Page 60 of Make Your Save

I stare at her for a moment, watching the emotion sweeping over her expression before I extend my arms, reaching for her. I know I can never ask her to stay. I can never ask her to give up the things she has planned in her life to play house with Lucy and me.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t take advantage of every moment I have with her.

“Come here,” I murmur, finding her wrists as I pull her over to me. She doesn’t object nor hesitate as she settles down on the couch beside me, her body flush against my side. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close as I take a second to breathe in the scent of her. “You can see her whenever you want. Just because you’re moving on and living your life, it doesn’t mean you can never see her again.”

“I know,” she mumbles against my chest, her arm tightening around my torso. She shifts against my side, her leg hiking up just enough that I can feel the heat radiating from her center. “I just hate thinking about it and the closer we get to me having to leave, the more it keeps invading my thoughts.”

I can’t ignore the way the blood rushes straight to my cock. She’s been driving me insane for the past couple months and having her this close has me feeling like I’m going to combust. Loosening my arms aroundher, I begin to trail my fingers along her back, feeling the soft silk beneath my touch. She inhales sharply, her chest pressing against me as she instinctively presses against me.

“You need something to distract you,” I suggest, my voice hoarse as I feel the warmth of her body seeping into me. My fingers travel over the skin on her bare arms, the goosebumps erupting across her flesh. In the back of my mind, a million reasons why I shouldn’t be doing this knock against my skull.

She’s my brother’s ex. She’s leaving soon. She deserves someone who can give her more than I ever could.

“Is that what you think?” she murmurs, her arm releasing my torso as she places her hand along my collarbone. She begins to move her fingers, trailing them across my chest and down my abdomen. Her touch burns through the thin cotton material of my shirt and I resist the urge to flip her onto her back. “What do you think would be a good distraction?”

My cock down your throat.

“Whatever you want, Hadley,” I groan as her fingers brush along the skin above the waistband of my sweatpants. “All you have to do is tell me and it’s yours.”

She lifts her head, her eyes finding me, almost as if she’s trying to decide what she wants to do. She surprises me, lifting her leg as she pushes off the couch. I immediately notice her absence, missing her warmth, but then she throws her leg over my body, her shorts riding farther up her thighs as she straddles my lap.

Both of her hands land on my chest, her eyessearching my expression as her hair cascades around the sides of her face. Fuck, she’s so hot like this. My hands find her hips and I pull her down onto me until she’s sitting directly on top of my erection.

“Come here,” I growl, one hand snaking up around the nape of her neck, my body lifting as I pull her face down to me. “I changed my mind,” I breathe, my lips brushing against hers. “I don’t want you to ask. I want you to take whatever the fuck you want from me.”

She stares at me for two heartbeats. Her lips part as if she’s going to say something, but it’s almost as if at the last second, she changes her mind. Her mouth crashes into mine with an intensity that knocks the air from my lungs, sending a jolt of electricity directly to my core.

Her lips are soft yet unforgiving as she kisses me with a fervent need, wanting to take everything I have to give. And fuck me, she can have it all. My mouth melts into hers, taking just as much as I give, my tongue pushing past her lips, past her teeth, to tangle with her own.

She steals the air from my lungs, draining every molecule of oxygen. I drink her in, tasting the wine from earlier in the evening on her tongue. Her hands slide into my hair, her body moving against me as she pushes down, grinding against my rock-hard cock. With one hand gripping the back of her neck, I hold her in place, the urgency behind our kiss tightening my grip on her hip.

Hadley abruptly breaks apart, a ragged breath escaping her as she stares down at me. Her hands leavemy hair and she pulls me up, just enough for her to start to lift my shirt up my abdomen. I take over, grabbing the material, stripping it away from my body before tossing it onto the floor beside the couch.

“You too,” I moan as she shifts her hips, the friction sending a shock wave to my balls. I reach for the top button of her silk pajama top. The first one slides through with ease and the second one proves to be more challenging. Hadley’s hands begin to trace the curves and the planes of my chest and abdomen as I fight against the buttons of her top.

“Do you want me to get it?” she breathes, rolling her hips once more.

Shaking my head at her, I struggle with the third button before doing it a different way. “Fuck this,” I growl, grabbing the material in both hands before giving it a vicious tear. The buttons pop, flying in every direction as I rip her shirt open. She inhales sharply, her eyes widening as I push her shirt over her shoulders, sliding it down her arms. “I’ll get you a new shirt.”

My eyes travel across the planes of her body, memorizing every fucking inch. Lifting my hands, I slide them beneath her breasts, cupping them in my palms as I roll her nipples between the tips of my fingers. “Goddamn, you’re so fucking sexy, Hadley.”

Her head tilts back, a moan escaping her again as her back arches, her tits almost spilling from my hands. She straightens her head, her eyes flashing to meet mine once more before she lowers her face back to me. Our lips collide and her tongue plunges into my mouth, feeling like silk. She kisses me with hasteand urgency before abruptly breaking apart once more.

My heart pounds erratically in my chest and I want to strip away every barrier. I want to feel her completely. My hands find her hips and I lift her off me, springing to my own feet. She doesn’t say a word as I step to her, slipping my hands beneath the waistband of her shorts and panties before dragging them down her thighs.

I lower myself to my knees, moving her clothing down her thighs and down to her feet so she steps out of them. My gaze slices to hers before slowly trailing down her body. “Fuck,” I murmur, my hands finding her hips once more. I lower a hand to her thigh, my eyes dropping down to her cunt in front of me, as I spread her legs.

“Throw your leg over my shoulder, baby,” I order, my fingertips digging into her flesh as my lips graze her pussy. “I want to make you come.”

She drops her left hand to my shoulder, holding on to me as she lifts her leg and does exactly as I say, giving me full access to her glistening cunt. My mouth inches closer, a moan slipping from me as I inhale her scent, dragging my tongue along her center.

Hadley’s body quivers and she arches her back. Fuck, she’s so responsive and I love it. Lifting my hand, I smack her pussy, my hand connecting with her skin with a sting.

“Oh, fuck,” she moans, her hips involuntarily moving, her nails digging into my flesh. I moan against her cunt, my tongue working over her, finding her clitas I begin to play with it. Hadley doesn’t protest and her other hand lands on the back of my head, her fingers diving through the locks of my hair as I fuck her with my mouth.

I love the way she is right now. She wants to come and I’m the man for the job. If she wants pleasure, I’ll give her pleasure. I’ll give her whatever the fuck she wants from me, no hesitation, no questions asked.

I’d spend the rest of my life on my knees for her, giving her anything she’d ask for.

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