Page 47 of Heartbeats & Highways

“Savage,” I whispered.

“Let go, babe. Let it all go.”

He licked harder and harder until I had no choice but to scream and come. Savage clamped my thigh, keeping me open and in place, but he still didn’t stop stroking me with his tongue.

My breaths came in pants and my eyes opened.

Savage looked up at me, his eyes wicked, his mouth glinting with my release. He gently lowered my thigh and stood. He leaned down and kissed me with tongue. I tasted myself on him and it only made me ravenous.

“More,” I begged.

He grinned and gently placed his hand on my sternum before giving me a slight push. I fell back against the bed and opened my legs.

Savage stripped out of his jeans and boxers and my eyes widened at his massive erection.

He took himself in hand and began to stroke his length. “I want to do filthy things to you, Evie.”

“Like what?” I panted.

“I want to touch myself while I watch you do the same and when I come, I want to come all over your belly. And then I want to flip you over and fuck you from behind, nice and slow. And after I’ve recovered, I want to fuck your mouth. I want to feel myself at the back of your throat. I’ve got plans, babe. So many plans.”

“I think you’re all talk and no action.” My head dipped and I looked at his shaft and licked my lips.

He suddenly stopped stroking himself, but only so he could reach into his jeans pocket and retrieve a condom.

I arched a brow. “How long have you been carrying that around?”

“Long enough. I wanted to be prepared so that when you were ready, nothing could stop us. I told you I’d protect you. In all ways . . .”

My heart melted in my chest. I held out my hand to him.

He climbed onto the bed and ripped the wrapper with his teeth.

The tip of him glistened with pre-cum and my mouth watered. I wanted to taste him.

“Later,” he growled. “You can taste me later.”

“Did I say that out loud?”

“Yes.”

“I had no idea,” I murmured. “I feel like I’m under a spell.”

“Me too.”

He rolled the condom down his large shaft. He leaned over me and propped himself up on an elbow. With his other hand, he guided his erection toward my opening.

I was slick from my release, but I wasn’t satisfied.

He teased his crown at the seam of my body, and I felt the head of him glide in.

“Oh God,” he moaned as he slid inside me, filling me.

I gasped at the feeling of him. He was large and I wiggled, trying to adjust to him. Every movement sent sparks of pleasure shooting down my spine.

“You’re gorgeous. Flushed everywhere.” He lifted my leg and wrapped it around his waist. “Hang on, babe. I’m gonna make you come again.”

He slid his hands beneath my bottom and angled his pelvis. I cried out in joy and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

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