Page 71 of Savage Outlaw

Fuck, she was gorgeous. Beauty in every sense of the word. Piercings, no make-up, dressed in simple leggings and a racerback tank top. He saw the sweet pink pebbles of her nipples poking through the white cotton material and his mouth flooded.

She paused and looked at him with those incredible violet eyes. Her hair damp and braided over one shoulder. She looked so young and if he had any kind of conscience in him, he’d let someone like Reno claim her. He felt too old some days. But give her up? Not happening. They’d come too far, been through too much separation already.

When she didn’t advance, he cocked his head, unsure if she was gearing up for another hissing fit.

He smiled slowly. Beckoning her in.

Having her here in his house felt about the most real thing he’d ever wanted.

“Do you want to come and give me a kiss?”

She huffed and came in.

“You can kiss me on the cheek. I’m still pissed you yanked me out of bed.” She sidled over, offered the side of her face up to him. Butcher grinned,cheeky little devil, and he knuckled under her chin, pressing his lips to hers. “I only kiss lips.”

She purred, softening against him enough that he slid an arm around her waist and got her closer, smelling her hair before he kissed her neck.

“I need you to eat everything or you’ll get sick.”

Thank fuck she had an appetite and went through two plates of food until he had her curled sated on his lap in the living room.

“It feels weird being here without sneaking in.”

“Good weird?” The flat of his palm traveled down her back, giving her hip a squeeze just so her eyes flickered with enjoyment. Over the years he’d memorized every inch of her body and where her weaknesses were. She loved him gripping her hard by the hips when he was fucking her.

“It’s nice. I like your house, Tad, and your bed.”

Then stay in it forever.

It would be her house soon if he got his way.

Instead of divulging that secret, he went with another.

“I knew.”

“Knew what?”

“I saw you on my security feed. A little criminal trying to break my lock. I turned off the alarm and waited for you each time.”

“W-what?”

“I let you break in, Roux.”

“Why?”

“Why do you think? I wanted to fucking see you. Needed you to come to me.”

Her pout lip was fucking adorable. “I thought I was being sneaky.”

“You were. I loved it.”

He enjoyed seeing the little frown between her eyes. Kissing it, he put his forehead to hers. “I wanted you here more than anything, Roux.”

“Yeah?” Her smiles always kicked a surge through his body. With so many levels to his Roux, it was a game peeling them back, revealing the workings of his woman inside and out.

Smart, funny, sarcastic, sour, bitchy, sassy, loving, loveable.

Sometimes he felt like he was hooked up with multiple women, and what the hell was wrong with that?

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