Page 129 of Savage Hearts

“Good girl.”

Her leg twitched at the praise.

It seemed my little firecracker had a bit of praise kink.

Good to know.

“Such a good girl for me,” I cooed. Then I guided the fat head of the plug into her entrance, watching as she sucked it in immediately.

Fuck me.

She moaned.

“Hold still, baby. Still got some more to go.”

“You mean it’s not all the way in?” she asked, sounding incredulous.

I laughed. “Not yet.”

“Fuck,” she muttered, and my smile widened.

I twisted the plug around and she made a small noise in the back of her throat.

She was turned on.

I could see her arousal dripping down the inside of her leg.

“Deep breath for me,” I said. I waited until she let it out before pushing the plug in all the way.

A low groan came out of me as I watched her take the plug in so beautifully, until only the flat end remained visible.

“Fuck, do you have any idea how fucking sexy you look like this?” I asked.

I slapped her ass when she didn’t answer me, causing her to jump and shoot a glare my way.

I grinned. “Answer me, baby.”

A deep blush overtook her cheeks and she muttered a low, “No.”

“That’s a shame. This image could send priests to their knees.”

She rolled her eyes at me, and I chuckled. I grabbed her waist and helped her kneel on the bed so she was facing me. The shirt fell back down to her mid-thigh.

She was dwarfed by the fabric.

She looked fuckable like this, with a fat plug in her ass, no panties, and wearing one of my brothers’ shirts.

She directed her gaze to my chest.

“How does it feel?” I asked.

She licked her lips. “Full.”

“Look at me, firecracker,”

Her eyes came up to meet mine, something soft about them.

I didn’t say anything for a beat. Not until I was sure I wouldn’t give anything away. I didn’t want to show her my hand until I was sure I wasn’t going to be the one at a disadvantage in this relationship.

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