living room and my front door until I saw headlights in the driveway. Then I opened the front door and stood back, my heart rate rising with each step I heard her take on the sidewalk.
She strode through the opening, dropping her keys on the entry table and slamming the front door in one smooth motion.
Then she was in my arms. Her kiss devastated me and gave me life all in the same breath. Her tongue was a lick of fire against mine, her hands hungrily tearing at my fly.
"I need you," I growled against her mouth, filling my hands with her ass.
"Then take me," she replied, undoing the button of my shorts and working my zipper down.
"I'm not sure I can be gentle," I warned her, sliding a hand into her hair.
"Then don't be," she challenged as she reached into my boxer briefs and wrapped her fingers around my cock.
I groaned, swelling even harder in her palm. She swept her thumb over my tip, and I nearly saw stars.
"Fuck," I hissed, gripping her slender wrist and prying her fingers loose. "Do you have any idea how hard it was to watch you tonight and not kiss you?" I backed her against the wall.
"Yes.” Her gaze dropped to my mouth.
I kissed her long and hard, my tongue claiming every inch of her mouth the way I'd wanted to at the club. When she reached for me again, I pinned her wrists above her head and ground myself against her.
She moaned.
"I wanted to slide my hands up your dress and see if you were wet for me." I gathered both her wrists in one hand and sent the other up her thigh.
"I was. I am." Her breath hitched, and her hips rolled against mine.
I slipped my fingers under her thong and groaned. “You are.” She was hot and slick. My fingers dipped inside her just enough to make her gasp. “You’re going to be the death of me, you know that?”
She whimpered in reply, rocking her hips to ride my hand. She was so fucking sexy, so responsive, so uninhibited. She was my match in every way, and I needed her. Now.
“I need to grab a con—”
“I’m on birth control. I’m okay without it if you are.” We locked eyes.
“Okay.” I’d never been bare with anyone, but if I had one first to give, Savannah could have it. I freed her wrists and yanked her dress to her waist, then tore the thin strings of her thong one at a time, leaving her bare.
“Please. Hendrix, please.” She wound her arms around my neck, her fingernails digging into my skin with the perfect bite of pain.
“I’m coming, baby.” I dropped my shorts and underwear just enough to free my cock, then gripped the backs of her thighs and lifted her against the wall, driving into her with one hard thrust.
“Hendrix!” she screamed, throwing her head back even as she swiveled her hips over mine.
“Fuck, yes. You feel like heaven. I’m going to live here, Savannah. Right here.” I gave her another hard thrust, letting the pleasure consume me without pulling me over. Not yet.
“Fuck me,” she ordered, locking her ankles around my waist. Her heels dug into my ass, but I didn’t care. I’d wear whatever scars she wanted to give me.
I took her mouth at the same pace I took her pussy, with deep, punishing strokes, driving the breath from her lungs. A picture frame fell. Shattered. Then another.
My hips drove into hers relentlessly, pushing us both toward that peak, losing myself in her body, in the act of pleasuring her, taking exactly what I needed and making sure I gave back even more.
“God, Hendrix.” She ripped her mouth from my kiss, gasping for breath as I pounded into her. “Yes!”
Her thighs tightened around my waist, and I adjusted my angle so I hit her clit with every thrust, screwing into her over and over.
She came, filling the entry hall with a throaty cry, bucking against me as I fucked her through it, propelling her into a second orgasm before I gave into mine.
I came so hard my knees nearly gave out, the pleasure almost violent in its urgency, its complete takeover of my body. I’d promised her once that I would ruin her for every man that came after, but I was starting to realize that she’d already ruined me.
I couldn’t imagine ever wanting any other woman this desperately. It didn’t matter how many times I’d taken her, I always