Page 563 of Savage Bosses

My eyes captured his as I did exactly what he asked of me. Once they were nice and wet, he smiled at me. “Good girl.”

Fuck, if that didn’t make me want to please him even more. Usually, I didn’t like being called cute little pet names in bed. Yet when King did it, that shit felt right.

As he stroked inside me, he placed two fingers on my clit, sliding the digits against the hardened, slick bundle of nerves. The high-pitched sounds that released from my throat and the tightening of my sex around his dick signaled that I was about to orgasm. Again.

He raised my thigh higher and sped up the pace. “Come on, Nyla. Give it to me. I can feel your body squeezing me so tight. Come on this dick!” King let go of my leg and lowered his head, his lips claiming mine.

When he lifted his head, he braced both hands on the bed beside my body. “That’s what the fuck I’m talking about. You fucking belong to me. Mine.” The bed slammed against the wall with each thrust, but he never stopped. Hell, I didn’t want him to. My juices soaked us both. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. My nails clawed at his waist as we both chased after heaven.

“I’m about to cum, baby. Gonna fill you up. Fuck, gonna give you everything.”

Clearly, I was crazy about this man because those were the sweetest words I’d ever heard.

His hands lifted to grip the headboard, and his thrusts became deeper. His eyes never left mine. “You can’t leave me.”

“I won’t leave you.” What the fuck else was I going to say? Because I didn’t want to leave him. Right here, by his side, was where I belonged. I’d worry about the other stuff later. Tonight was too damn good.

King’s body stiffened. “Yes. Fuck. Right there,” he hissed.

I could feel his release coat my insides as my orgasm surged through me, my pussy clamping down hard on him.

Moments later, as we lay in bed, our bodies glistened with sweat and bodily fluids. If I could, I would stay right here beside him. I could live in this moment, making love with King for days, and no one else could come between us. In all honesty, I don’t think I could let him go. I know I planned to walk away from him and never look back, but what would that get me?

Loneliness?

But after five years, was I putting myself in a situation where I was set up to fail? Could he really give me what I needed? Or was tonight my one chance?

“Baby, stop thinking so hard.”

My hand stopped making circles in the deep brown hair on his chest. “How do you know I’m thinking?”

“I can feel it. You don’t think I’m tuned into your moods. You’re wondering if tonight was all we have. You’re asking yourself if this was a fluke. If you should get your clothes on now, cut your losses, and leave. Tell me I’m lying.”

Well, how the hell did he read my mind like that?

“N-No. I’m not thinking that.” Yeah, that was a damn lie, because I was totally thinking that.

He laughed before shifting his hand to my chin. I admired his handsome features as he lifted my face to his. It felt as if I were on top of the world. Nothing could be better than this for me. Lying in King’s arms.

“What did I tell you earlier? I want you to remember my words.”

I wasn’t ready for the conversation that was coming, so I pressed my hands against his body and tried to get him to leave the bed. He wouldn’t budge.

“No running, Nyla.” In one quick motion, he rolled our bodies, placing me underneath him.

His flaccid cock pressed against my thigh, and all my traitorous body could do was try to get closer. “I’m not running.”

“Stop trying to distract me with that delicious pussy. Tell me what I said to you earlier.”

“You said I belonged to you, and you belonged to me.”

He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. “That’s right, sweetheart. That’s not going to change. Now that I’ve had you, I’m done with the bullshit. Now, let’s go take a shower because I’m not done with you. I need you at least two more times tonight.” King rose from the bed, and I observed his naked form as he walked toward the bathroom. It was a sight to see.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Was this what being dickmatized felt like? Because, goddamn, I was happy to be here.

“You have five seconds to get your ass outta that bed and over here. Don’t make me come get you, Nyla.”

The joy that came over me could not be denied. “And what if I don’t?” I teased.

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