and ripe for him, craving the swell of his dick to stretch me wide.
“I’m going to fuck your brains out, Savage.”
I impaled myself so slowly that he hissed out all his breath, growling his frustration through gritted teeth. I leaned forward, angling a hard nipple at his lips as I pinned his wrists tight to the bed. He sucked me so greedily, grunting into the soft white flesh of my tit. I moaned loud as his teeth clamped, begging him for more.
“I want your baby, Savage! I’m going to milk you fucking dry!”
He bucked, urging me on, and his eyes were wild, feral… so fucking savage they stole my breath.
I lay down on his chest, enjoying the slick heat of his sweaty flesh against mine. Our faces so close as he pumped me fast, grunting and moaning and wheezing mouth to mouth, eyes like pools of liquid coal staring right into mine.
I fucked him all fucking night long. I fucked him like a woman possessed, like a woman in love… like a woman who’d never get enough of his beautiful cock. I fucked him like I wanted his baby, but mostly I fucked him like I wanted him.
I fucked my Callum dirty.
I fucked my Callum bad.
I fucked my Callum savage.
THE END
Acknowledgements
As always, I’d like to thank my incredible and tireless editor, John Hudspith, who really pulled out all the stops this time around. Couldn’t do this without you!
Thanks to Letitia Hasser for another incredible cover design, and to my awesome PAs, Tracy and Shweta, for all the work they put in on my behalf.
Michelle, Lesley and all my other Bad Girls – you rock, thanks so much for all your help, it’s much appreciated!
Thanks to all the blogs who have supported me, both with Dirty Bad Wrong and now with Savage. There are so many of you now, and I’m continually overwhelmed by your commitment, your passion and your generosity! Thank you!!
All my author friends who chew the cud, you know who you are! Thanks for brightening my days and making this journey so companionable.
And last but not least, my family, for putting up with my absence for weeks on end, while I immerse myself in fictional worlds. It means a lot that you are so supportive of my dreams.
Love you all, so much. <3
About Jade
Jade West is a contemporary erotic author, real life submissive, and former sex chat-line operator, who is plenty used to getting people all steamed up with her dirty mouth.
She embraces stalking, so please head on over and find her at:
The moral rights of the author have been asserted.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher, addressed “Attention: Permissions Coordinator,” at the email address below.
May we always share such laughter. Your support and enthusiasm
are tireless and inspiring.
I’m so lucky to have you on my team.
Prologue
Gemma
“The last two digits,” the voice on the line said, “what are they?”
My eyes darted to my laptop screen, skirting over my instant messaging list. My supervisor was listed as away, but I couldn’t be sure.
I held the handset tight, ignoring the trembling in my fingers. “Shh... you know I’m not allowed.”
A crackle on the line as he shifted position. “Come on, Lucy... is that even your name? You sound like a Lucy, I think? Are you really in London?”
No. It’s not my name. Yes, I’m really in London.
“They listen in to the calls...” I said. “I’ll get fired...”
“But they aren’t, are they? I can hear it in your voice when they’re around. Can you see them? Do you have a high-tech chatline system that shows that kind of shit? Is that why you make me call so late?”
“Let’s talk about fucking...” I purred. “What would you do to me... if you were here right now?”
“Last two digits...” he said. “…and I’ll show you.”
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I should hang up. Return to the script. Wait until the twenty-minute automatic cut-off and log out of my shift. I should report it too, report him… block him from my client