Page 63 of Save Me

I sat there on my knees in the center of his bed, topless, and took in every inch of his body. He was breathtaking, from his gorgeous tattoos to his defined muscles. My favorite part to look at was the V at his hips and his hard cock just below. My panties grew uncomfortably wet the longer I stared.

He began stroking himself with his hand. “I’ve thought about those breasts a lot,” he admitted, his eyes watching the rise and fall of my chest. “Ever since I saw them for the first time when I caught my brother’s face between your legs. For weeks, I’ve cum to that image of you with your head thrown back, pink cheeks, and your pert nipples begging someone to suck on them.”

I wondered if it was a family trait to have two personalities. Colt hulked out when he was angry. Keelan reminded me of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He was a charming Jekyll in public, but in the bedroom he was a filthy Hyde. I couldn’t decide which side I liked more.

I got on my hands and knees and met his eyes. “You wanted me like this?” It was probably the boldest I’d ever been in my life, but I needed him to see I was good with this—with him—and if I was being honest, I really liked how it felt. It was exciting.

His eyes traveled over me like I was a toy he couldn’t wait to play with. “Yes, but without cute Wonder Woman shorts on.”

I wiggled my hips. “Then come take them off.” The smile he gave me made me feel empowered.

He climbed back onto the bed and knelt behind me. He yanked my underwear and shorts down. I had to help him by lifting each of my knees to get them the rest of the way off, but I was fully naked in no time.

“Put your head to the mattress,” he ordered. I lowered my head slowly, leaving my butt in the air. His thumbs spread me open, revealing all of me to him. He groaned. “Damn, that’s a beautiful sight.”

My face felt like it was on fire. “Keelan,” I sort of chastised him. How could I be equally embarrassed and turned on?

He chuckled. “You have a beautiful body. I’m just admiring every inch of it.”

“Even with my scars?” I blurted and shut my eyes, mortified that my insecurities had made an appearance.

“Every part of you is beautiful, Shi.” He pressed his lips to the center of my back. “Even your scars.”

I will not cry during sex. I will not cry during sex.

One of his hands dropped from my butt cheek and his fingers began rubbing my clit.

I wanted to yellYes!but resisted the urge. I’d embarrassed myself enough.

“You’re dripping wet,” he said as he moved his fingers from my clit to my core. He pushed two fingers inside me, making me moan.

As he pumped them in and out of me, I rocked back. “I need more, Keelan.”

“I need to prep you to take my cock, baby, or I could hurt you,” he explained, pushing a third finger into me—stretching me. “One day, if you want me to, I can just shove into this pussy and fuck you because we’re caught up in the moment, but let’s take our time tonight.”

“Thank you for being mindful and for giving me something to look forward to later.”

He chuckled. “Happy to be of service.” He pulled his fingers from me and I heard the noise of him ripping open the condom. “I think you’re ready for me now.”

I lifted my head off the mattress when he aligned himself with my entrance. He pushed forward, sliding in slowly. The feeling nearly had my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

Once he was fully inside of me, he held me by my hips and began rocking his own. He moved in and out with slow, gentle thrusts that felt like a tease.

I pushed back. “Harder.”

“You’re not ready—”

I slammed myself back on him again. “Quit holding back on me,” I practically growled.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” His words brought me back to the first time we’d sparred. We had said the same thing to each other.

“I can take you, pretty boy,” I threw over my shoulder.

He chuckled and gripped my hips more firmly. Then he thrust into me.

“Yes!” I cried out.

He continued to pound into me. The sound of my moans and his thighs smacking the back of mine filled the room. I had to put my hand on the headboard to keep myself from falling forward. One of his hands wrapped around to my front and rubbed my clit. I moaned loud because it was just what I needed.