Page 8 of Recklessly In Love With A Ruthless Savage

“So are you gonna tell me how your massage was? You came in here floating like you had just had your soul snatched. Let me find out you got a happy ending,” Tyra laughed.

All I could do was drop my head in embarrassment, cheeks burning. Tyra’s loud ass cackled so hard she almost dropped a bowl.

“Bitch I know you fuckin lying. You got a happy ending?”

“No, not exactly,” I mumbled.

“So what then hoe. Spill it,” she said, getting comfortable like I was about to tell the greatest story of all time.

“Um, you remember the guy that I left the gala with?” I asked her.

“Yeah,” she said, eyes growing wide as realization hit. “Biiiitch, let me find out that fine ass nigga followed you to this resort.”

“He didn’t follow me here, but he is here,” I told her all about how I ended up in the same spa suite with Crew and how he tried to suck my soul from my body before he ordered me to be in his bed by the end of the night.

“Nova, what the fuck are you sitting here with my lonely ass for then. That man told you to be in his bed when you were done with the family. The kids are in bed where I’m about to go so what is the issue here?” She questioned me.

“I don’t want you to feel like I’m choosing dick over you and the kids.”

“Nova, you are a good mom, friend and aunty to my son. You don’t have a selfish bone in your body. You also haven’t dated since we met. It’s about time you let somebody knock the Mario coins out that ass, she giggled. Shit, if I was gay, I would have took your fine ass down a while ago. I’m not telling you to marrythe man, but you damn sure should go and have some fun,” she told me.

Tyra got up from the sofa and gave me a tight hug before going to her room for the night. She was right of course. I hadn’t tried dating anyone since moving here. I put all my energy into raising Timberly and building my career. Even though my mind was telling me to be careful. My body wanted nothing more than to submit to Crew’s every command. I rushed to my room and changed quickly into a silk sleep set complete with sexy shorts and a cami. Tamping down my nerves, I snuck into Timberly’s room, trying not to wake her as I kissed her goodnight before leaving our suite.

The ride up to the penthouse had me rethinking this, but I knew that if I backed out Crew would be true to his word and come and get me. I saw it in his eyes at the spa. He meant what he said. My nights were his and I couldn’t wait to find out how we would spend them. The elevator dinged as the doors slid open, right into a luxury penthouse, dimly lit by the soft glow of a fireplace. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the mountains beyond, the world dusted in soft, white snow.

I stepped inside and froze. Standing by the windows, shirtless, wearing only a pair of low-slung linen pajama bottoms, was Crew. Muscles like carved stone leading down to the flawless V that lead to the world's most perfect dick. Tattooed arms and a glass of dark liquor dangling from his fingers. He turned slowly, his dark eyes devouring me whole. And for the first time in a long time, I didn’t want to run.

I was once again captivated by the print of his thick dick on display as he came toward me sitting his glass down. Taking my hand, he pulled me into him, enveloping me into his warmembrace. I sucked in a breath as he buried his nose into the crook of my neck and inhaled. I loved when he did that. It’s like he was addicted to my scent.

“You always smell so fucking good ,Princess,” he said loosening the belt of my coat and pushing it off my shoulder. It fell into a heap at my feet leaving me exposed in the thin cami and shorts.

“Fuck, Princess, you look so good ,but next time I want you naked under your coat,” he said, stripping me of my clothing.

“Yes, Sir.” I moaned from the feel of his strong hands on my body.

When I was completely naked in front of him, he stepped back, committing every curvy and dimple of my body to memory like he knew he would never see me again. And he was right. I planned on making the best of this weekend and then going on about my life. With ease he lifted me off my feet and carried me effortlessly down the hall to a large bedroom with the same breathtaking views. Bypassing the huge bed in the middle of the room he walks us over to the large window, pressing my back on the cold glass. The chill caused my nipples to harden against his chest.

“I’m going to put you down, put your hands on the glass, legs spread, and ass pushed out.” he commanded, and I quickly complied.

Lookin’ over my shoulder I watched as dropped his pajama pants and moved closer to me pressing the monster between his legs against my ass. The feeling of the heat from his large body was a stark contrast to the chill of the window that pressed against my hard nipples. The chill was almost painful, but I enjoyed it. The feel of his large hands caressing the skin of my ass and hips was an electrifying experience that I couldn’t get enough of. I gasped when I felt him pressing the head of his dick to my entrance, as he ran it through my slick wetness.

“Fuck!” I screamed when he thrust deep inside me with no warning. He was so deep, hitting something inside that made me rise up on my toes from the pleasure and slight pain. Crew was fucking me like he had a point to prove. My hands slid against the glass from the force of his deep rhythmic thrusts.

“Oh my gawddd,” I moaned as he proceeded to fuck me into the glass. I could feel every inch of his dick as he pounded me from behind. His grunts and groans echoed throughout the spacious room.

“You're taking my dick so well, Princess,” he said, pressing his body onto my back to speak directly into my ear. “You’re mine, Princess. You know that right?” he asked as I mumbled unintelligible nonsense. The fear of hearing those words was nothing compared to the pleasure that Crew was giving me right now. So, against my better judgement, I pushed those feeling down and basked in the feel of him fucking me against the glass.

I pressed my hands harder against the glass and threw my ass back meeting his deep thrust. It was almost too much and not enough at the same time. The feeling of his dick rubbing against my G-Spot was sending me over the edge. And just when I thought I was about to tip over into pure bliss, Crew pulled out of me. But before I could argue I was in the air and my shoulders were around Crews’ head with my back against the cold glass.

A shiver ran through my body when he separated my lower lips with his tongue and took a long, slow lick.

“Ummm, yes, please.” I moaned, begging and throwing my head back so hard I damn near knocked myself out when it thud against the glass.

“We taste so good together, Princess. I can’t get enough of you,” he said, mumbling into my pussy.

He was eating me like he had been starving for days. His tongue swirled around my clit before plunging inside of me to taste the juices that were leaking out of me. He sucked andnibbled on my clit sending jolts of pleasure coursing through me. The pleasure was so good I tangled my fists into his hair and pulled his face as close as I could get him, damn near drowning him in my pussy as I came with a scream.

“Shit, shit,” I cried.

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