My Savage

by Ellie Jean

  My voice quietens.

  “I’m a virgin.”

  Despite how many women I’ve had my fingers and tongue on, running my hand over Phoebe’s heated, flushed skin was like a door opening, blinding me with the brightest beam of light.

  A new chapter. The cabin was supposed to bring clarity and in a way it has.

  Phoebe Kearney.

  Exercising precise and tender strokes, not unraveling and pumping my cock deep within her, took the utmost restraint. And I wanted to do it. Fucking butterflies made home in my stomach, worried she’d run for the hills when my tongue landed on her sumptuous clit, but she stayed, allowing me to drive her body to an all-time high.

  Phoebe deserved for me to be slow and delicate because of her previous experience with men. I wanted every ounce of me to be pouring directly into her.

  My strength would be her strength.

  She’s already moved beyond her own ability to look at and talk to men in a very short period of time. She responds beautifully under my touch and I want to show her what more could feel like.

  Phoebe’s body is alluring and sensual, but she doesn’t see that, yet. Her moans and murmurs made my cock strain against my pants, and I can’t wait to show her the effect she has on me.

  Courageous and strong, a fucking virgin still, allowing me to have free rein over her body. My hand cups her cheek and I sigh. “Baby, I knew you were a special gift.” Her crystal blue eyes hooded from her orgasm look to me. “One that I shouldn’t be allowed to be near, let alone run my fingers over and lay next to, but I’m not giving you up. Phoebe, I’m fucking honored that you allowed me the privilege of seeing your glorious body naked, for giving me permission to taste the most intimate part of you, giving me the go-ahead to touch your silky smooth skin, and for sharing your most personal details with me.” My throat clogs, and I cough. “The trust you put in me is enormous.”

  Her chest rises and falls rapidly, my finger stroking her cheek wipes a stray tear away. “I think we are one of the lucky ones that have another chance at something amazing.”

  A feather-light touch roams across my abs and navel. She is trying hard to be brave. “I agree.”

  My hairs stand up straight across my arms as she continues. She’s fucking tantalizing and if she keeps going, Phoebe’s going to see a whole other side of me.

  “Tell me, how do you feel now?” My normally gruff voice is hushed.

  “Are you looking for a compliment?” A grin pulls at her mouth and her fingers gain momentum around my chest, arms, and shoulders.

  “Well, the last one I was compared to your toy. So perhaps?” I clasp my hand over my chest, capturing her hand under mine.

  “You’re a miracle worker, taking over my body and shattering me into shimmery stars. From my childhood, to wandering from place to place and even back here in LA, feeling safe was unknown to me. I can honestly say, you make me feel protected, secure, and ‘someone’.”

  Pulling her body closer to mine, skin on skin, I kiss the top of her head, my grip tightening on her waist. Nipping her ear, I drift my lips down her neck, running my tongue over it, tasting her, restraining myself from biting into her skin. Leaning her head away from me, Phoebe gives me access to her slender neck. My arms tighten further.

  “Am I crushing you?”

  “Yes but I like it.”

  “I do too.” Laying on our sides, I lower my mouth to her breasts. They’ve been taunting me, and my restraint is waning. Kisses start out slow and methodical, my tongue circling her taut nub. My hands explore more of her skin, running over the curves of her hips, down over her round ass. It’s as delectable as I knew it would be.

  “Oh, Ocean. Please.”

  Biting her nipple, her hips move, and she lets out a groan. Pushing down her panties, I do it with care so she’s not startled. “Is this okay?”

  “Yes.” Breathless, she responds, moving her legs to take them off completely. I don’t wait for a change of mind, cupping her bare ass while feasting on her breasts. I could stay here forever.

  “Explore me more, baby.” She needs to know I want her.

  “Hmmm.” Heat laces my skin with each brush of her lips. Biting on her nipple, her back arches into me, and her nails scrape on my back. “Snap. Sorry.”

  Looking up, her face has concern written all over it. “Baby, nothing you do needs you to say sorry, okay?”

  Nodding, but not believing me, I slide up and kiss her mouth.

  Restraint’s broken. I can’t hold back. Vulnerable and fucking cute, I take advantage of it and eat her lips and tongue, craving more of her sweetness instead of my normal pack of candies. Phoebe wraps her legs around mine and kisses me back. Naked, entwined, and ready to combust, my cock pushes against her leg and she pauses for a moment.

  I don’t stop, I can’t.

  Her hand runs across my ass and a finger delves down my waistband, pushing them down. Lifting my hip, they push down toward my knee and I help her with the rest of the way. My hand moves up her thigh, to her delicate folds. “Are you still alright?”

  Her fingers dance across my stomach and inch closer toward my cock. Her bravery stopping before she gets to it. Mine keep moving and dip inside the folds.

  “Holy fuck, baby, you’re so wet.” Swirling my finger, I lightly caress her. My heart thumps in my neck.

  A sound leaves her lips, but I don’t give her time to come up for any long period of air, but her fingers move a little closer to my length. As much as I need her to take me in her hand, stroking my dick and balls, I won’t push her. My finger plunges inside her and I push deeper in, making her moan louder. Soft against me, her body moves with mine.

  “Okay?”

  Bright eyes spear me as she gathers air into her lungs, her head nods at the same time her fingers curl softly around my cock. Trying not to make any sudden move forward, I concentrate on my job, tantalizing her pussy.

  “Fuck.” Like a prayer, I moan, with my eyes rolling back into my head. “So fucking good.”

  Moving a little faster, matching a pace similar to mine, she strokes up and down, sometimes with a little more grip than the next, her fingertips grazing my balls sending my blood shooting around my veins. Without much control, I thrust two fingers into her, and she rides them, panting loudly. Her neck stretches and I take advantage, leaning in, nipping on it.

  “Ocean, will you be my first?”

  Silently, I can just hear her over my heavy breathing.

  “I can think of nothing better, but is this what you really want?”

  “I’ve been waiting for a long time, I now know I was meant to wait for you. For the man who would save… oh, dear Lord.” Running circles around her jewel, her legs are jittery, and her hands fly up and over the head of my dick, almost making me explode.

  Bending backward, leaving the warmth, my hand reaches for my wallet.

  “I’m on the pill if that helps.” Cupping my balls, tenderly like they are glass, I move my hand on top of hers, grasping them tighter, showing her that I can’t be hurt. “Helps with keeping my cycle regular.”

  “Baby, are you okay with me going in bare?” This woman keeps on surprising me.

  “I want to feel all of you, Ocean.”

  Without delay, I roll her onto her back and admire her beauty and trust she is giving me. “You’re fucking beautiful, Phoebe.” Lining up my cock, I nudge the tip in and push in fast, holding still as her nails dig into me, my lips kissing hers with fervor. I want her pain to be obliterated by our kissing.

  “I’m going to move, baby.”

  Moving back, I push in slowly again and let her adjust to my size before rotating my hips, sending her higher and higher.

  Phoebe cries out.

  “Okay?” I still.

  “Yes.” Grasping my ass, she reconnects our lips and she pulls me closer to her, my hips rearing back and forward.

  “Again?”

  Nodding, I move in and out at a slow pace, finding a steady rhythm. Her breasts
beneath me, slide against my skin. My head beads with sweat, trying to hold myself back and I lose it when she groans with pleasure underneath me.

  Accepting me completely, her hips perfectly match mine in unison, straining, my neck muscles tighten, my hands braced next to her head grasp the pillow. Softness gone, I pound Phoebe. I thought I could be gentle with her, but it is impossible. Her spell overtaking all senses leaving me raw and untamed. The inferno continues to build deep within.

  “More?”

  “Please,” Phoebe pleads, and I pump ruthlessly, hitting far within, over and over.

  “Ocean.” Squeezing my cock mercilessly, her cry is everything. I’m blindsided by her sensual body. I rocket into her, stilling as she moans under me. Jerking a couple of times, I raise up on my forearms so I’m not squashing Phoebe under me. Shooting embers blaze in my vision, her body connected to mine is humbling and mind-blowing.

  Leaning down, I kiss her swollen lips with care.

  “Phoebe, that was incredible. You are incredible.” Her hands run up and down my back, calming my overheated body, my eyes stay on her face until she finally opens her eyes. A spark dazzles me even more.

  I’d put it there.

  “Are you okay?” The pulse in her neck throbs fast. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I kinda lost control.” Breathless, I gasp in some air, filling my depleted lungs.

  “Nope. Okay’s not even close to how I feel.” Clasping her hands around my face, her thumbs stroke my cheek. “Because of your gentleness and need to keep me safe, my mind and body were able to step out from their fear and darkness. You have shown me the sparkliest light and to you, I will forever be grateful. I will remember tonight always.”

  Closing her eyes, her body depleted and relaxed, she murmurs. “It was perfect, you are perfect.”

  Pulling the sheet up, I wrap my arms around her, trying to stay connected for as long as possible. Planting a small kiss on her head, I breathe in, taking in the smell of Phoebe and sex in my bedroom. “Thank you for giving me your special gift.”

  How embarrassing.

  Falling asleep after losing my virginity to the boy I would dream about even when I had been battered black and blue all the years ago. Fatigue and extreme bliss overwhelming me, I passed out.

  Shaking my head, I can’t believe I did that.

  “I wish I could tell you how much last night meant to me.” Whispering more to myself than Ocean, the sun is barely rising, darkness cloaking outside still. He needs more sleep after yesterday dealing with Kyle and my brother. The lamp allowing enough light to see Ocean’s relaxed face laying close to mine. He is sex rolled into a dangerous, deadly package, gorgeous and rugged, I am the luckiest girl.

  Staring at this man is pure paradise.

  A feeling of calmness and peace swept through me when Ocean voiced he remembered my brother and me. A young, insignificant girl from years before.

  An epiphany took hold.

  I’d known this man in my most vulnerable state, when I’d been the target for two pathetic men who thought it was okay to abuse me physically and emotionally like it’s okay to eat breakfast every morning.

  I was safe with Ocean.

  I could trust him.

  He knew me and still liked me when I was a teenage wreck. I could be myself with him and not feel threatened or ridiculed.

  My mind finally allowed me to be free and it’s the most ridiculous thing, but a genuine weight was lifted.

  Phoebe Kearney could be herself, not afraid of men and how they portrayed me because Ocean was the only man’s opinion I craved and cared about.

  Years later, I now had him.

  For how long I don’t know, but I want to make the most of what time we have together.

  “You can’t imagine how many times I thought about you when I was hiding in the back of the shop, waiting at four-twenty-five daily hoping to catch a glimpse of your face and hear your deep voice. You kept me alive because I did anything to ensure I could see you day after day, you were my goal which got me out of bed every day.” Touching his face tenderly, his chest rises and falls slowly, mine gets faster. “Giving you my first time was perfect. Wanting to repay you for those years you helped me, but unable to when you left. Last night was everything I imagined and more. It was a dream come true.”

  Moving my legs a little, pain throbs at my apex. A smile erupts. “This feeling has to stay to remind me how amazing you felt inside me.”

  “What feeling’s that, baby?” Raspy and delicious, I look at his calm face, bright eyes staring at me.

  “I thought you were sleeping.”

  “I was, but the voice of an angel spoke.” Surrounded by his arms, draped across my stomach, he places a kiss on my cheek. “So, what feelings?”

  “I’m sore below but a good sore.” Blinking, my face heats and I try to hide my embarrassment. He kisses my nose.

  “I was a little rough on you, but I couldn’t restrain myself.” Smoldering, dark eyes pierce me. “You were fucking amazing. Blew me apart.”

  Oh, wow. My cheeks flush and I grin. “I didn’t know it could be so good.”

  “It will only get better. First time can be stressful.”

  “I was calm, but nervous. I knew I was in good hands.” Pulling me close to him, he takes my lips in for a slow, burning kiss.

  “Always.” Sincere and low, there’s no mistaking he means it.

  Heated from being in his arms, I’m filled inside with a new sensation warming more than just my skin.

  Desire.

  Passion.

  Trust.

  Closing my eyes, I inhale.

  Lips fall on mine, his tongue takes over my mouth. Demanding this time. I let him and I try to keep pace. If I wasn’t lying down, I would be knocked over by his emotion and force.

  Ocean does care for me.

  My heart swells, indicating how much I want him.

  Knock… Knock… Knock…

  Pulling away, Ocean’s mouth is still trying to eat mine. “Someone’s at the door.”

  Grinning, he whispers, “If we ignore them, they will go away.”

  Knock… Knock… Knock…

  “I don’t think they’re going anywhere.” My hand rests on his hip, he rolls onto his back annoyed at the intrusion. My hand falls onto his thick, erect, cock.

  “Whoops.” Pulling my hand back, my face lights up like a beacon.

  “It won’t bite you, baby.” Taking my hand casually, he places it on his length and shows me how he likes to be touched. It’s so silky, but hard. Cradled by his large hand, he manipulates my fingers over the lower parts, right up to the tip.

  Internal core alert. I’m ready to combust.

  Bang… Bang… Bang…

  “Ocean, let that cute girl of yours out of bed. Bluebell’s got plans with us today.” Crystal’s voice rings through the steel door with surprising clarity.

  “Looks like we are going to have to put our plans on hold.” Although disappointment swirls in his eyes, there’s a smile tugging at his mouth.

  “Hmmm. I guess so.” Touching him one last time, I roll on my back looking at the ceiling. “How loud is that girl?”

  “Oh, you ain’t heard nothing yet. These girls are crazy when they get together and party.” With a swift kiss to my cheek, Ocean’s up and I watch his naked ass as he pulls his jeans up. I could watch him all day without tiring.

  “Do you know what this is about?” Trying to get my legs to work, I’m still Jell-O from last night.

  Shrugging his shoulders, he walks toward the door. “We’ll know in a minute.”

  “Okay, I’ll get dressed.” Glad that I was able to get some of my own clothes, I put on a blue dress because jeans will probably be too harsh against my tender folds. Brushing my teeth and hair, there’re hushed voices out in the lounge area. I put on my sandals, checking myself out in the mirror. Cheeks flushed, a sparkle in my eye and I’m quite sure I have a spring in my step.

  Rounding the corner, I see Crystal, Eme
rald, and Lace. All eyes turn to me, smiles on everyone’s faces.

  “Morning.” Heading to Ocean, he senses that I’m out of my depth and holds my waist, pulling me against him giving me courage.

  “Good morning, Bluebell, did you sleep well?” Lace smirks and I cast my eyes to Ocean.

  “Yeah, I did.”

  “The girls want to take you out shopping with them, for Emerald’s wedding outfit.”

  “Oh.” Drawing in my eyebrows I really want to go but will my brother be trying to find me? “I’d love to, but my brother…”

  “You’ll be okay, Tanner’s organized tight security around you all plus you have Lace and Emerald with you.”

  Raising my eyebrows in question, I notice Crystal’s name didn’t get a mention.

  Ocean points to Lace. “Knife-wielding expert.”

  “Okay.” Shock makes my eyes widen again. I had forgotten that small fact. “And Emerald?”

  “Sweetie, I’ll kick anyone’s ass if they try to get near any of us. Nothing’s going to spoil this day.”

  “I’ll take off my custom-made Gucci shoe and heel them in the face if need be.” Directing her comment to Ocean, I giggle. “I can be lethal just like them, preferring to only when needed.”

  Shaking his head, I relax in his arm.

  These lovely ladies have accepted me into their close-knit group in only a few hours. I shake my head in disbelief.

  “I’d love to.”

  “Wonderful.” Emerald walks to Ocean and kisses his cheek, whispering “Perfect.”

  “I think so.” Looking at me, his eyes shine, the light gold flecks highlighted.

  My smile widens. My back straightens and my chest pounds.

  Latching on to my other arm, Lace holds on to me. “Time to go, we’ve got a huge day ahead.”

  Leaning down, Ocean kisses me. “Enjoy yourself and don’t worry. We’re only a phone call away and security will be tight.”

  Nodding, I grab my bag as Lace pulls me out of the apartment.

  “First stop, breakfast. I’m starving.” Lace walks with me, rubbing her stomach. Crystal’s heels clicking on the marble tiles in front and Emerald is on the other side of me.