Page 133 of Savage Hearts

Blue fire blazed in her multicolored eyes, and she sneered, “My clit. Fuck. Press it against my clit and let me come…please.”

I was sure the “please” was an afterthought.

I would have laughed if I weren’t so fucking turned on by her attitude.

Fuck me, but I was in trouble.

I brought the vibrator up to her clit and pressed down on the swollen bundle of nerves, watching as she started to tremble on the bed.

I wrapped her hair around my other fist and pulled on it roughly. “Come for me, firecracker.”

And, like her nickname, she fucking exploded so beautifully.

Her knees gave out, and I guided her gently back so she was lying on the bed. I easily spread her legs, taking in the sight of the fat plug in her ass, along with the arousal that ran down her inner thighs, coating her skin and part of the plug.

What a fucking sight.

I slapped her pussy.

She shrieked, jumping a little, and tried to close her legs.

I spread them once more, playing with her pussy and prolonging the orgasm.

“So fucking mean,” she muttered, making my smile widen.

“You really think I’m mean after two mind-blowing orgasms?”

Her chest heaved as she glared up at me, not quite coming down from it yet.

“Who said it’s m-mind-blowing?”

Would she have said that if she knew her hips were moving up and down slightly on the bed, along with my fingers?

I laughed. “Just a guess.”

I turned off the vibrator and held the tip of it up to her lips. “Open.”

She eyed me warily, but did as I asked, and I entered the tip of it inside her mouth. “Suck.”

She obeyed me beautifully.

“Do you taste good?” I asked, licking my lips and remembering her taste on my tongue before. I wanted her again.

She let out a stuttered breath but didn’t answer me.

I took the vibrator away, and her eyes watched me warily.

I spread her legs out even further and carefully pulled the plug from her. I wasn’t that much of an asshole, though I was half tempted to make her leave it in for the next hour.

But this was an introduction to anal play—by my guess, based on her reaction.

I didn’t want to turn her off from that. Silas would probably kill me. Ass play was probably his favorite kind of play. And Maverick might help him bury my body.

I laughed at the thought and her brows lowered in a small frown. I shook my head.

“You have the most delectable ass, you know that, firecracker?”

Her breath caught at my words, and the small, puckered muscles clenched. “And such a fuckable little asshole.” I lightly pressed it with my thumb. “One of these days, I’m going to lay you over my lap while I play with your asshole. Maybe answer emails while I have my finger inside of you, fucking you with it and driving you insane.”

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