Page 46 of Savage Promises

“I have a secret,” she whispers, her skin glowing in the lamplight.

Oh fuck.

I’m in charge of intel for Quinlan Empire and we’re about to marry into a family we never trusted, so I consider interrogating Lennox my duty.

She just challenged me. And I don’t back down. Ever.

She sits on the sofa and crooks her finger for me to come hither. Everything tense, I take a deep, steadying breath and sit next to her.

“Now, tell me your secret.” I lean back.

Instead of answering, Lennox swings one thick thigh across my lap and straddles me, landing right on my hard dick.

Jesus Christ.

Not shy, she puts her arms around my neck and lets her weight settle on the bulge in my pants. “Oh God, Shane... That feels good.”

No fucking shit...

I wrap my hands around her waist and press her further down. “What are you doing to me, Lennox?”

“What does it look like?” Her voice shockingly changes into someone I don’t recognize.

And I burn even hotter for her.

“You can’t sit on my lap half naked thrusting your tits at me,” I say boldly, nearly seeing stars from the long length of my cock nestled into the notch of her pussy.

“Why? You’re not in love with Neve,” she scoffs with a bitterness I don’t like on her. She twists the front clasp of her bra and it pops open. Lennox’s full swollen breasts fall with a weighted seductive sigh from the lace.

My God. Thisisn’thappening.

“Look at me.” I pull her chin forward. “You’re playing with fire, Lennox. I’m not a man to be trifled with like this.”

“Or what?” she purrs and starts gyrating against me. “I saw you first. I kissed you first. You’ve been engagedto her for two months. Where is she? I’m right here.”

“You are here, aren’t you, baby,” I whisper and look down at her leg. “Are you wearing the jewelry I gave you?”

It takes a moment before she remembers. With a faint smile, she taps her ankle. “Since the day you put it on me.”

“Good girl,” I growl.

“You think I’m a good girl?” Her voice goes dark.

“Actually, you’re a verybadgirl.” Who needs to be spanked. “You’re topless and grinding on your sister’s fiancé’s cock. That’s hardly the definition of a good girl.”

“If it’s too much for you, I can go down to the bar, find someone else to—”

“Don’t you dare.” In a fit of rage, both my hands cup her tits, my mouth watering at the firm fullness of them. “Don’t you even think of going near another man.”

“Then play with me, Shane.” Her fingers run through my hair, her long nails digging into my scalp.

My cock thumps, thinking how she’d claw my back in bed. She’d want it rough. She’d give me exactly what I need.

Need...

“And let you take what you need?” I circle my fingers around her erect nipples. I’m desperate to suck on them, but I content myself with pinching and tweaking her large, rosy nubs.

“It’s what I need, yes.” Her head dips back while she rubs up against me.

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