Savannah Series Boxed Set: Four Full Novels and One Novella

by Jamie, Danielle

  “Not at all. We’re just about to play some drinking-games; if you are up for some ‘I have never’…?” She says smiling up at me. I can see she’s nervous…she makes my heart skip a fuckin’ beat when she smiles up at me lookin’ shy and seductive all at the same time. She keeps rubbing her hands along her legs to smooth out her dress, and every time she does so I can’t help but have my eyes linger down at her killer legs, aching to feel them wrapped tightly around me as I fuck her into submission.

  “I’m not one to back away from a challenge, Miss. Livingston.” She’s going to be a challenge, and one I don’t intend to lose.

  “Oh gosh, please, call me Savannah. Miss. Livingston makes me sound so old,” She’s giggling nonstop, which I image is a nervous trait. Usually it annoys the hell out of me, but with Savannah it’s actually turning me on more.

  If that’s even possible.

  “Well then, Savannah, I would love to play; I’m eager to learn some of your dirty little secrets.” Imagining Savannah’s naughty side is killing me. I’m two seconds away from lifting her off this couch and dragging her into my office. She keeps fidgeting and re-crossing her legs. All I can think about is running my hands along her thigh. Making my way up in between them and dipping my fingers into that sweet little pussy of hers.

  After playing drinking games for almost an hour and watching Savannah lick salt off of her hand and seductively suck on limes; I’m about to explode. I can see a glimmer in her eye; she also feels the sexual tension between us. She loves the effect she’s having over me.

  The waitress brings a new round of drinks for everyone. Savannah’s done with shots and is now drinking a Whiskey Sour. I eagerly take a shot of whiskey from the tray and toss it back, welcoming the burn as it travels to my stomach.

  “So much for your three drink limit. You passed that right after we stepped through the door,” Reagan smirks, “Are we all going to meet your wild side tonight?” He asks Savannah as she holds her glass in one hand, and dangles her cherry in the other.

  Turning and smiling at him she says, “I don’t know, maybe you will.” I about lose it right then and there as she puts the cherry onto her tongue and pops it off of the stem. All I can imagine is the head of my dick in her mouth. I run my fingers along her shoulder not being able to control myself. I have to touch her...feel her silky skin. I want so badly to taste every inch of her body.

  Looking over at me she sets the cherry stem on her tongue. A small growl escapes my lips. Luckily for me, between the loud music and her friends talking, no one hears me. Sticking her tongue out at Reagan and me, she plucks the knotted cherry stem from her mouth.

  “It’s been too long,” Reagan says as he raises an eyebrow at Savannah. “I’ve missed that wild and crazy chick. She’s been locked away for far too long, but from the looks of things, she’s clawing her way out as we speak.” He points at her tongue and throws his head back in laughter.

  “Wild and crazy Savannah is here, good girl Savannah is back in Los Angeles. I’m ready to have the time of my life,” She says turning and locking eyes with me again, this time resting her hand on my thigh.

  I can’t take it any longer. Leaning down I whisper into her ear. “Impressive. I wonder what other things that tongue of yours can do,” I can feel her tremble as my words wash over her.

  “Oh, believe me, that isn’t all I can do,” she smiles back at me squeezing my thigh. It feels like the temperature just jumped a thousand degrees in here. Savannah is shocking the shit outta me right now. I’m loving this side of her she’s showing me. Sliding my hand along her back, I pull her flush against me, needing to have her close.

  Pressing my mouth against her ear, I whisper seductively to her, “I would like nothing more than to have you show me all your other talents. I bet it would be a night to remember, with the wild and crazy Savannah Livingston.” I feel drunk just off of her perfume. Throwing caution to the wind, I trail kisses down her neck, gently sucking. She lets out a small moan and squeezes my leg again; she wants this just as badly as I do.

  With shaky hands, she tossed back the remainder of her drink. I love the way her tongue glides over her lips, licking the alcohol from them. I want so badly to suck her lip into my mouth.

  Standing, she takes my hand into hers, “Well, then I think a good way to kick off this evening would be for you to dance with me.” We walk hand in hand towards the stairs and head to the dance floor. I will take any excuse to have her body pressed against mine.

  We maneuver through the crowd of people until we make it to the dance floor, and as soon as we do, I pull her against me. I slide one hand under her hair gripping her neck and rest my other hand at the small of her back. It takes all I have to not take her ass into my hand.

  Savannah runs her hand along my chest, instantly making my body tighten beneath her touch. I get lost momentarily, as I stare down into her smoky eyes and slide my gaze over her kiss me plump pink lips. She has to be the most gorgeous woman to ever grace this earth. Tonight has definitely taken a turn for the better. The moment my eyes fell on her dancing on my bar, I knew tonight would be ending with her in my bed.

  “I don’t know what it is about you Kayden Knox, but you’ve got me under a spell. I have never behaved like this; it’s like I’m being drawn to you and I can’t turn away, no matter how hard I try.”

  “Well that’s good to know, because the feelings are definitely mutual. You drive me crazy. In just the last few hours, I’ve thought of a million different ways to make you come,” Before I can even register what’s happening, Savannah is lunging at my mouth, and crushing her lips against mine. Lifting her off of the ground, I kiss her back with just as much passion, loving the feeling of her hair tangled in my fingers.

  I can’t wait any longer. Still holding her against me, I make my way towards my office in the back of the club. Opening the door, I step inside, quickly kicking the door shut and locking it.

  Pulling my lips away from hers, I stare down at her. She’s gasping for air, and is all flustered. Reaching down, I rip her panties off needing her naked immediately. Within seconds, Savannah is lunging back on me, gripping my shirt in her hands and pulling my mouth back against hers. I love the sounds she’s making into my mouth as my tongue caresses hers.

  Walking with her as our mouths are still connected, we make our way over to my couch. Mustering the last ounce of will power I have left, I pull my mouth away from hers. I love seeing the effect I have on her. Her entire body is screaming at me to fuck her. She plops down onto the couch, and I kneel down between her thighs.

  “Since the moment we met, all I’ve wanted to do is to taste you,” I say working my body between her legs as I kiss a path down her neck. “Let’s get this dress off of you; I need to see you…all of you.” Wasting no time, I quickly unzip her dress, pull it over her head and toss it onto the floor.

  Seeing her lying on my leather sofa, naked and ready for me, I realize there’s no getting over this one. Savannah Livingston is going to ruin me for every other woman on the God damn planet.

  One Day After Vertigo

  Rolling over, I sprawl out across my king-size bed in my penthouse suite. My mind is hazy from all the shots I drank last night, and my head is pounding. Moving my hand around the bed, I feel for Savannah. Forcing my eyelids to open, I peer over to the side of the bed where she fell asleep, and feel a pang of sadness hit me when I see the spot where she was is now vacant.

  Usually this scenario would be exactly how I would want my morning to start off after a late night hook-up. I hate the usual awkwardness the morning after I bring a girl here; trying to get her out of here as soon as possible, with no intentions of ever seeing her again. I sound like an asshole, but this is how I’ve lived my life since having my heart ripped violently from my chest and stomped on with a six inch stiletto heel.

  I’m freaked the fuck out right now by all the emotions and thoughts running through my head. Savannah has crawled into my head and is refusing to get
out. She consumes my every thought, and now after the most amazing night of my entire life, I am totally and utterly confused.

  I thought Savannah and I were on the same page; last night at the club, in the car and then in my suite. We had some of the best sex of my entire life. The last thing I ever expected was to wake up and discover she snuck out while I was asleep.

  Rolling onto my back, I run my hands over my face as I try to wake up and process everything that’s happened in the last several hours. Crawling out of bed, I make my way into the bathroom, and step into the shower where I welcome the warm water that cascades over my face. I’m instantly plagued with images of Savannah pressed against the shower wall. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, and her nails digging into my back as she screams out in ecstasy.

  “Fuck me! Get a God damn grip!” I yell at myself, raking my fingers through my hair as I rinse the shampoo away. She’s just another girl; I’m acting like a fuckin’ chick for Christ’s sake! I need to get my shit together and put on my game face. I have to see her tonight at the Envy party, and I don’t want her to see me as a complete mess over her.

  Tossing my towel into the hamper, I make my way to my closet and find a pair of track pants, a white tank and my Nike running shoes. I am in desperate need of blowing off some steam. I feel like shit, but I need to do something to get Savannah off my mind.

  Shoving my cell phone into my pocket, I make way down to the hotel gym. I can’t help but wonder if she’s in her hotel room right now. Is she lying awake in her bed reflecting on our night together? Is she regretting sneaking out of my suite? Or happy that she did? God…I’m just on a roll with self tormenting this morning.

  After a good session of kicking and punching the shit out of the punching bag in the gym, I head to the hotel restaurant for some breakfasts. My stomach is yelling at me to feed it. I worked up an appetite this morning and I’m in desperate need for some coffee.

  One of the perks of owning the place, is I receive service immediately. The staff knows me so well; I don’t even need to tell them what I want. They just bring me the usual. Fried eggs, home fries, toast, some juice, and my coffee just the way I like it. The icing on the cake…a complimentary side of two aspirins. The waitress, Victoria, is definitely getting a generous tip.

  Batting her long eyelashes at me, she sets everything in front of me, “If you need anythin’ else Mr. Knox don’t hesitate to ask.” She says in a bright and peppy voice, before making her way to another table. Popping my aspirins in my mouth, I wash them down with my orange juice.

  Half way through my meal, the air, is knocked from my lungs, as I see Savannah enter the restaurant. She walks in looking gorgeous as ever, you can’t even tell she was up most of the night with me. I ain’t the only one noticing her either; pretty much every man in this place has their eyes locked on her. I’m grateful now that I decided to eat in the corner and not out in the open.

  The last thing I want is an awkward moment with her here in front of an audience. I can’t take my eyes off of her as she makes her way across the room. I spot her boss Eloise, the Editor of Envy, sitting by the floor to ceiling windows that overlook the vast gardens outside.

  I’m quickly snapped back to reality when Victoria pops back up, “Is there somethin’ wrong with your meal Mr. Knox? You’ve barely touched it?”

  Clearing my voice, I shift my eyes from Savannah and up to Victoria. I give her my biggest smile; instantly noticing her cheeks turning a shade of red. “Oh no darlin’, it tastes delicious. I had a few too many last night, so not having the biggest appetite this morning.”

  Giving me a smile, she pats my arm affectionately. “Ohhh, I’m sorry. Would you like me to clear your plate?”

  “Yes, that would be great. I’m actually ready to get outta here; I have a million things to do before my party tonight. Thanks Victoria.” Paying my bill, I leave her a very generous tip. I give Savannah one more glance before leaving the restaurant, happy to get out unnoticed. I hate what she’s doing to me. One night…just one night and she has me tangled up into a ball of nerves!

  Pulling my cell phone out I type Braxton a quick text asking him to meet me at my house in Sugar Land. I’m hoping a game of one on one basketball with him will help distract me until it’s time to get ready for the Envy party at Vertigo tonight.

  Night of the Envy Party

  “So what happened with the blonde you left Vertigo with last night?” Braxton finally asks.

  Tossing my towel over my shoulder we make our way over towards my house. We just played basketball for two hours, and he picks this moment to ask me about Savannah. I was hoping we could avoid this conversation altogether. She has my head spinning in circles, as memories from last night replays in my mind. I’ve been trying all day to figure out why the hell she took off in the middle of the night.

  I know she’s still getting over her breakup with that douchebag Logan, so I don’t know if she felt the same thing I did when we were together last night? Maybe it freaked her out, so she had to get away and try to think things over. We had the best sex of my entire life; it was like I couldn’t get enough of her, and I know the feelings were definitely mutual.

  Sitting down in a lawn chair on my patio, Braxton sits down beside me staring me down. “Well. Are you going to spill the juicy details or what!? Dixon told me he saw you grinding on some hot blonde and then ya’ll disappeared into the back. He said you showed back up in VIP looking pretty damn satisfied. The real shocker is he told me you left with her. You; after fuckin’ the brains out of a girl in your club, then left with her for more? I told him he was crazy; Knox doesn’t double dip!”

  I swear I sometimes wonder why the fuck this guy is my best friend. He has no freakin’ filter on that mouth of his. Any random thought that pops into his God damn head, he blurts it out.

  Running my fingers through my damp hair, I let out a low nervous chuckle. Usually, I wouldn’t think twice about bragging to my friends about a hot hookup, but it feels wrong sharing my evening with Savannah with anyone else. That scares the shit outta me. I never feel this way, and I can’t wrap my head around what the hell it is about her.

  “Well I’m glad to know my cousin was keeping such a good eye on me last night. You know, in case some crazy chick tried to Roofie my drink or something.” Rolling my eyes, I take a swig from my water bottle.

  Braxton’s eyes are now inching their way towards each other as he looks me over. I need to start spilling before he tortures it outta me. “Geesh chill on the evil-eyes dipshit. Her name is Savannah, and I didn’t just meet her last night. She works for Envy, and she will be at the party tonight.”

  “Ohhh damnnnn, bro you are gonna have to spend the evening around a girl you hooked up with last night. That’s fuckin’ hilarious! I’m stoked I get to be there to witness it!”

  I shove Braxton so hard his chair flips over, and he falls into the pool. “Fuckkkkkk Knox! I got my brand new kicks on! What the hell was that for?”

  “Haaa! That was for being a dickhead and finding this whole situation entertaining! How about you be my best friend asshole, and help me figure out what the fuck is going on with me!”

  Crawling out of the pool Braxton rips his sneakers off, pouring the water out of them. “You’re lucky you’re my best friend, or I’d be pounding that GQ face of yours to a bloody pulp.” Grumbling under his breath he fixes his chair and plops back down, staring at me as if I just grew two heads. “This girl has totally fucked you up…” He says shaking his head with a look of disbelief on his face.

  Running my hands over my face, I let a loud, frustrated scream rip from my throat.

  “Feel better now, Asshole?” Braxton laughs giving my arm a shove.

  “No. Savannah has me feelin’ like a goddamn chick. I’ve been stressing over seeing her tonight, wondering if she wants to ever see me again? For the first time in forever, I actually feel a connection beyond sex with a girl. I just happened to fall for a girl with as many relationship issue
s as me. I’m completely screwed!”

  Leaning back and relaxing in his seat, Braxton sits and takes in everything I’m telling him. Without going into too much detail, I fill him in our night together, and the issue with her ex. Braxton is not only my best friend, but also one of my only friends currently in a committed relationship, so he can give me the best advice. Compared to my single guy friends, who would just call me a pansy ass; their only advice would be to hook up with another chick…that’ll help me get over Savannah.

  Sadly, I think that isn’t the case, no matter how many women I hook with up from here on out, none would ever get her out of my system.

  “Well I think the devil better buy some ice skates, because Hell just froze over.” Braxton says, with sarcasm dripping from his voice. “You, Kayden Knox, who swore off relationships all together, is now thinking he may have found the one.”

  “What the hell am I going to do if she goes back to Los Angeles and I never see her again?”

  “Well, only thing you can do…help her see she needs you as much as you need her. I never thought I would settle down. I planned on being single through college and livin’ it up once I got into the NFL. Damn man, I got girls falling at my feet all the time, begging to get with me. But Mya, she changed me. Before her, I didn’t believe in love. Only difference with me is, I’ve known her my whole life, but wasted a lot of time being a man-whore. You, on the other hand, have the chance to finally be happy. You know Mya would love it if you settled down. She’s always trying to hook you up with her friends. That girl is dead set on us have kids the same age, to grow up together like we all did.”

  Listening to everything Braxton said has helped me make up my mind. I need to talk to Savannah tonight…lay everything out on the table. I know I’ll regret it for the rest of my life if I don’t even try fightin’ for her.

  ~~~

  Pulling into the parking lot of Vertigo, I park my truck and hop out. I gave Jax the night off and decided to drive myself. Hopefully, I’ll be leaving tonight with Savannah, and I’m hoping driving her back to the hotel myself, will maybe help her relax.