Page 135 of Savage Outlaw

All bets were off the day they met.

He woke her that morning with a kiss. His head buried under the sheets and only after she’d shaken the bed with an orgasm so big she thought it was an earthquake, did he crawl up her body and kiss her lips.

Slaking her a little with his wicked tongue.

The move was so explicitly hungry that her stomach muscles tightened like a claw. When she could breathe again, she got to her knees and launched, flattening him to the bed.

“Always surprising me, aren’t you, Cookie?” He said with a massive grin.

The words just came out of her. “I think we should get married.”

It had to be the massive orgasm frying her brain. It certainly did a number on her trembling body as she pushed her lips into his.

Ha, shocked him again.

She probably would their whole lives. Had to keep a rogue biker on his toes, didn’t she?

“Did you see the ring in the drawer?”

Now it was her eyes that widened.

She didn’t miss how he took hold of her ass cheeks and held on. Wicked man.

“What ring?”

“Fuck.” Tad pulled himself up against the headboard and brought Roux with him. “Got you a ring. I was gonna ask you this weekend.”

Aww. She felt the back of her eyelids start to sting. It couldn’t be tears, she was a tough bitch. Damn hormones making her crazy already.

Thank god she hadn’t had one day where she puked though.

“I wanna make you a Savage,” he said, and her lips twitched with a smile.

“You might be too late for that. You corrupted me when I smashed into your truck.”

The pleasure on his face brought heat to her whole body. “Finally admit it, huh?”

She walked her fingers up his chest and then tangled them into his hair. “Only once so remember it.” she leaned in. “I want that, Tad, make me a Savage.”

It was all the answer he needed to pull her in, celebrate with a long dirty kiss.

Perfection was for someone else. Roux had always known that.

She’d been raised in a rough and tumble world. Taught how to be a girl from a bunch of misogynistic, often drunk men who loved her like their own daughter. She knew now perfection wasn’t always the right thing. She’d live in her imperfect world with her imperfect man and criminal family and she’d be happier than she’d ever been.

That was Roux’s world.

This hard biker life where dangers lurked, and bad shit happened.

But also, a lot of good things too.

The man at her side was living proof of that goodness.

She smiled and leaned in to kiss his lips. Unable to resist.

Fucking handsome stud was finally all hers, she’d tied him down, hadn’t she?

“Love you.” He declared with a rasp to his voice. One that said he’d feel that way forever.

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