Wicked Savage: Chapter 12

Boris and my new bodyguard, Artem, drive me to the private airport Cillian arranged for me. The moment we pull up, I see him.

He’s standing at the bottom of the steps leading down from the plane, and as soon as our eyes meet, he starts strolling toward me. His grin spreads wider the closer he gets, and damn, does he look good. Expensive gray suit, black dress shirt with a button casually popped open, every muscle on display even through the fabric. The sunlight catches his large silver watch, making it glisten as he reaches for my hip and leans in to kiss me on the cheek.

“Goddamn, you smell good,” he murmurs, his hot breath grazing my nape. “And you look sexy as hell too.” His voice is low and seductive, making my skin heat in an instant. “Can’t wait to get you to my place and take you right up against the window.”

His words hit me like a bolt, zapping straight to my core. As he backs away, his gaze slides down my body as if he can’t help but admire my short black strappy dress and nude stilettos. And even with the heels on, he’s still way taller.

His attention shifts momentarily, and I notice it flicking to the two men behind me.

“Oh, this is another one of my bodyguards. Cillian, Artem. Artem, Cillian.”

Artem gives a nod of acknowledgment, and Cillian returns the gesture. Friendly bunch.

Cillian grabs my rolling luggage from them and looks at me, his lips twitching in that confident, teasing way. “Babe, did you pack for two weeks or two days?”

I shrug a shoulder, strutting beside him and offering him a mischievous glance. “A girl never knows what she needs until she needs it.”

He laughs, and I love the sound of it. With a playful smile, he helps me up the steps.

I follow him onto the plane and settle into the soft cream leather seats. He stows my luggage in the overhead bin and takes the seat beside me, buckling in. Boris and Artem head to the back, giving us some space. This day’s looking better and better.

Cillian reaches over, and before I know it, his fingers brush mine as he straps my seat belt around me. A jolt of electricity shoots through my limbs.

He stills, gaze locking with mine, and for one fleeting moment, the rest of the world disappears. His hand gently cups my cheek, and it’s as though time stands still again with me and Cillian at the center of it—a big, brewing storm.

And in this moment, I know we’re both ready to drown in it. Together.

When we arrive at my penthouse near Central Park, I drop her luggage in the living room, watching as she walks ahead of me toward the floor-to-ceiling bulletproof windows. The city sprawls out before us, but my focus is entirely on her.

She has no idea how she affects me. How she ignites something deep inside me—something primal, something protective. Every instinct I’ve tried to ignore for years comes rushing to the surface. It’s as if she awakens parts of me I didn’t know were there, and she doesn’t even see it.

I’ve been with many women, but none of them have ever felt like this. None of them have ever made me feel like I’m home just by standing in the same room. It’s like I’ve been searching for her my entire life without even knowing what I was looking for.

“The view is incredible…” Her voice drifts as she stares at the cityscape, while all I see is her.

I step behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. “It is.”

My lips drop to her throat, fingers inching down toward the hem of her dress. I slowly drag it up just enough to touch between her thighs, sliding her panties to the side. Her palms press against the glass as I tease her with my fingertips, the sounds of her pleasure filling the air around us.

With every touch, she cries out for me, deepening my desire for her.

Fisting her hair, I pull her head back, locking eyes with her as I slide my fingers inside her. Her brows furrow, her mouth parting in a silent gasp.

When I add a third finger, she grabs my wrist, shaking her head. “That’s too much.”

I thrust inside her all the way, jaw tightening, my cock fucking hard for this woman. “You’re gonna take everything I give you.”

Sliding a hand down from her hair, I clasp it around her slender throat, working her faster. Her cunt is so wet, we both hear it as I ram deeper.

“Yes! Oh God!” Her hands slip down the glass, body quivering.

“I’m your God now, baby. Pray to me.” I tighten my hand around her throat.

And with another thrust, she falls apart, her core clutching me tight as wave after wave washes over her.

“I need inside you.”

I pitch back, my movements hurried and desperate as I unbuckle my belt, pop the button, and drag the zipper down, all while she watches me over her shoulder. Her face is flushed, her body begging for more. Roughly, I yank the straps of her dress down, exposing her perfect tits, until the material is pooled around her feet.

My heavy-lidded eyes rake her curves, naked in just a thong and heels. “So damn perfect.”

Her shy smile just makes this even more perfect.

“What if someone sees us?” She glances outside before looking back at me.

“Sees you begging for my cock before you’re filled with it?”

She nods, her cheeks flushed.

I spin her around and grab her chin, caging her between the glass and me. “Unfortunately, no one can see us this high up. But I wish they could, ’cause I want the entire world to watch what I do to you so every goddamn man knows who you belong to.”

My mouth skims her lips, her ragged pants making my dick harder.

“Of course, after they do see you, I’ll have to kill them.” I laugh under my breath.

“Why?” She lets out a husky moan as my fingers play with her clit, slowly teasing her.

“Because no one gets to see you like this and live to talk about it.”

“You’re crazy.” She nips at my bottom lip, and I growl, my hand threading into her soft, luscious hair.

“We’ve established my insanity already.”

“Did we?” She kisses me slowly, her hands gliding around my back and pulling me closer. “I think we underestimated it.”

“I guess that’s something you’re gonna have to figure out for yourself.”

“Sounds like a challenge.” Her thumb lightly grazes my lips.

“I hope you’re up for it, baby.”

“I always am.”

She slams her lips against mine, and I groan as her tongue sweeps over my own, my hand quickly reaching into my pocket for a condom.

When she notices, she pulls away breathlessly, shaking her head.

I freeze, completely confused by what she’s asking for, until she begins to drop to the floor. The condom slips from my grasp and my pulse races, pounding faster than ever.

“Fuck, baby. You sure?”

She nods, our eyes locked as she drags my pants and boxers down until my cock is in her silky grasp. As she tries to wrap her hand around my shaft, she falls short, and the realization that I’m too big for her to handle completely does something to me.

Her thumb rubs over my piercings, and once her mouth drops to the crown of my erection, swallowing it into her warmth, need zaps through my body.

“Tell me if I do it wrong, okay?” She comes back up, gaze filled with nerves.

I grasp her chin between my fingers. “Nothing you do could ever be wrong.”

Her face flushes, and her damn sweet smile will be the death of me.

My words seem to give her confidence, and she takes me back in her mouth, sucking the tip before moving deeper, her head bobbing with each pull. I grit my teeth, my hand at the back of her head, struggling not to push her down completely.

“That’s a good girl. Take it all.”

The sounds of her moans pulse through my body, her hand gripping tighter around the base as she takes me even deeper.

“Shit, how have you never done this before?” Inadvertently, I push the back of her head down, and when she groans in response, I do it again, harder this time until my cock hits the back of her throat.

She stares at me with glistening eyes while I have her trapped around my dick, gagging on it just the way I imagined—except the reality is so much better.

“You look so good. On your knees. Pleasing me with that perfect mouth. You like pleasing me, don’t you, love?”

She nods.

“Such a good girl.” I stroke her hair. “Now suck me.”

She obeys, dragging her mouth up and down, glancing up at me as though for approval.

“You’re doing so good, baby.” I wrap her hair around my wrist, controlling her pace.

The feeling of her tight, warm mouth has me throbbing, needing that release. When she only takes half of me into her mouth, I push her down until she chokes on it.

“Yeah, that’s it. Gag on it.” I force her up and down, the need climbing until it takes over.

My head falls behind me, my muscles tensing, more blood rushing into my cock.

“Fuuuck!” I let out a guttural growl as I release down her throat, my hand gripping the back of her head. “Take every drop and swallow.”

She whimpers, and that sound only makes this more intense.

Jerking my hips, I give her all of me. When I’m done, I slowly loosen my grip, pulling her head back.

“You’re incredible. I’m not worthy.”

She smiles, and in this moment, the overwhelming need to own her, kiss her, make her mine in every way consumes me.

“Come here.” My voice is low and ragged as I draw her to her feet, fingers tangled in the back of her hair, pulling her in until my lips graze hers.

“Cillian…” Her breaths are jagged, each one igniting every nerve in my body, as if her very presence is sending shockwaves through me.

The air hums with an undeniable energy, an electric pulse crackling between us.

“Right here, baby,” I groan, crushing my mouth with hers, kissing her with every damn fiber of my being.

My tongue sinks deep into her mouth as I wrap my arms around her hips, lifting her effortlessly. Her legs curl around my waist, pulling me closer. Kneeling with her still clinging to me, I grab the condom from the floor, tearing the wrapper apart with my teeth. With a swift motion, I lift her up my chest, pressing her up against the window as I roll the rubber down my length. She stares at me, her gaze burning with the same desire that courses through my veins.

“I’m gonna take care of you, baby.” Gradually, I sink the tip into her entrance until it stretches around me.

“Oh God.” Her brows knit, her nails clinging to my shoulders, unable to look away as I thrust another inch, my fingers wrapping around her throat.

“Mine. All mine.”

She nods with a moan, and in that moment, I drive all the way inside, a raw, animalistic growl escaping from deep in my chest. Her mouth falls open, a desperate cry caught in her throat.

“You okay?” I manage to ask, even though every part of me aches to fuck her like an animal.

I gently stroke her cheek as she nods.

“Don’t stop.” She circles her hips, her hand reaching for mine to kiss my fingers.

“Fuck.” My teeth grit, and when she kisses me again, I lose control.

My body takes over with raging lust, my hips driving relentlessly, the sound of skin against skin echoing in the air. Our eyes never let go as I take her deeper, this passionate thirst radiating between us until it overflows. Fisting her hair, I kiss her hard, taking her deeper with each stroke until her walls ripple around me.

“That’s it, baby. Let me feel you come.”

Her mouth trembles, her body quaking, her cries of pleasure intensifying until she screams my name as she falls apart. With a rough growl, my hips pounding, I release inside her.

And in this moment, it hits me: she’s all I’ll ever want, this woman who appeared from out of nowhere and turned my world upside-down.