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“You’re pushing your luck,Missy,” he said, but his hands were already at his jeans, sliding them down over perfect hips. I admired the steel plains of his stomach, wetting my lips as he yanked his top over his head. The intertwined skulls on his chest glowed with a sheen of perspiration and the savage smelled gorgeous. His musky scent went straight to my head. I took a breath, restrained the urge to jump on the bed and beg for a hammering.

“On your back,Savage– hands above your head.”

“For fucking real?”

“Myway tonight. All mine.”

Fuck, how my pussy throbbed as he submitted. He lowered himself slowly, arching his back on the descent and stretching muscle-ripped arms right the way to the headboard, his perfect tats snaking to the V at his waist. My Callum was indeed a perfect fucking specimen.

“Come on then, Missy,” he growled. “Do your fucking worst.”

Oh, how I intended to.

The savage watched me with hungry eyes as I stripped naked, grunting his appreciation. He licked his lips when I played with my nipples. And he groaned out my name when I squeezed my tits together. Fuck, how I wanted his hot, wet mouth on me. His slavering kisses on tender skin, vicious teeth to mark them deep. I kneed onto the bed, stalking him slowly, teasing my mouth up his thighs until he gasped.

His beautiful cock jutted up at the ceiling, straining for my hot, wet throat.

“I’m going to ride that dick so hard, Savage, so fucking hard…”

“Fuck yeah,” he growled. “Show me what you’ve got.”

My tongue flickered, teasing his veiny shaft while my fingers worked his balls. He groaned and squirmed, knuckles white against the headboard as I sucked him all the way in.

“Got so much for you, Sophie,” he hissed. “So fucking much. You’d better be ready for it.”

I climbed up to straddle him, rolling my hips against his cock. Jesus, it hit the fucking spot. My pussy was swollen and ripe for him, craving the swell of his dick to stretch me wide.

“I’m going to fuck your brains out, Savage.”

I impaled myself so slowly that he hissed out all his breath, growling his frustration through gritted teeth. I leaned forward, angling a hard nipple at his lips as I pinned his wrists tight to the bed. He sucked me so greedily, grunting into the soft white flesh of my tit. I moaned loud as his teeth clamped, begging him for more.

“I want your baby, Savage! I’m going to milk you fucking dry!”

He bucked, urging me on, and his eyes were wild, feral… so fucking savage they stole my breath.

I lay down on his chest, enjoying the slick heat of his sweaty flesh against mine. Our faces so close as he pumped me fast, grunting and moaning and wheezing mouth to mouth, eyes like pools of liquid coal staring right into mine.

I fucked him all fucking night long. I fucked him like a woman possessed, like a woman in love… like a woman who’d never get enough of his beautiful cock. I fucked him like I wanted his baby, but mostly I fucked him like I wanted him.

I fucked my Callum dirty.

I fucked my Callum bad.

I fucked my Callumsavage.

THE END

Acknowledgements

As always, I’d like to thank my incredible and tireless editor, John Hudspith, who really pulled out all the stops this time around. Couldn’t do this without you!

Thanks to Letitia Hasser for another incredible cover design, and to my awesome PAs, Tracy and Shweta, for all the work they put in on my behalf.

Michelle, Lesley and all my other Bad Girls – you rock, thanks so much for all your help, it’s much appreciated!

Thanks to all the blogs who have supported me, both with Dirty Bad Wrong and now with Savage. There are so many of you now, and I’m continually overwhelmed by your commitment, your passion and your generosity! Thank you!!

All my author friends who chew the cud, you know who you are! Thanks for brightening my days and making this journey so companionable.

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