Savage Love (Wet & Wild Series, #2)

by Lexy Timms

  Kallie hoped they hadn’t taken any pictures. Any embarrassing photos that would surface later. She turned on her heel again and tried to get away, listening as James followed behind her. She was frightened. Pinned down. Felt like there was no escape. She held her hand up for a cab before James caught her wrist again, and she struggled to get free from his grasp.

  “I don’t want you, James!”

  She yelled it as loud as she could, startling him as he dropped her wrist. A cab pulled up beside her and the driver got out of the car, his eyes boring into the man standing in front of her. She glared at him. Took him in one last time before she ducked down into the yellow car. The driver slid back in and drove off, leaving James standing on the street.

  “You okay, ma’am?” the driver asked.

  But Kallie wasn’t paying attention.

  Her phone was immediately ringing.

  James was calling. Messaging. Leaving voice mails she didn’t want to listen to. She turned her phone off and closed her eyes, leaning back against the seat. What the fuck had just happened? Where the hell had that come from? James was many things, but forceful and possessive he wasn’t. It was like he wouldn’t let her go. It was like he came to the restaurant with the idea that she wasn’t leaving without him.

  The thought made her shiver as she rattled off the address to her apartment.

  She ran upstairs and tossed her things into a corner. Peeling her clothes off, she left a trail from the door to the bathroom, her hands trembling as she started to run a bath. The water was hot and the bubbles were thick. All she wanted was to wash off her ex-fiancé and the terrible feelings he engendered. Kallie poured herself a big glass of wine and settled into the bath, still trembling from the night’s activities. Tears streaked her cheeks as she chugged the red liquid, trying to get her body to relax.

  “It’s okay,” she said to herself. “You’re safe. You’re fine. He’s gone.”

  With the hot water soaking around her body and the quiet of her apartment, the wine was able to do its job. On an empty stomach, it warmed her and relaxed her muscles, easing her into a new life. A life without James or his disgusting tongue. The thought made her shiver again. That dirty mouth had been on hers and she didn’t like it. She couldn't believe the last man that would touch her after what she experienced with Ash that day was him.

  James.

  The man who had touched five other women during the course of their relationship.

  Oh, shit. Ash.

  She forgot to call Ash.

  Before she could get out of the tub, a bang resounded at her front door. Her entire body tightened up and fear encased her heart. The bang sounded again and that time, Kallie jumped. Yelped. Shook as goose bumps fluttered along her skin. The wineglass toppled over as she reached for her bathrobe. Was James at her door?

  James better not be at her door. She was going to claw his eyes out if he was.

  With a shaking form, her eye looked through the peephole of the door. And what she saw settled her gut. It wasn't James standing at her door. It was Ash.

  And he was pissed.

  Kallie opened her door and he stormed in. His eyes raged with fear and confusion as he slammed her apartment door behind him. His eyes darted around the apartment as his nostrils flared, and Kallie planted her hands onto his chest.

  “I’m sorry,” she said. “I’m sorry I didn’t call.”

  “You promised,” he said as he gripped her hips. “You promised me you would call.”

  “It was an eventful night. I turned my phone off. Ash, look at me.”

  His wild eyes fell to hers as he backed her into the wall. His hands slid up her curves. His eyes darted along her skin. His warmth was comforting, and she instantly relaxed against every part of him.

  “I called. Texted. Left messages. There was nothing, Kallie. I thought...”

  “I know,” she said. “I’m sorry.”

  “Why the fuck didn’t you call?”

  His lips crashed against hers with a ferocity that sent shock waves through her body. His hands pinned her wrists above her head as his thigh pushed between hers. He stroked his leg against her bare pussy and she ached for him. She needed his touch. Needed Ash to be the last man who kissed her that night. Who commanded her that night.

  Who pressed against her that night.

  Ash’s lips fell from hers and she gasped to catch her breath. Her head was swimming and silver stars burst in her vision. It was clear he was riled up. Desperate. Worried. Angry. And she was all those things too. How was she going to explain what happened? What James had done and the things he had accused her of?

  She didn’t want to relive it.

  All she wanted ... was Ash.

  “Promises are everything,” Ash said with a growl. “Don’t you dare break one again.”

  “I’m sorry,” Kallie said with a whisper. “I won’t.”

  “Is that a promise?”

  Her eyes fluttered up to his and the rage gave way to desperation.

  “I’m safe and sound,” she said. “And yes, that’s a promise.”

  “I’ll be the judge of your safety,” he said.

  Their lips crashed back together, and she could feel Ash tugging at her robe. Slipping the fabric from her naked body before it fell to the floor. His teeth bit down onto her lower lip, making her shiver as his hands roamed her body. He cupped her breasts a little too hard and pinched her nipples a little too much. She stood on her tiptoes and raked her hands through his hair, then tried to guide his lips down her neck.

  But his hand fisted her hair and kept her upright. Kept her eyes connected with his as his body scanned her. Drank her in.

  Made sure she was okay.

  “Ash, look at me.”

  His hazel eyes panned back up to hers and his pupils blew wide. The black of his eyes swallowed down the beautiful stare she was so accustomed to. Her hand came up to touch his cheek and he faltered, allowing his jawline to fall into the palm of her hand.

  Then he took back his control, tugging her head to the side and sucking on a patch of skin at her shoulder.

  Chapter 17

  Ash

  Ash felt unbalanced. Unhinged. Possessive in a way he’d never encountered before. He suckled at Kallie’s neck and felt her melt into him, but he couldn't take his eyes off her body. He had to make her come. Make her his in all the ways bombarding his mind. Kallie wasn’t her ex’s. He’d blown his chance. And he wasn’t going to squander his by allowing time with her ex over dinner to overshadow what he could give her. How he could make her feel. The connection that brewed between them every time they were together.

  “Ash,” Kallie said with a whisper.

  And something inside of him snapped.

  He picked up her naked body by her ass cheeks and barreled her into her room. He slammed her onto the bed, his lips paving a way through the valley of her breasts. He teased her nipples. Nibbled on them and lapped at them until Kallie was a panting, quivering mess. Her legs were spread lusciously for him and he could feel her juices staining his skin. His hands fisted her excess. Grabbed onto her hips and pulled her closer as she rolled into his body. Seeking any sort of friction she could get.

  He had to make her come.

  He’d go mad if he didn’t.

  He knew something happened. He knew something wasn’t right with Kallie. He could feel the tension in her body and he wanted to release it with his tongue. He slid down her form and planted his knees into the carpeted flooring of her bedroom. He pulled her hips to the edge of the bed and wrapped her thighs around his cheeks. He wanted to suck all of the tension from her body and shoulder it himself. He wanted Kallie to give it all over to him, so she didn’t have to worry a second longer about that disgusting ex of hers. His hands raked up to her waist and grabbed her tightly as her hands wound into the tendrils of his hair.

  Then he parted her pussy folds with his tongue and got to work.

  Her clit pulsed against his tongue and she began rolli
ng into him. Fucking his face with all of energy she had left. He smiled into her. Lapped at her dripping pussy. Caught every drop of her mouthwatering arousal on the tip of his tongue. He pressed into her and moaned. Raked his stubble along the corners of her pussy lips. Felt her jump against his cheeks as her pussy pushed more juices out for him to fill his stomach on. Kallie was decadent. The finest cuisine in the entire country. He felt himself falling into her. Losing himself between the valley of her legs as she locked her ankles behind his head.

  “Ash. Yes. Please don’t stop. Never stop. Don’t stop, please!”

  He moved his head side to side. A languid motion that sent her over the edge. His eyes whipped open and he watched as her back arched. Her tits spilled over her body and her hips shook against his face. Her thighs clamped down around his cheeks and he smiled. Kissed every open part of her skin as goose bumps trickled down her legs. His hands slid to her sides. Cupped her ass and massaged every piece of open skin he could find.

  And when she finally collapsed back down onto the bed, he stood up and guided his cock into her pussy.

  He set a relentless pace. Fucking her so hard her tits jumped in her face. He tossed Kallie’s ankles over his shoulders and pulled her closer. Curled his fingers into her hips and fucked his cock with her body. He watched her fist the sheets. Watched her lips pucker into a tight little O. Watched her eyes squeeze shut as her pussy clamped down around his cock. So beautiful, his Pretty Kallie. So wanton for his dick. He felt her pussy pulling him deeper. Drowning his cock in her juices until nothing could be smelled but the scent of her around his skin.

  Kallie reached for his hands and their fingers threaded together. He pulled at her arms until her back arched and watched the joyous show that were her bouncing tits. His toes curled into the carpet as her juices dripped down his balls. Her hair flying wildly. Her fingernails curling into his skin. Her body was stretched to the limit and he loved the sight. Loved the way even her muscles gave themselves over to the feel of him.

  “Come for me,” Ash said. “Come on my cock, Pretty Kallie.”

  Her moans filled the room and sent Ash into a frenzy. He spiraled, slamming into her hips until the entire frame of the bed moved across the floor. Her pussy fluttered around him as he moved with the bed. He felt his balls curl up into his body as his eyes grew weak. They fluttered closed, despite his best efforts to keep them open. He fell to Kallie’s body as their fingers parted. Her hands flew around his neck and dug into the meat of his back and he fell into her body. Covered her. Held her tightly to him as his cock dumped into her.

  Kallie’s pussy squeezed him. Milked him. Swallowed down everything he had to give. He collapsed into her, covered in sweat, and his mouth found hers as they breathed each other’s air.

  “My Pretty Kallie,” he said into her lips.

  She pulled him into bed next to her, his cock sliding from between her legs.

  It was a tight fit, but Ash loved it. Took in every second of it. He loved being pressed against her with the swell of her ass in the crook of his pelvis. They needed to clean up, but neither of them could move. Not even the wet spot below their bodies deterred them from sleep. He kissed her shoulder and her neck and her cheek. Ran his fingers through her hair until her breathing steadied against his chest.

  Then he slipped off into a peaceful slumber, feeling Kallie’s body relax with every passing second.

  The sun wasn’t even up when Ash opened his eyes. Kallie was on her back and Ash was draped around her, his face pressed into her bosom. He smiled and nuzzled her tit with his nose, watching it slowly pucker to that beautiful peak he loved to suckle on. He glanced up and saw Kallie stirring. Saw a yawn unhinge her jaw.

  He reached up and captured her lips, swallowing the rest of her yawn as her eyes flew open.

  He felt her giggle into him as her lazy body opened up to him again. Her arms slinked around his neck and pulled him close as he took in the taste of her morning breath. How could a woman taste so good, even in the morning? How could any one woman call to him the way Kallie did? His cock pulsed against her pussy and she opened her legs, then rolled into him and captured the tip of his cock’s head.

  He slid into her effortlessly, watching as her entire body gave way to him.

  Their lips never disconnected as he propped himself up onto his forearm. His hand caressed her side. Her breasts. Her cheek and her hips. He rolled slowly into her, pulling her from her state of sleep as their eyes connected. He kissed her. Suckled on her lower lip. Nuzzled her nose and breathed in her air. His hand slipped between her swollen pussy folds and found her wanton clit, pulsing for attention as she gasped.

  “Ash,” she said with a whisper. “Go slow.”

  Slowly—torturously—he circled her clit. Watched as Kallie’s body came to life. He filled her with his cock time and time again, relishing the feel of her body’s warmth encompassing him. Her legs jittered and her body shook. Her hands slid up and down his back, taking in the muscles that moved with effort to bring her to climax yet again. He wanted to see it. Needed to see it. Needed to watch the emotions cascade through her eyes that only he saw when the two of them were together.

  “Oh my gosh. Don’t stop. Keep going. Like that. Don’t ... don’t move. Don’t ... I...”

  He sank into her, pressing his fingers into her throbbing clit. Kallie fell over the edge and he watched every second as she came around his cock. He didn’t need to come. He didn’t need to release. He wanted to give her the distraction she needed. He wanted to remind her of all the things only he ever elicited in her. He watched her body shake as her pussy pulled him deeper into her body. He watched her body shake and dart as his fingertips coaxed her clit until she collapsed to the bed. She panted. Gasped. Tossed her arm over her face and smiled.

  He pulled himself from her body and bent forward to kiss her lips, taking in the sweet taste of his morning Kallie.

  “I really need to shower,” she said.

  “Or you could stay in bed with me and let me worship you,” Ash said.

  He kissed down her body, ready to taste her pussy again. But her fingers gripped his hair and she pulled him back up her body. Their lips crashed together, and Kallie giggled before she wiggled out from underneath him. She sat up and he quickly straddled her from behind, his arms wrapping around her waist.

  “I’m gross.”

  “You're beautiful,” Ash said.

  “I need a shower, Ash.”

  “What you need is to lie back down and get more sleep.”

  “I need to shower so I can get to the office.”

  “You are your own boss,” he said. “You can go to the office whenever you choose.”

  “And I choose to be at the office by eight,” she said.

  Ash rolled his eyes and let out a playful groan. He released Kallie long enough to let her stand, but not long enough to get away from him. He threaded their fingers together and he walked with her to her bathroom, fully prepared to take a shower with her. To watch the water cascade down her form and maybe taste her pussy one last time before she left him for her workday.

  But her shower was much too small for his wide frame.

  “That’s it. You can’t take a shower,” Ash said as he spun Kallie into his arms.

  She blew a raspberry up at him and it drew a smile across his cheeks.

  He cleaned himself up at the sink while she took a decent shower. He could clean himself up again at his place before taking on any ventures for the day. He splashed some water in his face and used a washcloth and some soap to wipe himself down. He dried himself off with a towel in the corner before handing it to Kallie, and the second she took it from his grasp he froze.

  Things felt very domestic with her.

  And he liked it.

  The water to the shower shut off and Kallie stepped out with a towel wrapped around her body. But it didn’t stay that way for long. Ash tugged at the towel as she leaned over the sink, his hands running up and down her wet form. She s
quealed and slapped at his hands and he got her turned around, then pinned her to the edge of the counter. His hands planted beside her and he bent her over it, their lips colliding and their tongues doing battle. His hand came up and palmed her beautiful breast. Coaxed her nipple to a painful peak before reaching down with his lips to taste it.

  Kallie sighed, and it was music to his ears.

  “Ash, we can’t. I have to work.”

  Reluctantly, Ash stepped back. He wrapped his arm around Kallie and brought her in for one last kiss, feeling the way she bowed into him. Her body fit his perfectly. Like two puzzle pieces cut specifically for each other. He stood at the doorway of the bathroom and watched Kallie get dressed, and he wanted nothing more than to peel those clothes right back off.

  “Did you drive?” Kallie asked.

  Her voice ripped him from his trance, and he was disappointed to see her ready to leave.

  “No. I took a cab last night to come see you,” Ash said.

  “Then we can share a cab.”

  “Oooh, cab sex. I like that idea.”

  “Wait, that’s a thing? No. No, even if it is, it’s not a thing with me,” she said.

  Ash chuckled as he put on his clothes, then he escorted her to her front door.

  He hailed a cab, then opened her door, so she could scoot in. And the second his ass hit the seat, his arms were reaching out for her. He pulled her into his lap and smoothed her pencil skirt up her thighs. She squealed and giggled, and he did his best to dishevel her appearance. He tried to take the clip out of her hair, but she slapped his wrist. He tried to suckle at the skin on her neck, but she pulled away. She giggled and ground down into his cock as it sprang to life, but beyond caressing her smooth thighs and feeling her waist through her clothes, Kallie didn’t let him do much.

  “Ash. I’m ... we’re ... here,” Kallie said with a giggle.

  She twisted out of his grasp and he relinquished her to the seat of the cab. He looked over at the small office building and saw there were some rooms for rent. He furrowed his brow and looked over at Kallie, watched as she tried to make herself look presentable.