It’s ridiculous, what I’m feeling. It’s surreal. Unreal. Illogical.
But it’s there, and I can no longer deny it.
I love her.
I love Savannah Gallo.
And that’s why I’ll do anything.
Any-fucking-thing.
Anything to protect her. To keep her safe.
I’ll maim, kill, commit arson.
Burn the whole fucking state of Texas down for this woman.
This woman whose lips are sucking my cock.
This woman who—
“Fuck, Vannah!”
I explode down her throat, grabbing the sides of her head and pumping my hips upward.
She doesn’t miss a beat.
She swallows.
Swallows me. Takes me in.
And I can’t hold it back any longer.
“I love you, Savannah. I fucking love you.”
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SAVANNAH
I’ve never swallowed before. Always hated the thought.
But this time I go with the feeling. I don’t think. I want to take care of Falcon. Give him something I’ve never given another.
So I swallow. Let him inside me in a different way.
“I love you, Savannah. I fucking love you.”
I gasp. Except I don’t. My mouth is full of cock.
Did I hear the words? The words I’ve been aching to say to him?
Does he love me?
I wait for the contractions of his cock to stop before I move my mouth from him.
His eyes are closed and his teeth clenched. He’ll relax in a moment, but for now, he’s still caught up in the climax.
And I’m caught up in his words.