Page 71 of Savage Hearts

“You good?” I murmur, my lips moving against her hair.

Her laugh is soft and satisfied. Head resting on my chest, she snuggles closer to me, pressing the length of her nude body against mine. “You know I am. People could probably hear me screaming in Seattle.”

I tilt her head up and kiss her gently on the lips. In the dim light of the room, I see how soft her eyes are, how full of devotion, and am amazed all over again that I get to love her.

Men as bad as I am don’t deserve this kind of luck.

“Dinner was great.”

“Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.”

“Liked it? I had four servings of that lasagna. I almost licked the plate.”

She whispers, “But you licked me, instead.”

Thinking of how hard she came for me makes my dick stiffen. I growl, “You’re goddamn straight I did. And you wereloud.”

Her laugh is so sweet, it makes my dick even harder. I roll her onto her back, press my chest against hers, and kiss her again, this time hungrily.

When we come up for air, she’s still laughing.

“Honey! Give me a minute to catch my breath, will you? I’ve already had three orgasms in the past hour!”

“Only three?” I say, outraged. It makes her laugh harder.

She stops when the phone on the nightstand beside her side of the bed starts ringing.

“Woman,” I say sternly. “What did I tell you about keeping your cell next to the bed?”

“Something bossy that I ignored.”

“Turn it off.”

“Let me just check and see who it is real quick. It could be Sloane.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

She pushes at my chest. I don’t move. The phone keeps ringing.

“What if I make you a deal that this is the last time I’ll keep the phone in the bedroom?”

“We already made that deal. You conveniently forgot.”

“Oh. Right.” She gazes up at me, biting her lip, silently pleading with her big doe eyes.

“No,baby. Don’t give me that look.”

“Please?”

Ah, fuck.

She knows I can’t resist that sweet, soft tone, and those sweet, soft eyes. I don’t know why I ever bother trying.

I roll off her with a heavy sigh and lie on my back, staring at the ceiling.

“Thank you, honey.” She leans over and gives me a peck on the cheek before grabbing the phone and answering it.

“Hello?”