Page 84 of Savage Outlaw

“So, give it,” she issued, smiling.

Pushing up her shirt until she was naked, he kissed his way to her mouth but at the last second, he took her hands and pressed them into the bed over her head.

His mouth trailed along her neck. It was heaven itself.

His heavy body on top of hers was paradise.

She loved to feel his muscles working for her pleasure.

“Are you teasing me?”

“Mmm.” Was his only answer, and of its own accord her body bowed up to rub against his. God, he was so hard.

Those lovely kisses went on and on until Tad grunted, reared back to balance on his knees, he dragged her across his lap, positioning her.

“Put me inside,” he said against her lips, moaning when their tongues briefly met.

Roux was shaking with need as she lowered herself. The heady cocktail of their joined arousal almost blinded her when he was notched, locked, and loaded at her entrance, waiting for her to slide down and impale herself.

Tad had hold of her around the back of her neck, their breaths mingling.

“We should talk about protection.”

Roux blinked.

“Now? You want to talk about it now?” It was the incredulous high tone of hers that made him laugh and she groaned with her forehead to Tad’s, lowering herself another inch. It was a stretch and burn she loved but his big hands slid down her back and took hold of her hips, stalling her movements. “No,” she whimpered. “No stopping.”

“Only for a second, baby,” he told her, kissing her lips, licking the bottom one. “We should’ve talked about it before.”

“I take the pill, Tad. We’re fine. Now fuck me.”

She’d whine if she had to.

That smile of his was a weapon all on its own. It made her stomach feel funny because it made her think of days in the future when they could make love when they wanted to. Because they were together now. It was no longer fast hits, fast fixes for their need and then pushing their desire for one another back into a hole.

The sensation made Roux giddy and he wanted to stop now and talk? Impossible.

She shimmied her hips and grinned gratified when it was Tad who grunted, managing to push him all the way home.

Ah, god. Ecstasy.

“I know you are, baby. And you’ll notice we haven’t used anything the last few times.”

“Don’t care, I trust you.”

Her rise and fall started slow, mainly because she felt sofullof him that she had to take a second to adjust.

“You can always trust me, baby. But don’t ever take that line from anyone else.” Then he growled, “not that you’ll get the chance to hear it from another bastard. You’re mine.”

Oh, my god. The next push came from Tad, rolled up with his hot snarl as he started fucking her, almost taking her up from her knees. “Aren’t you, Cookie? Tell me you’re mine.”

“I will if you don’t stop fucking me.”

“Say it.” Another hard thrust and she was rocketing so fast to her end game. Squeezing and tightening up around the thickness causing her heart to skip beats.

“I’m yours.”

“Damn right.”

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