Page 62 of The CEO's Revenge

“I’m not hungry. Perhaps some water, please.”

I walked over to the refrigerator for a bottle. “How is your mother?”

“The leg cast is off now. She’s wearing an ankle brace and moving around a bit more.”

“That’s good to hear. And Benny?”

“He’s taking care of her like a mother hen with her baby chick.”

“Good. She’s in good hands then.”

I handed her the bottle of water and sat next to her, deliberately letting my thigh touch hers… and she didn’t move away. Good! I slipped my hand along the back of the couch and waited for her to speak. She twisted open the lid of the bottle, took a quick sip, and nervously licked her lips. Against my will, I felt warmth flow over me. It was an effort to restrain myself from pulling her close to me and kissing that plump mouth senseless.

She leaned forward and placed the bottle on the coffee table before turning to me. “One rainy night not too long ago you turned up on my doorstep because things did not add up for you, and you wanted an explanation. Now it’s my turn.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Oh?”

She nodded slowly. “First of all, I want you to know that I believe you now. You were right about everything. And I’m sorry, truly sorry for not trusting you. Can you forgive me?”

I drew closer to her on the couch and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “Forgiven.”

She caught me off guard when she threw her arms around me. My arms went around her and I hugged her tight. For some seconds there were no need for words. I just thanked my lucky stars and soaked up the smell and feel of my baby in my arms.

Eventually, she pulled away slightly and looked up at me. “I’m so sorry for all you’ve been through, Max. I can’t even begin to imagine how you must have felt. Being locked away for four years for a crime you did not commit and being abandoned by me too. Must have been so hard.”

“Hard? Your absence gutted me, Savannah.”

“Yes, I know exactly how you felt. What I took to be your betrayal ripped me to pieces, but now that we know the truth, we can mend things, again? Can’t we?” she asked hopefully. Her eyes searched mine. For the first time since my return, I saw them shining with all those old emotions.

I smiled down at her, using my thumb to trace her lips. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying, Savannah?”

She nodded. “I just want you to know that there has never been anything between Robert and me. Never. He did try to… well, replace you, but he never could. I never took him up on any of his offers of something more than friends.”

I placed my head against her forehead. “I know.”

“It’s always been you. Even when I was angry with you, it was only ever you for me.”

I brushed my lips against hers. “The same for me. There is only you. No one else. I pretended I was furious with you, but fuck, was that ever a lie.”

The first kiss was a soft one, reminiscent of old times. She leaned her head against my shoulder as her fingers buried themselves in my hair. I was already undoing her braid and pulling her onto my lap. My cock was rock-hard beneath her thigh, but I was not going to rush this moment.

No. This was a sacred reconnection.

I kissed her slow and sweet, exploring every sweet nook of her mouth with my tongue. Her hands slipped beneath my t-shirt and I growled at the sensation of her silky soft, warm fingers on my chest. Tightening my grip on her, I sucked her tongue hard. I was pleased to hear her groan low in her throat.

My hand went to the front of her slacks. I soon had the zipper down. Slowly I trailed my fingers along the elastic waist of her panties before slipping them beneath it. I brushed her pussy, it was soaking wet. Her legs parted open in invitation. Quickly, I tore my mouth away from hers, slid her off my lap, and stood. When I extended my hand to hers, she placed her hand in mine and I pulled her up. She pushed her body against mine and wrapped her arms loosely around me, looking up at me.

God, she was so fucking beautiful.

Kissing her softly I reached down to the backs of her thighs and hoisted her up. She curled her legs around my body and I carried her to the bedroom. I put her down next to the bed. She was trembling with need, but I took my time with the buttons on her blouse, leaning down to kiss every inch of shivering skin as it was exposed. Finally, it fluttered to the floor. I found the back snap on her brassiere and undid it. Her gorgeous breasts popped out. I leaned forward and took one then the other hard peak into my mouth. She fell backwards, causing us both to fall in a tangle of limbs. I turned my attention back to her breasts, enjoying the way she squirmed against me, her fingers raking through my hair.

When I was satisfied the nipples were quite swollen, I completely undressed her.

“Play with yourself,” I commanded.

Then I stood and looked down at her as I removed my shorts. Her lips were parted, her legs were open wide, and her fingers were circling her wet, pink pussy. I wanted nothing more than to bury myself inside her, but first things first.

I slid down and placed my face between her legs. Oh, the musk-sweet fragrance of her. It filled my nostrils and turned my brain to mush. I swiped my tongue along her slit to gather all that delicious cream and her hips thrust up to meet me. I caught her clit between my lips and sucked softly. A groan of pure pleasure rose from her throat. I licked and sucked at the little nub until I felt her trembling uncontrollably. I knew what I wanted. I wanted her to come in my mouth. It’d been so long since she gushed into my mouth.

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