipped every inch of her body. She had never felt so desired, so cherished.

“Morning,” he murmured. His voice was gravelly. The sound of his voice made. made her skin tingle.

She tilted her head up to look at him. “Hey.”

His thumb gently stroked her cheek. “How are you feeling?”

Leaning into his touch. Deja smiled. “A little sore, but very happy.”

He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Me too.”

They stayed like that for a long moment, foreheads touching, breathing each other in. Both realizing that this was so much more than either of them could have predicted. Looking into his eyes now, she saw a tenderness that took her breath away. This was no longer the cruel, arrogant man who had tormented her for so long. He had allowed himself to be vulnerable, exposing his heart in a way she never could have imagined. And she had opened herself to him in return, letting go of her anger to make room for this profound connection.

Stephen was the first to break the connection. I’m going to shower and make you some breakfast. “You have to keep up your strength because I have plans for you this evening.” He said with a devilish smirk. As he smacked her ass before getting out of the bed.

Deja watch as he walked to the bathroom. His broad shoulders and tight ass were making her wet again. She took a deep breath. She looked between her legs. “Calm down, you’re barely recovered from last night,” she said to her kitty before flopping back down on the bed.

After showering and getting dressed, Deja walked towards the kitchen and could smell the delicious food.

Stephen couldn’t stop the smile that appeared on his face. “I hope you’re hungry,” he murmured, leaning in to brush his lips against hers.

“Wow, you really made your way around my kitchen.” She sighed as she leaned and kissed him again. “I didn't think it was possible to be this happy,” she whispered.

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