Page 61 of Shaken


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His hands slide up my ribs, stopping just under my breasts, teasing me. “Tell me what you want, Red.”

“I want tonotthink. I want...” I pause, choosing my next words carefully, afraid of how he’ll react. “Ineedyou to take control.”

Sawyer jackknifes up, pressing his hard body impossibly close to mine.

Holding me to him as those dark eyes stare into my soul.

Seeing too much.

“What’s your safe word, Wren?” His lips skim up my jaw, and goosebumps break out over my hot skin.

“Dandelion,” I breathe as my shirt is shoved up until I lift my arms over my head, and it’s thrown to the floor. Sawyer’s mouth closes over my nipple, his beard tickling my skin as we both shove my panties off, followed by his boxers. The electricity shining in his eyes is desperate and needy, mirroring my own.

“Fucking beautiful.” His thumb traces over my damp nipple. “Do you like that?” he asks roughly and pinches me.

“Yes,” I moan and arch my back, pushing my chest into his hands until Sawyer pinches again. Harder. Longer. My pussy throbs in response.

He wraps his arms around me and flips us over so I’m under him, then licks and kisses and sucks his way down my body.

Worshipping each soft curve and flare before pulling away and standing up.

I watch him in confusion as he grabs his jeans off the floor and removes a leather belt from the loops. Nerves and excitement war inside me as adrenaline spikes and surges through my blood.

Sawyer pays close attention to my reaction as he climbs back on the bed. “Give me your wrists.”

Without thinking... Without worrying... Without guilt or second-guessing myself, I place both wrists in front of him and hold my breath as he wraps the belt around them, securing them tightly together, then moves them over my head, resting them on the pillow. “Don’t move your hands, Red.”

I nod, and heat rushes to my face.

“So fucking pretty.” He throws my legs over his shoulders and buries his face against my pussy, then growls.

Holy shit.

His lips wrap around my aching clit, andmy God, fireworks go off behind my eyes.

I pull mindlessly at the belt, enjoying the bite of pain, while my thighs press tightly against Sawyer’s shoulders. Long, flat lashes of his tongue send me closer to the edge. He wraps his hands around my waist and holds me still until I’m squirming and screaming and coming so hard, I can’t breathe or think or see anything but him.

His lips press against the soft flesh of my inner thigh, and a whimper lodges in my throat. “It’s too much.”

Navy-blue eyes sparkle up at me, full of a fiery need touching me everywhere.

“No, baby.” He nips my hip, then traces my navel with his tongue before sitting up on his knees. “I’m just getting started with this perfect little cunt.”

“Please...” I beg.

He wraps his hand around his thick cock and runs it through my soaked pussy. “Should I get a condom, Wren?”

I shake my head no, and Sawyer slaps my pussy, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through my already vibrating body, and I cry out. Not from pain. No. It’s from pleasure. Overwhelming and all-encompassing.

“Words, Wren. I need words on this one.”

I stare into his eyes and cross my ankles behind his back. “No. No condom.”

He doesn’t move. Not a single inch. He just stares into my eyes, and I go with my gut. “I trust you.”

I lick my lips as his entire being lights up in the dark room... but his smile—damn. I’m not sure there’s anything I wouldn’t do to see that smile every day.

The energy in the room shifts, and his mouth covers mine in a scorching kiss which takes my breath away and brings me back to life.

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