I’m going to make her my wife, and she won’t tell me why she thinks she needs this to keep her safe.
“Again, it’s hypothetical. No one is coming at menow. But people get mugged, they get cornered in bars, they get, I don’t know, in altercations.”
Not you, sweetheart. Never again.
“You get in a lot of bar fights, Savage?”
“You know what I mean. I’m a single woman living in this city, and I need to have some sort of skill to protect myself.”
“You’re not single.”
She blinks at that, and I cup her cheek.
“You’re not alone. I’m right here.”
“You’re notalwaysright here.”
“I’ll assign a man to you.” She doesn’t need to know that it’s already been done. “And he’ll keep an eye on you when I can’t.”
“That sounds like prison.”
“You’re so fucking difficult.” But it’s said without any heat, and her eyes drop to my lips. “I’m going to kiss you.”
Her brows pull together. “There are people in this gym.”
“GET OUT!” I yell, and there’s commotion as weights are put away, and footsteps echo as they leave. I pull her to her feet and we wait for the last of the movement around us to fade. “Now we’re alone. You don’t like PDA, Violet?”
“I work out here a lot,” she admits. “I don’t want to lose the respect I’ve gained since I started in here. It’s not easy as a woman to be taken seriously, especially because this is a predominantly male gym.”
“You’re smart as fuck,” I murmur before I cover her lips with mine, soaking in the taste of her. “And so damn sexy I can’t breathe.”
“Did my hitting you turn you on?”
“Everything you do turns me on, Savage.”
She smirks, and then we’re tearing at each other’s clothes. I can’t get her naked fast enough, and her sports bra isnoteasy to wiggle off, but when it’s finally gone, I suck her nipple into my mouth and bite around the barbell, making her groan.
“Christ, I’m so glad I got those.”
I lift her and carry her to the corner, where I brace her against the mats, and she’s already so wet that I slide right inside.
“So good and wet for me.”
She tightens around me, whimpering. “That seems to be a—shit—side effect of being around you.”
“Good because you make me hard as fuck, and being inside you is my new favorite hobby.”
I bite her lip, and she fists her hand in my hair, and I start to fuck herhard.
“Jesus, yes,” she says, as I pound her into the corner. I’m going to leave bruises on her back, but I don’t fucking care. “You always hit the perfect spot.”
“Made for me,” I growl. My lips drift up her neck to her ear. “So fucking perfect for my cock.”
She tightens around me, her muscles start to quake, and I want to feel her lose control.
“Fucking do it.”
“So close,” she gasps, and then jerks in my arms as the climax moves through her.
