Savage in the Streets: A Grumpy Romantic Comedy (Savage in Love) by Lark Anderson

Author:Lark Anderson [Anderson, Lark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lark Letter Press
Published: 2021-06-02T23:00:00+00:00

Bailey

Ashton throws me onto the bed, then makes a show of pulling off his shirt.

I still can’t believe this is happening. That Ashton Ward, with a blue-blood pedigree and Ivy League degree, is making such an effort to impress me.

He flexes his rock-hard abs like a peacock flaunting his feathers, and as much as I detest arrogant men, my body ignites in a swoon.

Then it strikes me. He’s anxious, which is ridiculous because of all the women he’s been with.

This is all because he likes me.

“Your looks and body are great,” I whisper. “But they don’t matter. All I want is you.”

He looks at me with an adoration that I don’t see in the men I’m usually date. As primal as his need is, he rushes nothing, and his slow, methodical advance toward me as he crawls onto the bed is torture to my longing soul.

“Fuck, Ashton—you don’t have to build anticipation when I’m already about to explode.”

I sit up, my lips meeting his as we lock in another passionate kiss, only parting when he slips my shirt up and over my head.

A hand slips behind my neck, disallowing my lips from escaping his, another slides under my backside, pulling me down as his torso presses against mine, forcing me flat on the bed.

“You’re so beautiful,” he moans, his mouth exploring my skin, his hands, my breasts.

With every feather-light touch of his lips, my body ignites until I can hardly stop myself from shaking.

A hand pulls at the elastic of my panties, bringing them down over my legs until I lay completely naked before him.

His eyes take me in, and I grow suddenly jealous that he gets to gaze at all of me while he’s still covered. I press my feet to the backs of his thighs, sending him jolting forward so I can grab the band of his pants and slide them down his fabulous rear.

When I look down between us at his rod of steel, I quiver, so high on lust I can barely see straight. It’s enormous, thick, and perfect in every way a cock could possibly be.

“You’re a little over-eager,” he says with a chuckle.

“Speak for yourself,” I shoot back as he shimmies the rest of the way out of his pants and boxer briefs.

His hands are on me again, exploring my cheeks, my throat, my breasts, and when he takes a puckered nipple into his mouth, clamping down lightly with his teeth, my pants turn into whimpers. Everything feels so hot. I need him. Badly.

“I want you inside of me,” I cry out.

“Not until I’ve had a chance to explore every part of you,” he says as he kisses down my stomach.

He throws my legs over his shoulders and settles into place, his thumbs tracing the crease between my legs as he gazes with reverence at my sex.

“God, you’re magnificent,” he rasps, his voice thick and husky. “And you’re all mine.”

He doesn’t give me a chance to respond. Instead, he delves his tongue between my sensitive folds in a sinful dance that sends my back jolting upward.

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