Page 65 of Savage

“Is that a problem for you, Cooper?”

“No.” I swallowed and tried to calm my breathing. “I just want to see you first.”

With a smirk, he undid and slipped off his tie.

“You’re a bossy little fuck when you’re feeling desperate.” He took both my wrists, looped the tie around them, and tied it into a complex knot. “In case you get the urge to touch and not take what I give you.”

Then he stepped back and undid the buttons of his shirt, and I didn’t even try to escape. It amped everything up and put me totally under Lachlan’s control.

God, this was becoming a pattern with me.

I stared as he revealed his body for me, and one thing became clear: Lachlan Stone was breathtaking.

He’d always filled out a suit perfectly, but it was hiding a powerfully built physique. Strong shoulders and arms that had lifted me up over his shoulder far too easily, muscular thighs and calves dusted with dark hair. My eyes zeroed in on his cock, so long and thick I could remember the way it felt in my mouth.

I wanted to lick and suck and touch every inch of him and hoped I’d get the chance, because right now wasn’t the time. I wasn’t going to last long.

Like it had a mind of its own, my erection twitched, pre-cum dripping down. I reached down with my bound hands and pinched the head, trying to get it under some control.

“Uh uh,” Lachlan said, pushing my hands up over my head. He leaned in close, brushing his mouth over mine and causing another shiver of anticipation. “This is why I had to tie you up. Already grabbing things you shouldn’t.”

“My apologies,” I said, but I was grinning, ready for his punishment. A slap on the ass, maybe. But Lachlan bent down to lick my slit, and my breath left my body.

His tongue was gone too soon, and I thrust my hips forward, hoping to get more, but he straightened and pushed two of his fingers into my mouth. “Suck me.”

I did as I was told, getting them nice and wet and praying they were about to go where I was hoping.

He pulled them free and flipped me around, my cheek meeting the door and my arms up over my head.

Lachlan’s drenched fingers entered me, stretching me apart and lighting me on fire. The burn didn’t last long, my arousal overriding the bite of pain.

And judging by the way I’d choked on his cock last night, I was going to need the prep.

“I’m ready,” I said, my voice strained. “Please, Lachlan.”

His fingers stilled inside me. “Please, Lachlan, what?”

“Please fuck me.”

For a moment, he was gone, his fingers no longer filling my channel. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him roll a condom on and squeeze a packet of lube over it.

Then he spread my cheeks open and guided his dick to my entrance. I barely had time to breathe out before he shoved himself inside. Nothing soft and gentle—rough, exactly the way I wanted it.

He rocked against my ass, pushing in deeper and deeper, inch by glorious inch, until his chest was plastered against my back.

Oh God.He was so far inside me that I couldn’t tell where he ended and I began, and for a few heartbeats, he didn’t move, just held still and dropped his mouth to my neck and sucked on the skin.

But then he began to move, pulling out to the tip only to drive back inside, again and again, each time faster. He reached up to my bound hands to brace me while he wrapped a slick fist around my cock. Matching the pace of his hips, he jerked me off, expertly keeping me right on the edge.

I rested my head against my bicep and closed my eyes, getting lost in the way he fucked me. The way he held me there, arms up over my head and restrained at my wrists.

My eyes flew open as the shock of déjà vu rolled through me.

But as quickly as it came, it disappeared, and so did Lachlan’s hold on every part of me. He turned me back to face him, hitched me up his body so that I had to wrap my legs around him to hold on, and then kissed me.

We were moving, but with his cock deep inside me and his tongue tangling with mine, I didn’t care where we were going.

I clenched my ass tight around him, and he moaned in my mouth, a satisfying sound that had me doing it again.“Fuck, Cooper.” Then he changed direction suddenly and planted my ass on something cold.

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