Page 69 of Heart of a Savage
“Fuck me, Messiah!”
“Ask nicely…”
I could feel him removing his pants while he sucked my right nipple. I hated it when he made me beg. The shit pissed me off because I was the one who was always in control. However, Messiah was proving to me that I was going to relinquish that control because he had something I couldn’t resist: his dick. But I refused to beg tonight.
“Come get your juice, baby. Don’t let it spill.”
Without another word, Messiah slid inside of me, and we both sighed in relief. I knew from the first time I allowed him to have me that I was going to be in trouble. As much as I had been resisting myself having feelings for him, I had already fallen for him the second time he gave me an orgasm in my club. The way his dick stroked me as my pussy cried over it, I knew I was done for. He’d successfully gotten to my heart, but the burning question was whether he’d handle it properly.
“Messiah…” I let out breathlessly.
“Yeah, baby. Talk to me.” He lifted his head and stared into my eyes. I fought hard not to allow my emotions to get the best of me. I wanted to tell him that I wanted him... needed him. However, I couldn’t find the words to articulate this overwhelming feeling.
As if he was reading my mind, he kissed my lips and said, “Give it to me, Juice. I promise you’re safe with me.”
“I’m scared.”
“Don’t be, baby. Just say yes, and I’ll take care of the rest.”
“I-I… Oh God!” I yelped when his hips rotated, touching shit inside of me that had my legs wrapping securely around his waist. “I can’t.”
“You can. You can do all things through this dick that strengthens you.”
I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me, accompanied by a moan. “You’re an asshole.”
“Give me you, Arieana. I promise, I got you.”
“Promise?”
“I promise, my love.”
“Mmm, yes!”
“Yes?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“You’re safe with me.”
And somehow, I believed him.
Five Days Later…
It had been five days since Nice, and I had been on a high that I never imagined I’d be. While vacationing, I called my mother and told her where I was. I didn’t tell her who I was with, choosing to say I was on a mission and that I'd be back soon.
Hearing my Ring camera alert me that someone was on my property, I sauntered out of the living room to greet my guest. I opened my front door just as Messiah walked up the stairs. I was a nervous wreck and hated to feel this way.
He was meeting my mother today because she refused to not know the man who had been knocking my headboard loose sinceI met him. Since Paige had opened her big mouth, I had no choice but to make this meeting happen.
“Hey,” I greeted.
“What’s up, Juice?” he asked, grabbing two handfuls of my ass and kissing me deeply. I quickly pulled away, feeling myself getting horny.
“Please don’t call me that in front of my mom.”
“I would never. That nickname is only reserved for me.”
I shook my head and led him toward the kitchen, where Mooney had prepared a feast. Of course, I invited him to join us, since he and Paige were Messiah’s advocates, encouraging me to allow myself to like him. My mom was setting the table while Mooney placed the serving dishes on the table.
