Page 81 of Savage Promises

I slip my hands inside and his skin feels like velvet with only a soft dusting of hair. He’s so warm it’s insane. Every ridge of abs quivers under my fingers.

“Touch my cock, Lennox.” He breathes harshly. “Feel how much I want you.”

Shaking, I reach for his waistband and open his pants. The button pops with a sigh. I reach inside and Shane groans like he’s never been touched.

“Fuck,” he mutters, pushing his forehead against mine.

His cock is long and thick, the shape outlined in his briefs. Unfurled, it falls heavily into my palms. Both! I need two hands to stroke him.

“Jesus, that’s so good.” He grips my chin. “I need to make you come with my mouth first. This is already going too fast for me.”

He lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. Kissing my neck, he lays me on his bed, and I sink into the top cover. The plushness is a hint of what heaven must feel like.

Shane pulls his covers down, holding me by the waist with one hand until I’m spread out on silky sheets. “God, you’re beautiful. The most goddamn beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Or had in my bed.”

I swallow. “Have you slept with anyone in this bed?”

“No,” he answers quickly. “This isourhouse. I will only fuck my wife here.”

“Shane... Is this forever?” I ask before I can stop myself.

“Of course it is.” He kisses me. “Don’t you want that?”

Forever is such a bizarre concept. Throw in the mafia world element and forever can be cut short tomorrow. “I want to be happy. I want to make you happy.”

“I already am.” Shane fingers one of my hard erect nipples, his blue eyes sparkling in the light coming in from the window. “And I know what to do to make you happy.”

His hungry gaze tracks a path right to the center of my universe. My skin flames with heat at the idea of Shane Quinlan’s face between my legs. Heat floods my core so hot, so fast, white haze clouds my vision. Shane kisses down my body, his mouth driving me crazy.

“Are you wet for me, baby?” he growls, licking his full lips.

Tightening my thighs, I feel how wet I am, how my arousal drips down into my ass. “Uh-huh.”

Propped up on his elbow, Shane’s hand finds my center.

“Open for me. Show me what’s mine. Show me what I nearly started a war for.” With the help of his nudging hand, I spread my legs for him to see all of me. “Christ, that is the most gorgeous cunt I’ve ever seen.”

Thanks to a fresh wax.

His wicked and sinful tongue explores down to my tummy. I hold my breath when he keeps going and stops to tease the top of my slit.

When his warm breath fans across my wet flesh, I release an audible whimper and I arch off the bed.

Shane cups the back of my thighs. “Hold still. That’smy good girl.” He presses an open mouth kiss to my slit. “Your scent is goddamn incredible. My cock is throbbing for you. All from one taste.”

He teases me with another soft kiss to my wet center and inhales my scent.

“Eating your pussy will claim you as mine. Your orgasm is a reminder of who you belong to. And whenever I say lift your skirt, you give yourself to me, do you understand?”

“Yes,” I whimper as molten heat shoots right to my core.

“So fucking pink and perfect. This slit is teasing me.” His warm tongue probes my opening, the flat part hitting my clit.

“Shane!” I cry out, pleasure shooting through my veins.

“Jesus, you taste fucking delicious.” His tongue teases the inside of me, lapping my juices and growling like a man possessed.

Shane concentrates on licking and sucking my wet, sensitive flesh. That savage tongue strokes my swollen clit in a repeated motion that has the room spinning. My eyes roll back in my head as I tilt my hips and scratch at his scalp. Shane has the hottest, most incredible mouth, lips, and tongue. After yet another deft lick of my center, my heart crashes against my chest.

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