Page 91 of His Reluctant Savior

Sid punched his hardening cock against my ass. “Too. Fucking. Long,” he growled in my ear, sending waves of chills across my needy skin.

I swallowed hard from the arousal, anticipation, and a little bit of fear. Sid could be intense. Still, I pushed his buttons further. “Idareyou.”

I wouldn’t have pushed this burning heat between us had Owen been home. He was hanging out with Luca and Dante to give Sid and me some alone time.

In two swift movements, he had his fingers wrapped around the bands of my underwear and joggers and tugged them down to my knees.

His strong fingers kneaded my flesh almost painfully before spreading my cheeks apart. “Damn, I can’t wait to get inside you. And thank fuck we got tested. No more condoms. I’m going to feel your smooth heat as I was meant to.”

Those long fingers of his dragged up my back, underneath my Henley, and shoved the fabric over my shoulders, where he bit the exposed skin.

I hissed. “Ouch.”

“You love it…”

I really did, and my cock was on board with the way it swelled underneath me.

Sid tugged my shirt over my head, and I removed it the rest of the way as he pulled off the rest of my clothes. His hands roved all over my legs, ass, and back.

“God, I missed this body,” he said.

“It’s only been a few weeks.”

“It may as well have been a few years.”

I rolled my eyes before he playfully smacked my ass.

“Turn over,” he ordered.

I lay on my back as he stood, pulling off his jeans and underwear, and then tossing his shirt over his head, everything landing in a heap on the floor. His ab muscles rippled and his pecs flexed. Shit, I missed his body, too.

“You like what you see, Boy Scout?”

I snorted a laugh. “Ego much?”

His smile was wide. “It’s better than how it used to be.”

I frowned at that. “You’re right. I’m sorry… I was only teasing.”

“Shut up. So am I,” he said, hovering over me and smothering my mouth in a deep kiss full of owning tongue.

When he pulled away, he straddled high over my body and leaned down, his cock dangling and twitching over my face. The head was flushed red, smooth, and glistening, and the veins were thick with promises of a good time. His body heat flushed my face even more.

I opened my mouth and ran my tongue along the underside of his length, then curled it around the head.

“Yes… Suck me,” he rasped.

I placed my hands on his thick thighs made of steel and opened my mouth wider. He slid his cock in slowly, watching my every reaction with intense and intent denim eyes.

Sid rolled his hips slowly, careful not to choke me, but still, my mouth was stretched, and I could only take him so far.

“Look at you take me, babe. God, I love watching you swallow me down. Do you know how many times I imagined this after leaving Vienna? It was all I had left of you… only fantasies. Now, here we are, like fucking fate.”

I grunted around him as my eyes watered, trying to breathe through the stretch and aching jaw.

“Shit,” he hissed, suddenly pulling out. “Not ready yet.”

He swallowed my gasp in a kiss, sucking on my swollen lips before pulling away.

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