Page 48 of Wicked Savage

My heart pounds, but I force those thoughts back into the dark corner of my mind, where I’d rather not go.

I glance up at the door just as it opens, our waitress stepping in with an enormous slice of the most decadent double chocolate cake. She clears out the table, then places two empty plates and the cake before us.

“Thank you.” He pulls a stack of bills from his wallet and hands them to her.

She looks down at it, her eyes wide. I’m pretty sure it’s close to a thousand, if I counted the hundreds right.

“Do you need change?”

He shakes his head. “We’ll leave when we’re ready.”

“Not a problem. Thank you.” She glances back at him as she walks away.

I raise an eyebrow. “Do you always leave such a generous tip?”

He chuckles. “Depends on my mood.”

His hips shift against me, his gaze darkening with desire.

“And you’re in a good mood now?”

“I’ll be in a better one once I have you bent over this table with my cock deep inside your cunt.”

Shit.

His words send a zap to my core.

“Is that right?”

He leans in, his lips ghosting over mine. “Why do you think I gave her so much money and told her to fuck off?”

His smirk does sinful things to me.

“You’re so polite.” I nip his lip, and he groans, winding my long hair around his wrist.

“Always.”

His mouth takes me hard as he stands, effortlessly lifting me with him. In one swift motion, he bends me over the table, shoving the plates aside, clearing space for what’s to come.

His body molds to mine from behind, one hand tangled in my hair while the other glides up my dress, bunching it past my hips with a slow, deliberate touch.

“Stay just like that,” he warns as he reaches into his pocket.

I don’t see what he’s holding at first until he’s ripping a condom wrapper with his teeth.

“You have no idea how badly I want inside you, a ghra.”

That word, his desperation for me…it all makes me want him even more.

“Show me.”

His eyes ignite like a fiery flame, fingers lowering the condom over his thick erection. Those piercings are insanely sexy and I want to experience the feeling of them again.

“There are so many things I can show you.” He lines the crown of his cock against my entrance, and I welcome the instant sting, needing more, pushing my ass into him.

“Fuck me, Cillian. Don’t hold back.”

“I don’t plan to.”

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