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HANNAH
I wake up on top of Savage. It’s toasty warm underneath the blanket, and I’m resting on his chest, my hair plastered against my cheek, and my legs curled up on either side of his body. He’s not inside me any more, but I’m considering remedying that.
It happened. It actually happened.
Savage and I finally happened in a way that we both wanted.
But I can’t help thinking about yesterday afternoon. The things he told me. The way he broke apart.
His ex. The baby he lost.
My heart breaks for him. I can’t imagine how difficult that had to have been, or how much he must hurt just thinking about it. He clearly blames himself.
I have an overwhelming urge to wrap my arms around him and squeeze. To protect him from his own feelings, but I can’t do that. Savage and I aren’t together. And I can’t fix him. He has to put in the work to get through the trauma.
If I was staying, I would be there with him through it, but I’m not.
And I have to remember that.
The alternative is letting myself feel things for a man who is clearly not ready for love. Sex or not, nothing has changed. Savage still wants to live out here on his ranch. He still wants to be alone. I’m not naive enough to think that incredible sex will change that.
Even if he hasn’t been with a woman in sixteen years.
I peer down at his chest, the tattoos that arc down his neck, over one pec. He has a flaming skull tattoo along his ribs, and I press my hand to it.
Savage shifts underneath me, and his hands move up my naked thighs to my bare ass. He strokes his fingers down and between them, gently. He pauses before touching me.
“Princess,” he murmurs, his voice rumbling and warm.
“Carter.”
“Hmm.” It’s low and warm, the noise he makes as he sweeps his fingers over my pussy.
I suck in a breath and hold it.
“You’re wet.” He inserts one finger inside me, and I tense against him.
He’s exquisite. The way he moves and touches me, the way he wants to give me pleasure.
Savage’s dick presses against me, and he removes his fingers and sweeps the tip of his cock against my pussy. “Fuck, Princess, you are so ready for me. You’re swollen.”
“Yes,” I murmur. “I want it.”
He grabs both of my ass cheeks and lifts me. Savage slides me onto his dick, and we’re already panting for each other, me moaning his name, him grinding his teeth.
“Fuck, I want to live like this,” he says.
“Like what?” I ask.
“Inside you.” And then he pounds into me again.
The sex is hot and fast, and he’s focused on making sure I come, even as he moves my body how he wants it. It just so happens to be how I want it too. I’m screaming his name and cross-eyed from pleasure when he pulses inside me again.
Afterward, Savage slips out of me and presses a kiss to my temple.
“Fuck,” he says, “you are just too good to leave alone.”
I gnaw on my bottom lip. “Am I?”
