Savage Collision: A Hawke Family Novel (Hawke Family #1)(92)



“I took a long bath after I talked to my mom and Nora.”

“How did that go?”

“Pretty much what I expected. How did it go with Gabe?”

His warm breath flutters against the hair on the back of my neck and he sighs. I shift back even closer against him, pressing his semi-hard cock against my ass.

He groans and tries to push away from me slightly, but I don’t let him.

“You know, it makes it a little hard to talk, let alone think when you do that with your ass.”

I chuckle and rock back against him again. “I know. Look, I don’t need to know the specifics right now, but I just need to know you have a plan.”

He answers without hesitation, “We have a plan. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“I know.” I turn my head to the side and look at him. His blue eyes are blazing in the dark room and I know he would die to protect me. Despite everything that has happened, lying here in his arms, I actually believe everything is going to be all right.

My lips find his and instantly, a fire ignites between us. I try to turn in his arms but he stops me, holding me firmly in place and breaks away from our kiss. “Dani, no.”

What? Is he seriously going to deny me sex right now?

“Savage…” I start to protest, but he silences me with another kiss and pushes on my shoulder until my chest is flat on the bed.

Sweet Jesus, if he’s thinking what I think he’s thinking…fuck yes!

A shiver of anticipation rolls through me and I flatten myself completely on the bed, my head turned to the side, and wait while he shifts his body across my back until his dick is pressed between my ass cheeks. My pussy clenches and I stifle a whimper.

His massive arms support his weight and he leans in until his lips are a hairsbreadth from mine. I look up at him and see the mix of love, lust, and trepidation there. There’s no doubt in my mind he’s terrified of even attempting this. His need to control a situation he’s unfamiliar with must be absolutely killing him right now. But he’s doing it.

For me.

I kiss him and reach back, wrapping my hand around his cock and squeezing it firmly. He groans into my mouth and I grin against his lips while I arch my back and rub the head of cock against my wet core.

“Fuck!” He gasps and shifts first one hand, then the other, up onto the top of the headboard, the weight of his lower body still pressed along mine.

“Can you kneel?”

He nods. “As long as I have the headboard to support me.”

I scoot forward and push up onto my hands and knees, giving him room behind me. He pulls himself up until he’s kneeling and I reach back, angling his cock so it just barely presses into me. The wood creaks under his grasp and his entire body vibrates behind me.

With a little shifting of my hips, I’m able to push back and take his cock in, inch by inch, slow and steady.

Damn…he feels even bigger this way. I didn’t think that was possible.

I work my way back until he has completely filled me. Another shudder rolls through my body and his teeth nip at the side of my neck.

“Fuck, Dani, you feel so incredible.”

My response is something between a whimper and a moan and I move forward, slowly easing myself off his cock. The headboard creaks as he pulls against it, meeting my backward thrust. He’s using the headboard for leverage…

I sure as hell hope it doesn’t break.

We find a rhythm—me sliding back against him and him pulling himself forward as much as he can. Our gasps and moans echo through the room and that, combined with the sound of our skin slapping together, has me nearly orgasming.

Teeth sink into my shoulder and I cry out, contracting and squeezing him through the next several thrusts. My knees are quivering and so are his arms—the veins bulging in his massive biceps. Our combined sweat drips down my back and if I don’t come soon, I know he will beat me to the punch.

I slide my right hand down to my swollen clit and rub against it furiously—needing to come more than I need air right now. He grunts in my ear and stills behind me just as my body begins pulsing with pleasure.

“Dani…” He gasps my name as he comes.

My head falls to the pillow and his name comes from my lips, garbled. I collapse onto the bed, his cock slipping free. He moves his hands down off the headboard and slides behind me, pulling me onto my side and up against him.

His panting breath tickles my ear and he presses his lips to sensitive skin just below it. “God, I fucking love you.”

I manage to catch my breath and turn in his arms until I can look up at his face. “I love you, too, Savage.”

The corner of his mouth quirks up before he leans in and presses a gentle kiss to my lips. I hold his face in my hands and pull away, making sure he keeps his eyes on mine.

It’s terrifying how much I love this man, how much he has come to mean to me and my life.

I can’t lose him…ever. I can’t let whatever goes on in his head ever get between us again.

“Don’t ever forget, I’m not going anywhere. This is where I belong…where we belong.”





Sitting across from Abello at the back booth of Angelo’s, I wonder what the fuck I was thinking when I decided this was a good idea. There are probably ten guns on me right now and another ten ready and willing if they are needed.

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