Page 70 of The Savage Heir


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Her brows knitted together, and her lips pursed in the most adorable little pout as she stared at me. “W-what are you doing?”

“Undressing, of course,” I replied matter-of-factly as I loosened my tie.

She shook her head. “For the love of God, why?”

I tugged at my tie and twisted my lips into a smirk. “Why do you think?”

My tie slipped out of my hand, and I unfastened the top button of my shirt.

“We are not fucking right now. We are arguing,” she stammered out, although I didn’t miss how her eyes fixated on my chest as I exposed more skin, her pupils expanding.

“We are not,” she insisted.

“Oh, but we are,” I countered. “And I’m going to tell you why. I’ve been without you for over ten days. Ten fucking days. I’m tired of fucking my hand with no relief. It’s like I’ve broken out of jail, babe. We can resume this fight afterward, but I need you.” I gave her a serious look. “And you need me, too. I can see it.” I dropped my gaze meaningfully to the beaded nipples poking against her T-shirt. She wasn’t even wearing a bra, another indication that she was in for the night.

Her hand slipped onto my skin as I pulled my shirt open. Her nails dug into me, but she shook her head. “No, Nicu, this isn’t right.”

I towered over her and bluntly stated, “Baby doll, we need this. I need it. You need it. Don’t deny us.” I dragged a finger between her breasts. “Don’t. Do. It. We can argue for as long as you want afterward, but I’m fucking dying here.” I swallowed hard. It wasn’t easy baring my soul, but I was fucking hangry, hungry and angry, for her. I’d do anything to get close to her. I’d been denied for too long. It was almost too much, and I was at the end of my tether.

Hand trembling with need, I grabbed her nape and pressed my hard-as-fuck cock into her soft belly. “Please, baby. I never beg, but I’m begging you.” Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, and then snapped wide open again. She stared into my eyes, flickering right to left and back to right. My blood was boiling, my muscles coiling, ready to pounce. Whatever she saw there—most likely the depth of my desperation—must have convinced her.

“Oh, fuck it,” she acquiesced.

A whoosh of relief swept through me. My chest released a long breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. Thank Christ.

She caught the flesh of her bottom lip between her teeth, and it was game over. I’d been teetering on the edge for too damn long, and that little gesture tipped me over. With a hand planted on her chest, I shoved her gently onto her bed. She let out a squeal of surprise. I stripped off the remainder of my clothes with little grace. She followed me, yanking her shirt over her head and freeing her tits. I dropped to my knees. The way they bounced and jiggled in my face had me half crazed with lust.

Her jeans were barely halfway down her legs when we collided in a frenzied kiss. Gutted by the passion she reciprocated, I devoured her. My hand found her throat, and I brushed over the fine tendons as she strained to reach my mouth when I shifted away from her.

Taking her jaw, I wolfed her down. Did she think I was happy being away from her? Did she have any idea the restraint I had to draw on to stay away? How often I’d cursed myself for not having installed a hidden camera in this very room so I could spy on her and consume every moment I could.

I more than missed her. I felt like my guts had been carved out of my belly with a hunting knife. It had eviscerated me from the inside out.

I dragged the jeans down her legs. “You don’t know how many times I had to fuck my hand this week. Not since I started having sex have I rubbed my cock raw like this. And it did nothing to temper the crazy. I was going fucking crazy without you.”

My hands splayed over her buttocks, cupping them as I nuzzled against her smooth belly. Prostrate, on my knees, I gazed up at her heavy-lidded stare as I gave her belly button a long lick.

I shimmied down farther and spread her thighs until I was face-to-face with her shaved pussy. Fuck. If we were over, why did she shave? Was she taunting me? Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply, taking her wicked scent inside me. For some reason, her scent settled my raw nerves.

“Oh, please,” she growled. “That’s nothing compared to what I’ve been through.”

My tongue was out, and I was just about to taste her when I paused and asked, “What do you mean?”

I had Luca keep tabs on Jewel, and I hadn’t heard anything out of the ordinary.

“You’d know if you’d have returned my texts or called me for once,” she rebuked, hurt washing over her face before she quickly masked it.

“Woman, if I so much as called you, I would’ve broken my sentence and jumped on the first plane back to the city. Then I would’ve really been fucked. Alex would’ve exiled me to Romania, and that’s before he imposed a more creative punishment. He has the power to forbid me from keeping you, and that wasn’t a chance I was willing to take.”

I took my first lick of her pussy and hummed. She jerked in my hold.

“And I feared you’d take the first opportunity to break up with me,” I admitted.

She moaned as I sucked on her clit. “You’re not wrong there, because I did break up with you,” she replied as she arched her back, pushing her thick breasts up in the air. Unable to stop myself, I grabbed hold of each lush mound and flicked her nipples in time with my tongue.

She might think she broke up with me, but there was no way I was letting her go. Already, our conversation was going far better than expected because I had my nose and tongue buried inside her sweet honey. Hunger reared up as I smothered my face in her juices, smearing them over me. I curled and twisted my tongue around her clit, determined to make her come, knowing that I wasn’t going to last. Her thighs fell open wider, and I rammed my shoulders to pin them to the mattress for better access. Nice and fast, I swiped from side to side with gusto, putting the perfect amount of pressure on her clit until she seized up on me.

Her moans rang in my ears like the finest melody as she flew over the edge. Her fingers gripped my hair, nails scoring my scalp, egging me on. She didn’t have to worry about me going anywhere. I stayed with her, suckling her clit until she twitched with sensitivity.

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