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He rooted around until he found the box of condoms he’d packed in Tucson, just in case. He hadn’t planned on using them, at least not for what they were intended for, but he’d learned long ago to always be prepared, and they had so many uses. He tossed the box next to his pillow then turned back to Donna.

She lay staring up at him, her hair spread across the pillow and her eyes wide as she watched him. He liked the way she watched him. It made him feel ten feet tall and bulletproof.

“You sure you want this? I’m giving another chance to change your mind. But it’s not your last chance. All you have to do, at any point, is say no. I’ll stop and leave you alone, okay?” He kept his eyes on hers, making sure she understood. That fuckwad of an ex may not have taken no for an answer, but he was better than that. He wouldn’t force himself on a woman who didn’t want him.

Instead of saying anything, she lifted on hand, caressed it down his chest and stomach until she reached the waistband of his jeans.

“Shut up and come here.” She used her grip on his jeans to tug him down beside her. “I may not know everything, but I know what I’ve enjoyed so far.” She lifted her head and torso enough to press her lips against his.

The taste of her swiftly went to his head. He opened his mouth against hers, coaxing her to participate as he tasted her, then broke the kiss and trailed his mouth along her jaw, then down her neck. He let his hands play lightly along her skin. Easing the thick layer of covering back as he moved down her body, kissing and worshiping every inch as he revealed it.

When he got to her breasts, he made sure to give them equal attention. He licked, sucked, and eventually bit gently at the sensitive tips, watching her reactions for cues as to what she liked and what didn’t do anything for her.

“Oh, oh, oh!”

Her cries were music to his ears. In a way, it made him glad that the fucknugget that was her ex had been so pitifully inadequate in bed. He hadn’t given her enough pleasure to have any reason to make her silence her natural reactions. And Savage loved hearing them. He loved hearing every bit of how he made her feel.

He teased and played with her breasts until her voice had gone breathy. Her hands tangled in his hair, and she squirmed against him. He could tell from the way she moved, her husky pleas that she needed more but didn’t know what. She knew he could give her what she needed, but she didn’t know how to get there.

He let his hands slide farther down her body, easing the sleeping bag down her body. When one hand reached the apex of her thighs and dipped between them, he found her slick and hot. Her hips bucked, as his finger brushed her clit, and a whimper of need escaped her lips.

Savage eased her thighs apart, then lifted her legs free of the bedding, at the same time he worked his way down her belly, giving light kisses and nips with his teeth as he made his way to the treasure just waiting for him.

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Donna’sheadswam.Shesearched for what to say but the flood of sensations Savage sent through her pushed all sane thought from her head. Hell, it pushed all ability to think from her head.

His hands moving down her body didn’t surprise her. He’d done that the night before, when he’d shown her just how amazing she could feel, when touched by the right person. But when he’d followed the same path with his mouth, she’d tried to get him to stop, to push him away as he trailed his lips down to her belly button and past it.

“The light, shouldn’t we turn it off?” she asked.

“Not a chance. I want to see you. Watch you as you come apart around me. I want to see every thought across your face.”

Her face heated as his fingers parted her most intimate place, but she didn’t know what to do. How could he look at her there? Like that? When a rush of chilled air brushed across her skin, and every nerve in her body seemed to sit up and pay attention. A shiver shook her entire body as sensation after sensation swamped her senses.

Not knowing what else to do, she found her hands fisting in the blanket beneath her. A cry of surprise and pleasure ripped from her throat as Savage’s mouth closed over her core. His tongue danced over parts of her she’d barely known existed, much less that they could make her lose all sense of time and place. Her muscles tensed. Her mind went blank. Pleasure more intense than she’d ever known flooded her senses, turning the world white.

Unlike the night before when Savage had backed off and let her come down, this time he didn’t stop what he was doing, instead, he continued. When she once more became aware of what was happening, he’d eased back a little, but still licked and sucked a place where she never thought anyone would ever put their mouth.

She didn’t know how he seemed to know she’d come down from the peak of the pleasure but some how he did. He slipped what felt like two fingers deep inside her. She couldn’t help but groan at how full she felt as she stretched around him. Then his tongue flicked back and forth over that same bundle of nerves he’d hit last night. He did something with his hand inside her, brushed against something no one had ever touched before, causing her to jerk and twitch as the world seemed to disappear. All that existed was her and Savage and what he was doing to her.

This time she wasn’t sure if she blacked out or if everything was just so overwhelming but as her body relaxed, she realized he’d moved. Savage’s face now hovered over her. His gaze searching her face.

“You good?” His voice was low and husky.

She couldn’t speak, but nodded.

“Good.” He lowered his head and kissed her.

Donna didn’t hesitate to open her lips and let him dip inside. She tasted herself on him, and found she liked the unfamiliar, but tangy flavor. His hands roamed down her body, caressing and squeezing until she was aching and ready to beg for something, she wasn’t sure what, but she needed more. How could she need more after what he’d already made her feel? She didn’t know and couldn’t form the works to ask.

She was so lost to everything but the sensations, the feelings he was giving her that when he pulled away, even for a moment, her brain only functioned enough to know he was gone, and she wanted him back. Now.

She heard a cry of need, and it took her a moment to realize it had come from her. Before she could figure out where Savage had gone, he was back. His face hovering over hers. She reached for him, wanting nothing more than the amazing way he made her feel to continue. She wanted to feel him pressed against her, the wonderful sensation of peace he brought just with his presence. And she knew they weren’t done yet because while she’d never had an orgasm until Savage, he wasn’t the first she’d had sex with. She wouldn’t be in this situation if he was.

She felt him line himself up with her center and couldn’t help but wonder if maybe there was more to this part too. More than Noah had bothered to give her.

Slowly, as if afraid to hurt her, he pushed inside. The glorious feeling of being so full, yet needing something more, left her breathless.