Savage Love (Ash and Innocence 2)

I never had the time or energy for serious. Until now, apparently.

The hunger I felt ripping me apart was new.

It was exciting.

She gripped my wrist suddenly, stopping me. “What about that girl? The one I saw you with at Dead Ringers? She looked like a girlfriend.”

“I don’t have girlfriends.”

“Does she know that?”

I smirked. “You want to be exclusive, is that it?”

“I want to know I’m only fucking up my own life here. Not some poor girl I’ve never met.”

“I made our situation clear last week. After the hospital.”

Charli’s eyebrows knitted together. “What do you mean? Why then?”

I clenched my jaw. I didn’t want to have to explain any of this, especially not now. “She’s already dating someone. And I’m happily single. Need to know anything else?”

“Did you break up with her for me?”

“No more questions.” I pushed Charli’s thighs apart. Before she could think of something new to ask me, I buried my face between her legs. I kissed and licked like I was starving, and she was the first morsel of food I’d seen in months.

She was delicious.

Pure.

Mine.

I hooked my arms around her milky thighs, pulling her closer to me so I could lick her more deeply—slide my tongue inside her and feel her quiver against me. She was tight, even around my tongue. I imagined how tense she must be and running my hands across her confirmed as much. Her whole body was practically rigid, like she was trusting a wolf with her neck.

I didn’t particularly care if she was scared. In fact, I wanted her to be.

I spent several long minutes with her, teasing her within inches of an orgasm only to stop until it faded away. Gradually, she relaxed. Her tight little pussy didn’t grip my tongue like a fist anymore, and she was moaning freely.

I didn’t let her come, though. As much as I wanted to feel her quiver against my mouth, I didn’t want to give her the release she needed.

Not yet, at least. The only way she was going to come was when my dick was buried in her to the hilt—when she’d fully given in.

By the time I stood back up, she was gasping for breath and glistening. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, then met her eyes and licked some of the taste off my hand. “I don’t commit. And I don’t fall for people. So I hope you enjoy every moment of this. It’ll be the last time.”

She propped herself up. Her hair was a mess and a glowing red flush had settled into her face. “Give me that.”

She gestured between my legs, where my cock stood long and proud.

I chuckled. “You think sucking my cock will make us equals? Is that it?”

She slid from the table and got to her knees in front of me. She put her hands on my thighs, then looked up at me, flashing the whites of her eyes as she chewed her lip. With a little shrug, she twined her fingers around the base of my cock. “I think it’ll be harder for you to look smug when you’re the one about to come.”

Fuck. I’d only been holding onto control by a fraying strand as it was. Now I could feel it all threatening to come apart.

Even now, she managed to find ways to wrestle with me for power, and as much as I hated to admit it, I liked the challenge.

Just before she parted her lips and took me in her mouth, I tried to muster up the willpower to refuse her. It would be the correct counter move. Show her I didn’t need her pleasure. I didn’t crave her enough to sacrifice my position of power.

Except I did.

Even the thought of her soft lips wrapped around my cock made my body hum with anticipation.

I took a handful of her hair and pushed her mouth down. My body clenched from the wet heat of her mouth on my cock—the gentle friction of her tongue against me. I let out a groan. “Your mouth is good for something.”

She bit down just enough to make me tense—a warning.

I rolled my head back and smiled.

I put my other hand on the back of her head so I could fuck her face, pumping my hips against her. I was daring her to stay strong, to take me down her throat. I kept expecting her to pull away and gasp for breath, but she took it. She swirled her tongue around me, making my knees feel like they were going to go soft on me.

It was only a few minutes before I had to pull back to stop from filling her throat with my come.

Charli stood up, wiping her mouth with her thumb and grinning victoriously. “You sure this will be the only time?”

She was taunting me.