Page 35 of Savage Cravings

Something about that didn’t sit right with me, and it was taking everything in me not to get up and go after her. Hold her close to me, so every other fucker in this fucking restaurant who had dared to look at her knew she belonged to me.

I didn’t do any of that.

I stayed where I was seated, like a good boy.

I should get a fucking medal for the restraint I was showing.

Hell, Maverick would be proud if he knew?—

Movement caught my attention, and I looked up to see the redhead was still standing there, glaring at me like she really wanted to kill me.

Get in line, sweetheart.

I didn’t know why the fuck she was still standing here. I thought we were done.

She asked, and I said no.

“Is there anything else you need?” I asked, not bothering to keep the menace from my voice now that Mila was out of earshot.

She blinked and took a half-step back.

She muttered something unintelligible, and I raised one eyebrow before I went back to my food.

I could see her moving back to her table, where her friends tried to offer her some words of comfort.

She should count herself lucky I wasn’t interested.

My eyes automatically moved to the back, just in time to see Mila walking back with the check in her hand.

She set it down at the table with the four girls. The brunette handed Mila her card before any words were exchanged. I was sure she did it to prevent the redhead from saying anything.

“I’ll be back with your receipt,” Mila said. The tone of her voice seemed to carry throughout the busy restaurant, standing out even in such a loud environment.

Her voice surprised me—but in a good way.

It was husky and low, sounding like cigarettes and sex.

I didn’t think she smoked, but fuck if her voice wasn’t fucking addictive.

I could only imagine how she would sound calling my name after I made her come multiple times, as her tight pussy convulsed around my dick.

I shifted, trying to relieve the hard-on from the imagery.

And because I was a man who’d just found my newest obsession, I kept my gaze on her ass as she walked away.

“Fucking hell,” Killian muttered, obviously catching me.

I smiled at him. “Don’t worry, big brother. You’ll find I’m really generous with my new toy. I don’t mind sharing… but only with you and dear old Mavey here.”

I patted Maverick on his shoulder.

“Don’t call me that,” Maverick said, shrugging off my touch. “Now that you see the girl, what are you planning on doing with her?”

I took a sip of my water, not answering.

Fuck, but I knew what I wanted to do. Take her back with me to Chicago, keep her in my room… in my bed. I’d make sure she’d want for nothing.

I would worship every inch of her body, like a repentant sinner inside the holy ground of a church for the first time, only to come back and use her for my pleasure—the devil who found heaven in his hell.

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