Ruin Me (Savage Bosses)

Chapter 14

CHAPTER 14

M adison

Two weeks passed without word about Elsie’s attacker or updates on the multiple murders shrouding Kent’s reputation. My contacts in the police and my team hadn’t discovered the connection the detectives on the case found that caused them to suspect Kent for Elsie’s attack. Other than their one date at the charity gala, there was nothing for the police to paint Kent as the perpetrator.

Although the mystery worried me, Kent made sure it didn’t consume me. Another punishment session set me straight, although I wouldn’t mind finding ways to be under his hand again. I understood I was stubborn. I was the daughter of the Nikita Montgomery after all. Willfulness and pride was woven into my DNA. But under Kent’s punishing blows to my ass, I let it all go. He freed me to be vulnerable, to weep when I needed to, with the knowledge he would be there to protect me as I rebuilt myself. Would it be as amazing without the pent-up emotions?

I surveyed my wardrobe as I contemplated the shift in our relationship. Another good thing that came from the fallout and he revealed the reason behind his antagonism toward me, Kent made strides to correct the harm he’d done. I wasn’t a teenager any longer, but the wounds were deep. I also wasn’t blind to my feelings. There was less infatuation when I looked at him and more awareness of him only a woman could appreciate. And he started looking at me the same way.

One sweet date at a time, Kent began to heal the wounds he’d inflicted. I still had work to do on myself, but I was open to him in ways I had never been before.

We’d gone on four dates already, and tonight would be our fifth. Despite my appreciation for how slowly Kent was taking our romance, I wanted more. My libido was in trouble and my body showed signs of returning to the days when small orgasms caused more pain than relief. And although I wanted to test my theory about the spankings, I wanted penetration more. I wanted to ride him like a professional taming a wild Stallion.

I picked out the sluttiest dress in my closet, banking on weakening Kent’s defenses. I tousled my stretched hair, leaving it down and slightly messy. With my smokey-eye makeup and glossy lips, I looked like a woman who had either been fucked or was about to get fucked. There was no way I was returning home tonight.

To ensure my plan worked, I packed an overnight bag because Madison Montgomery did not do walks of shame. With my look finished, I ran downstairs, hoping to avoid my parents. My mother, standing guard in front of the door, told me I hadn’t been subtle during my preparations.

She eyed me up and down. “I know you’re grown, but I’m asking, anyway. Do you have protection? Because I’m too young to be a grandmother, and that dress is daring a man to knock you up.”

“Mom!” I tried to push her gently aside, but she didn’t budge until I whispered, “Yes, I have protection, and I’m on birth control. Now, please let me leave before I die of embarrassment.”

“I hope, whoever the man is, that he’s good enough for my girl.”

“He’s trying,” I said without telling her who he was.

Right now, I wanted to keep my relationship with Kent a secret. When I told him, he agreed, but I sensed his disappointment. I didn’t completely trust what was growing between us yet. At the same time, I wanted to explore everything there was to discover with Kent.

She let me leave with a hug and whispered, “If his performance is less than satisfactory, we’ll have waffles and ice cream floats tomorrow.”

I shook my head as I drove to Kent’s second penthouse, a compromise we’d agreed on since I was uncomfortable in the top-floor apartment and his old house was off-limits while we hid our relationship.

Kent met me in his private garage. As soon as I exited the car, a scowl took over his face. “Hell, no. Go back home and change.”

Doubts filled me, eroding the confidence I’d built up.

He stood before me and lowered his voice despite being the only two people here. “I’m trying to be good, but you are about to push me over the edge and ruin my plans.” Kent slipped his finger beneath the thin strap of my dress and slowly dragged it over my shoulder. His glazed eyes focused on the soft skin he caressed, sounding more strained as he spoke. “You must not expect to go anywhere tonight.”

“Would you really waste a pretty dress like this on a night in?”

“Little bunny, don’t you know what happens when you tempt a wolf?”

I swallowed at the heat in his voice. “It’s just a dress.”

“On you, it could never be just a dress.” He slipped my other strap down my arm. “No one is worthy enough to see you in this.”

“Does that include you?”

“Especially me, nonetheless I’ll claim the privilege for myself.” He stepped away, putting unnecessary distance between us and leaving me bereft of his touch. “Now, you have a choice to make. You can go home and change, or I’m taking you upstairs, where you won’t see another person for the next twenty-four hours. Maybe forty-eight, but seventy-two is also a possibility.”

I stared into his fierce gaze, marveling at the muscle ticking in his jaw. With all seriousness, I said, “I’ll take ‘Fuck me, Kent’ for a thousand, Ken.”

“Jesus Christ!”

The quick trip upstairs flew by without me remembering how we ended up in the bedroom. As soon as Kent closed the door, time slowed. He took my hands in his and stared deeply at me.

“Tonight will be hard for me.” When doubts shouted in my head and I tried to pull away, he tightened his hold on my hands. “I’ve struggled to be a gentleman with you, not rushing you, and tonight will be no different. Even if every atom in my body demands that I unleash the beast I’ve kept caged inside myself.”

“What if I want your beast?”

Kent closed his eyes as if pained. “Not for our first night. Tonight, I want to cherish you with everything I have. Worship you for the goddess you are. Ruin you one kiss at a time the way you’ve ruined me.”

“But I haven’t kissed you.”

“You’re right. I stole our first kiss and demanded you give me the second. Regardless, I want more, freely given this time. Then after tonight, you won’t be able to say you haven’t kissed me.” He pulled my arms over his shoulder and rested his forehead against mine, need and a pleading I couldn’t deny shining from his eyes. “Kiss me, little bunny. Please.”

My pussy clenched at the please that came from his lips. It damn near destroyed me. However, now that the moment was upon me, I understood Kent’s intent. I wanted this time between us to last. I’d waited years to experience Kent’s lips against mine, and I wouldn’t squander the opportunity with a rushed crushing of lips.

Gently, I brushed against him, breathing in his air. I lowered my gaze until all I saw were his parted lips, waiting for mine. Our first kiss had been weeks ago, the memory of which had driven me wild every night since. Then our second kiss from last week only reminded me of a craving I hadn’t satisfied. Both had faded now and Kent offered me another chance to refresh my recollection of his taste and the texture of his mouth. A chance I wouldn’t let pass.

I licked his bottom lip, memorizing the firm softness as he opened his mouth wider. I tempered my desire to plunge inside, preferring to nip and savor and tease his mouth while his beard tickled my chin.

Kent gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as a moan ripped from his throat. “Little bunny, you’re killing me.”

“Shush, can’t you see I’m busy?”

Before he could respond, I slipped my tongue into his mouth. The wait had been worthwhile. The smooth texture of his tongue coaxed me deeper and the minty mouthwash combined with his natural flavor intoxicated my senses.

Kent, unable to sit through my kiss as a passive bystander, firmed his tongue and dueled with mine. It was my turn to moan into his mouth. I hugged him closer, trying to meld our bodies together as I drowned myself in him.

Once upon a time, I thought I knew what desire was. Thought all those nights of using toys to ease a tension that never disappeared was lust in its purest form. What a fool I was. Giving and receiving was the ultimate experience.

“Kent,” I panted as our lips parted.

He cupped my face. Like me, he found breathing difficult. And like me, he drew closer for another taste. Kent pressed his growing erection against my soft belly before pulling away.

“Kent?”

Seeing the confusion and disappointment on my face, he shook his head. “Before we go any further, I need you to understand there’s no going back for me. I’ve only felt this strongly about one other person before, so if you have any doubts about where you see this thing between us going, we should stop now.”

I laid my fingers against his lips, bathing in the security of his words. With a request to safeguard himself, he eliminated the questions in my mind about his motives.

“There was no going back for me ever since I turned sixteen.” I slipped out of his hands and slid my dress over my curves to pool on the floor. While unsnapping my bra, I asked, “Haven’t I waited enough?”

Kent gulped. “Were you ever going to tell me you weren’t wearing panties?”

“Would you rather argue with me about what I wore, or deal with my situation?” I pressed my fingers between my pussy lips, then brought them up to show him the glistening digits.

“Fuck, little bunny, you don’t play fair.”

“This is no game, and I’ve been ready. How ‘bout you?”

Kent removed his jacket and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. As each button slipped through its hole, his actions mesmerized me. His sturdy hands handled the delicate object with care, inspiring images of how he’d handle my body.

When he was fully naked, I marveled at his physique. Kent’s suits downplayed his immense size. His arms and thighs were thick like tree trunks, and so was the beast pointing at me as the man stalked over to me.

“Kent?”

“Yes, little bunny.”

“I need you to know something,” I said, transfixed by the beast between his thighs.

“What’s that?”

“My dildos haven’t prepared me for you, so we might have a problem.”

With a grin, Kent raised my chin until his face encompassed my view. “It’s my job to prepare you, not some silicone stand-in.” He lowered his mouth to mine before I could offer another objection.

Soon, I was clutching his biceps as he backed me onto the bed and pulled me up with his body until he lay on top of me. Under my skin, heat unlike anything I’d experienced before snaked up my limbs.

While still connected, he traced his fingers down my neck and over my puckered nipples to the dip in my belly button. Anticipation welled inside me as he continued his journey to my pleasure center and hovered over my clit. I raised my hips in search of contact, and he separated from our kiss.

With his breath fanning my lips, he said, “I want to see you come for me.”

“Okay,” I whispered, curious to see if his hands would succeed where mine didn’t.

A fleeting touch brushed my clit, and my body shuddered in response.

“My little bunny is very responsive.” Kent repeated the action, pulling the same reaction from me time and again.

Under his diligent attention, liquid seeped between my thighs. My breasts ached from so much need I couldn’t ignore them. I pulled at my nipples, moaning Kent’s name as he alternated the pressure he applied to my clit.

When I thought I was at my limit, he pushed two fingers inside my pussy. My walls clutched him, squeezing him tight as he withdrew and plunged inside me over and over.

“Kent,” I begged as I writhed under his attentive caresses.

“It’s okay, little bunny. Stay with me and I promise you won’t regret it.”

The build-up I was so used to came faster and more powerful. Would this time be different? Could Kent achieve where I’d failed?

My moans grew louder, and I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to withstand the waves of desire buffeting my body. Then Kent pinched my clit and my body exploded. For endless minutes, my body seized as pleasure washed me away. The intensity of my release consumed my senses.

Slowly, Kent’s voice praising me brought me back to the bed, where he gently caressed my body. As awareness returned, I blinked my eyes open.

“Hey, beautiful. Do you think you can handle another one?” Awe filled Kent’s face and voice as he continued to marvel at me.

Speechless, I nodded.

He left the bed but returned before I had time to miss him. In the brief span, he’d put on a condom. “Put me inside you when you’re ready.”

Before he finished his order, I reached for him, spreading my legs to welcome him.

“Slow and easy, little bunny. Tonight you’re going to introduce me to my pussy, and I aim to treat her well.”

I bit my lip as I welcomed him inside my body. Kent’s head fell against my shoulder.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” His breath fanned my neck. The strain from holding himself in check emboldened me.

“You, too.” I hooked my leg around his hip, feeling him slide deeper inside me, filling and stretching me.

When he was fully inside, he raised himself on his elbow to look between our joined bodies. He swiveled his hips, dragging a deep moan out of me. “Stay with me.”

Kent laced our fingers together, and without breaking eye contact, he made love to me. Between sweet kisses and the long drag of his dick inside me, pleasure enshrouded us in an intimate cocoon.

Because he’d primed me with an orgasm to end all orgasms, my next one came swiftly and brutally. My pussy clamped down on him, causing him to swear and beg from one breath to the other as my climax hauled him along.

Instead of pulling out once our bodies settled, Kent rolled us until I rested against his chest. “We have a problem.”

I rose to watch his face. From his tone, I wasn’t concerned, but I was curious.

He pushed my hair behind my ear. “There’s no way I can be professional around you at the office when I’ll want to be inside you all the time.”

His confession forced a laugh from me, which caused my pussy to clench down on his dick. He met my startled gaze with a sheepish grin.

“Already?”

“I warned you we had a problem.” He slipped out of me to put a fresh condom on his new erection. “And this time, I can’t promise to take you slow and gentle.”

“I told you before I wanted your beast. Nothing’s changed.”

“Good, because I don’t care what time of day or night, work or home, when this pussy is in need, I will fill her up.” He thrust into me. My walls clamped, swallowing him. “And she’s in need right now.”