Page 32 of The Savage


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“I was just taking Kylie down to her cab—I didn’t want her to have to do the walk of shame alone.”

Catching her wrist, I pull her toward me.

“There’s no walk of shame when you’re shameless.”

Sabrina laughs.

“Not everyone’s as evolved as me.”

I take her face between my hands and kiss her. Her skin is warm from the morning sunshine, her mouth tasting of coffee and vanilla. We’re standing in the wedge of light pouring in through the glass doors. It illuminates the edges of Sabrina’s skin, like she’s filigreed in gold.

When we break apart, her eyes sweep down my naked body. She lets out a snort of amusement.

“That didn’t take much, did it?”

There’s no hiding the effect her kiss has on me. My cock juts straight up between us, fully hard and demanding attention.

Sabrina slides her hand softly up and down its length, her fingers light and cool, my cock throbbing against her palm.

“Hm,” I grunt. “That feels good.”

Sabrina gets that look of mischief I’m already coming to know so well. She keeps running her hand up and down my length, light and teasing, making the head ache each time her fingertips dance over it.

“What feels better …” she says. “This? Or this …”

Dropping to her knees, she runs her tongue all the way from base to tip. She lightly mouths the head, enclosing it within those pillowy lips, flicking at it with her wet, soft tongue …

The groan that wrenches out of me is all the answer she needs.

I’d like to spend the next several hours doing exactly this, but mindful of the activities of the night before, I stop Sabrina, saying, “Let’s get in the shower. I need to clean up.”

“I’d rather swim,” Sabrina says. “It’s a gorgeous day, I don’t want to be inside.”

“You don’t have a swimsuit,” I point out.

We skinny-dipped last night, but it’s full daylight now, and the deck is visible from the beach below.

“Who gives a shit?” Sabrina says.

She slips out of my jacket, laying it carefully over the back of a chair. Then she shimmies out of her dress just as easily, letting it fall in a puddle on the floor.

I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to the look of her naked. She’s got a body like a Maserati, sleek and exotic and expensive.

I stand watching as she pulls open the double doors, striding out to the infinity pool and slipping into the cool blue water without a hint of shyness.

I follow after her, noticing how much louder it is now that the city is awake all around us. I hear the rumble of trucks through the narrow streets, the screech of gulls, and distant shouts from the outdoor market. Below that, the steady rush of the ocean.

Sunlight sparkles across the infinity pool in a thousand diamond points of light. Sabrina dives beneath the surface, her hair floating around her in a dark cloud. When she pops up again, her hair shines like an oil spill down her back, nipples hard and purplish from the cold water.

I drop in next to her, letting the water close over my head. I keep my eyes open, wanting to see how Sabrina looks underwater, that phenomenal body floating and twisting in space.

She’s a mermaid cast in bronze, silvery spiderwebs of light flickering across her skin.

Sabrina sinks down beside me, her hair floating up again, twisting around her like tentacles.

She kisses me underwater, bubbles passing between our lips, tickling my face.

We’re cut off from Old Town, no sound down here. Only the muffled fluttering of our legs and the thud of my heartbeat in my ears. The sun beats down brilliant, the water cool. Sabrina’s flesh slides beneath my hands, slippery and firm.

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