Page 42 of Savannah's Secrets


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As Savannah exited the restroom, a hand reached out from the doorway of the back office and pulled her inside. She immediately recognized the scent and the hard body pressed against her.

“What on earth is going on?” Savannah whispered angrily. Blake had nearly given her a heart attack.

“We need to talk, and I’d rather do it without my mother and sister staring at us.”

“Why would they be staring at us? Wait… Does your mother suspect, too?”

Blake didn’t respond.

“That’s why she’s been looking at me like that all night. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“That’s not the pressing issue right now.” Blake was agitated.

Her heart beat faster. “What is?”

“What’s happening between us… It isn’t a game for me. And regardless of what you say, this isn’t just about sex for you, either.” He took a deep breath. “So I want you to tell me the truth. Is there something you’re keeping from me?”

Savannah’s blood ran cold, and her throat was dry.

“What are you asking me, Blake?”

“Are you unhappy at King’s Finest?” He frowned.

“Of course not. I told you, I belong here. I’ve never had a job I enjoyed more.”

“Are you entertaining another job offer?”

Savannah felt a sense of relief. “How could you ask me that? Hasn’t tonight’s gala proven how important this company is to me?”

“It would appear so. Still—”

“Still…what?” Savannah wouldn’t blink first. If Blake thought he knew something, he’d have to ask her directly. She wouldn’t volunteer information unnecessarily and compromise the mission. Not when she finally had a chance to question Joseph Abbott.

Blake gripped her shoulder, his fingers warm against her skin. His eyes demanded the truth. Something she couldn’t give him.

Not yet.

“Savannah, it’s been a long time since I cared this much for anyone. So if this doesn’t mean the same to you, tell me now. Before I get in deeper.”

Her hands trembled. Blake’s expression was so sincere. It reminded her of all the things she adored about him.

Why did she have to hurt him?

“I…I…” She swallowed what felt like a lump of coal. “I can’t answer that right now. Please, give me some time. This relationship is still new. What’s the rush?”

“Is that what this is, Savannah? A relationship?”

“Yes.” She nodded, pushing her hair behind her ear. “And it’s all I can offer right now. Please, just be patient.”

Blake palmed her bottom and pulled her closer. His mouth crashed against hers in a searing kiss that took her breath away.

Her body filled with heat. The hardened tips of her breasts were hypersensitive as they grazed his rock-solid chest.

“Blake…” Her objection died on his lips.

He turned her around, jerking her against him. His erection was pinned between them. Blake squeezed her full breasts. They felt tender, almost sore. Yet she craved more of his touch.

“I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you, Savannah.” His voice was thick as he trailed kisses along her shoulder. His beard sensitized her skin.

He kissed the back of her neck, his hand lightly gripping her throat. Blake hiked her skirt and glided his hand up her inner thigh. He palmed the drenched space between her thighs.

She moaned with pleasure as he ran firm fingers back and forth over the silky material that shielded her sex.

When Blake kissed her ear, Savannah nearly lost all control. Her knees quivered as Blake slipped his hand inside the fabric. Her flesh was so sensitive she could barely stand it.

“Blake, yes. Please.”

She needed him inside her. Her mind was so clouded with lust, she didn’t care about the risk they were both taking.

She only cared about Blake Abbott making love to her. Making her feel as only he could. As if there was no one in the world but the two of them.

Blake unfastened his pants and freed himself. She lifted her skirt higher to accommodate him as he shifted her panties aside and pressed his thick head to her slick entrance.

Savannah nearly lost it when he massaged her clit.

She pressed back against him, needing him inside her.

“You sure about this, baby?” Blake breathed the words in her ear.

She nodded, wanting desperately to bear down on his thick length. She hadn’t missed a single day of her birth control since the storm.

With one hand still moving over her sensitive flesh, he grabbed the base of his shaft with the other. He pressed himself inside her.

They both groaned with pleasure.

Whatever happened between them later, they would always have moments like this.

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