Page 73 of Savage Outlaw

He’d work all night and day to get her off if even an inch of her skin was left wanting something from him. Even with his dick wrung dry and his shaft unable to rise for Jesus, he’d use everything in his sexual arsenal on his girl.

Without warning, he rushed his hand down the front of the leggings. He cupped between her legs, prying the wet lips apart. Already she was a fucking ocean in his palm.

“Ah, fuck. Have you been wet this whole time, Cookie?”

“Since I first saw you.” She confessed and made the top of his cock want to explode.

His hand wedged up against the material, up and down, dragging on her clit.

“Oh, god. Do itharder.”

His chest heaved. She quenched a thirst in him that ran deeper than he’d thought possible.

Roux was in his skin and bones.

She held the real estate to his whole fucking body.

He took her mouth in a hard, wet kiss at the same time she came around his fingers.

Perfect.

TWENTY

“Taming the savage within.” – Roux

“You’re playing with fire, baby.”

His voice was felt like black ice coating over her skin.

If she were asked to describe anyone’s voice, she’d choose Tad’s, because he had a different tone for each mood.

This one she liked very much…

Sexy. Playful. Teasing.

She not-so-secretly loved it when he called her baby.

She was usually Cookie or Roux.

It was rare, but every time he did, there was this hoarse cragginess to it. And it always rolled heat down her spine.

Making out with him went a long way for Roux to feel human again. He’d put enough food into her to last all week, then got her snuggled onto his lap after a mega climax.

This was…nice. They never had time for this kind of relaxed sweetness and she was dizzy with enjoyment as she ran her fingers through his hair until it stood up in all directions.

“I like fire,” she whispered against his lips.His fire.

His eyes slowly lifted to hers. They filled with violent battle, and a flash of possession she felt all over. “Ask me why I let you keep crawling back into my bed.”

Roux couldn’t form a thought. Couldn’tbreathe.

She shook her head from side to side.

Because she was suddenly terrified of the answer.

Of how he’d tell her it was easy sex.

Her heart slowed to an almost pause, each beat incinerating as a sizzle licked beneath her too tightskin. It was his gentle hand on the side of her face that had Roux swallowing her stupid fear. He didn’t look at her like a man who was only interested in a bang. She’d be wearing less clothes for a start. Not to mention what he’d done for her the other night.

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