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An emptiness only he could fill.
Blake trailed kisses down her neck and ran his rough tongue over one sensitive nipple. He gripped the flesh there and sucked the hardened nub. Softly at first, then harder. She moaned as he licked and sucked, the sensation tugging at her core.
“Oh, Blake. Yes.” She arched her back, giving him better access. His eyes met hers and he smiled briefly before moving on to the other hardened peak, making it as swollen and distended as its counterpart.
He trailed kisses down her belly and along the edge of the waistband of her panties. Suddenly, he pulled aside the fabric soaked with her desire for him and tasted her there.
Gripping a handful of his short, dark curls, Savannah gasped and called out his name. She spread her thighs, allowing her knees to fall open and providing Blake with better access to her swollen folds and the hardened bundle of nerves he was assaulting with that heavenly tongue.
He reached up, pinching one of her nipples as she rode his tongue. Every muscle in her body tightened as a wave of pleasure rolled through her hard and fast.
She was shivering and trembling again. This time, it wasn’t because of the storm. It was because Blake Abbott had given her an orgasm that had struck her like a lightning bolt.
And left her wanting more.
CHAPTER TEN
Blake groaned as the sunlight filtered through the window of the guest bedroom. He peeked one eye open and lifted his arm, which had been draped across Savannah as she slept. He looked at his watch.
It was well after seven. Normally he would’ve worked out and walked the dogs by now. He was surprised Sam and Benny weren’t already…
His thoughts were interrupted by Benny’s moaning and scratching at the door.
Savannah sighed softly, her naked bottom nestled against the morning wood he was sporting.
Hell, his erection had probably never gone away after his night with Savannah. A night in which he’d brought her to pleasure with his mouth and fingers so many times that her throat was probably raw from calling his name.
He hadn’t made love to her, and he hadn’t allowed her to give him so much as a good hand job. A decision his body—strung tight as a piano wire—bemoaned. But he had to be sure her head was in the right place. That she wasn’t just acting out of fear.
Blake sucked in a deep breath, inhaling the scent of her hair. He wanted to run his fingers through the silky curls again, brush her hair back so he could see her lovely face.
But he didn’t want to wake her. He wasn’t ready to burst the bubble they’d been floating in.
He couldn’t bear for her to wake and regret their night together. A night he didn’t regret in the least.
Blake slipped out of the room, got dressed, fed the dogs and took them for their usual walk, avoiding all the waterlogged areas. He surveyed the damage to his property and the neighborhood. There were a few downed branches and lots of upended lawn furniture. A tree had fallen through one neighbor’s roof. Shingles littered their front lawn, and a yellow tarp, draped over the roof, billowed in the wind.
But for Blake, the storm hadn’t been a bad thing. It’d brought Savannah to his home and into his bed.
Blake hoped she hadn’t been serious about making this a one-off. He liked her. A lot.
Dating Savannah would ruffle his family’s feathers. He wouldn’t tell them right away. Not until he knew whether this was serious. If it was, he’d just have to deal with the consequences of breaking their unwritten rule.
Blake opened the side garage door and let the dogs in, wiping their muddy paws on a rag. As they went back into the house, he paused to listen.
The house was silent. Savannah was evidently still sleeping. He washed his hands and checked the kitchen for breakfast food. He cursed under his breath for putting off grocery shopping.
Every Southerner knew you stocked up on basic goods when there was an impending storm of any kind.
Luckily, there were his mother’s and sister’s refrigerators to raid. Both of them kept their pantries and deep freezers well stocked. His mother’s deep freezer likely contained a side of beef and enough chicken to feed the entire company. Zora’s would be filled with frozen meals and store-bought goodies.
Right now, he’d settle for either. But since Zora lived closest, he’d start with her.
“You two be good.” He patted Sam’s and Benny’s heads. “I’ll be back before you know it. And don’t bother Savannah. She’s sleeping.” He headed back toward the garage. “That means you, Benny.”
Benny whimpered, dropping on the floor in the corner and resting his head on his paws.
Blake hopped in his truck and drove the five minutes to his sister’s home on the other side of the lake. She was outside gathering broken tree limbs.
