Page 156 of Ruthless Savage

Her hands still, and her body rolls up and down with deep breaths. “If you plan on doing this all day, then maybe we shouldn’t go to dinner.”

“I’m sorry.” I rise, placing my palms on her shoulders from behind, gliding them up and down her arms.

With a huff, she sags against me. “It’s okay. I know you mean well.”

“We all love you.”

“I know that too.”

“Your birthday is coming up, and your father would like to throw you a party, but before you say no?—”

“I wasn’t going to say that.” She pivots around, and a small smile makes it on her lips. “A party may be just what I need.”

“You sure, love?”

“Yeah.” She throws her arms around my neck, and I see it then: a glimpse of the woman I married.

And I want her back.

“Lord, every time I remember that you’re turning nineteen, I feel ancient.”

“Oh, shut up!” She gives me a playful swat on my chest. “You’re my sexy older husband and I like it that way.”

“Do you now?” My voice drops deeper, and her eyes instantly turn hooded, her tongue darting out to lick over that bottom lip I want to suck into my mouth.

“I do…” Her tone turns huskier, and it doesn’t help my raging hard-on.

I can’t think about feckin’ her right now. It wouldn’t be right.

Yet my lips drop closer, needing to taste her, to let her know she’s not alone. She rises on her feet, her mouth brushing over mine.

“Feck,” I groan, my fingers slipping in her soft strands, gripping them tight in my grasp. “I’ve missed you.”

“Missed you too…”

She kisses me slow, her soft lips sliding around mine. I don’t dare kiss her back, needing to simply feel her.

Her fingers sink into my shoulders, and she pushes our bodies closer, forcing me backward until my legs hit the edge of the bed.

She looms over me, cheeks a little flushed as she starts to pull her t-shirt up until it’s falling to the floor, her nipples hard, and I ache to take them into my mouth.

“Are you sure?” I ask, not wanting to push this, no matter how badly I may want her.

She nods, drawing her leggings down and stepping out of them.

My cock throbs, and I pull it out, fisting it tight, dragging my hand up and down as I stare down her body. My God, it’s been too long.

She gazes at me hotly, running her fingers past her abdomen, right above where she’s warm and wet and mine.

“Come on now, lass. Stop teasing me and put this cock inside you and feck it.”

She tugs on her bottom lip as she struts closer, settling over me, her knees dropping on each side of my hips. She flips her hair and leans her chest flat against me, her enticing breaths mingling with mine. Her core rocks against me like she needs this.

And so do I. The feeling of her wet cunt against my hard-on is making me lose all my control.

My hand reaches for her hair, wrapping it tight around my wrist, and I slam her mouth to mine. Growling, I take the lead this time, kissing her with raw, aching passion, flipping her around as my mouth feasts on her neck. The pulse beneath pounds as fast as my heart does.

My tongue rolls over her beaded flesh, teeth wrapped around it as I pull and flick.

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