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“Yes.” He kisses my forehead.
And then the light on the bedside table clicks on.
“The power,” I say, grinning at him, and I sit up in bed, holding the comforter to my chest. He pulls it down and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. “Oh my God, okay. Screw the power.”
“Once we’re done, we can take a shower.”
“Once we’re done?”
“Yes.” He growls it against my skin. “Once I’m done with you, Princess.”
My eyes roll back in my head as he circles my nipple with his tongue and slips his hand between my legs.
It’s two hours later when Savage carries me out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. He stands me up, then turns on the shower and makes sure the water is the perfect temperature before he guides me into it.
“Oh my God, that feels good,” I say, as the water washes over my skin.
“How good?” Savage asks, his dark brows tipping downward.
“You’re kidding, right? You’re jealous of the water?”
“I’m jealous of anything that gets to touch you naked.”
I stick out my tongue at him, and he takes the soap and lathers it over my skin. He’s gentle with me. He washes my hair and my body, worshiping every inch of me, even kneeling at my feet and lifting them one by one.
“You really don’t have to do this.”
“I do,” he says. “If I’m going to come on your face and disrespect you in the bedroom, I’ve got to show you how much I care in other ways.”
“I— You know what, I don’t have a problem with that,” I say. “Come on my face anytime you want.”
He finishes washing me, then starts lathering up himself. I run my hands over his broad, muscular back, then press my fingers into the muscle along his spine. He groans and places both hands on the white tiles of the shower wall.
“Holy crap, you’re tense,” I say, kneading him.
He turns and takes my hands. “I’m good,” he says. “Thank you, Princess. But I don’t want you to exert yourself.”
“Why? Because I’ll break into pieces?” I roll my eyes.
“No,” he says, grasping my throat. “Because I’m going to fuck you until you have nothing left later.”
“Oh,” I squeak.
He gives me a devilish smile, and my stomach flips. He has a beautiful smile. It’s genuine and warm, and full of his personality. When he smiles at me like that, I feel like I’m going to lose my mind or part of my heart to him.
I look down at my feet.
Savage brushes his hands over my breasts and between my legs. “I can’t keep my hands off you,” he says. “But we’d better get something to eat.”
I nod.
We dry off and dress, and Savage leaves me to check my phone while he goes to the kitchen.
The first thing I want to do is send a text to the group chat and tell them what happened, but I don’t. That would ruin the moment, and for now, this feels like it’s just us. Also, I don’t want to go bragging to them when I have no idea what Savage wants. Carter. God.
And then there’s the fact that we slept through the afternoon, and it’s just past midnight.
The smells of cooking are too good to resist, so I join him in the kitchen.
