Ruin Me (Savage Bosses)

Chapter 34

CHAPTER 34

M adison

“What are you doing?” Kent asked as we rode from the courthouse to our home.

I had my head bowed over my phone while my fingers flew over the screen. “Finalizing plans for your rebranding tour.”

“My what? I’m not a rockstar performing for avid fans.”

I rested the phone on my lap and gave him my attention. “No, but we finally have amazing PR to benefit you and your company. I’m pushing to do this now to stall the company-stealing bitch ass hoe from making moves. Plus, I’d already had the framework mapped out. All that’s left is for my team to execute my vision.”

I tried to hide my anxiety. Ife’s not-so-subtle reminder of my promise put a doomsday clock over my head. The countdown to when I wouldn’t see Kent again was on, and I intended to relish every moment we were together.

His lips quirked. “And I don’t get a say in this tour?”

I took a subtle breath to brace for the act I was about to put on. Once I felt confident I wouldn’t make Kent suspicious, I arched my brow. “You trust me. Why do I need your input?”

“Good point. And honestly, how the public views me and my company isn’t at the forefront of my mind right now.” He pulled me from my position beside him and sat me on his lap. “Now this… I haven’t had a good fix of my little bunny in days.”

“Is this why you had the guards take Benson and Stabler in a separate car?” I sank into him, pressed my nose against his throat, and inhaled his scent.

He wasn’t alone in missing our closeness. I’d longed for the nights when he and his smell wrapped me in safety, or whenever he needed a reminder that I existed in this world, which occurred multiple times a day.

“Innocent eyes should stay that way.”

“Ha!” I poked his chest. “The dogs don’t count and those bodyguards aren’t innocent. They play the role because letting their employers know they’ve accidentally walked in on or by as their employers fucked is not the discretion you pay them for.”

Kent stilled, and a dangerous note entered his voice. “Are you telling me they’ve seen you naked?”

“Did I just activate your possessiveness?”

“Little bunny, don’t toy with me. I want to know who else has seen the gift you’ve given me. The second most cherished treasure you’ve handed me.”

“Second?” I straightened in his lap, preparing myself for my overheated reaction to the insult I expected with his response to my next question. “What’s the first?”

“Don’t change the subject. Who’s seen your body? Was it while I was inside you, pleasuring you? Did you have that look on your face? The one that would drive men who conquered empires to leave the celebrations hailing them as heroes in a mad rush to return home bloody and scarred to see. Because if they did, we only have a few minutes before the cops put me in cuffs again.”

“Nice deflection, but you forget who you’re dealing with. What’s the first most cherished thing I’ve given you?”

“I can’t believe you even have to ask.” He laid his hand on my chest. “Your heart is the gift I covet above all others. I must not be doing something right if you didn’t know.”

I blinked back tears. Instead of the affront I wanted to have, he’d reminded me of the sad future ahead. “You know you can never return it to the sender, right?”

He snorted. “Consider me a hoarder. I’m never letting your heart go. Now, give me a name.”

I choked on a giggle. “Sorry, I was too distracted by what you were doing to me to pay attention to anyone’s face.”

Kent grunted, but his active mind was probably plotting how he would catch the man who dared glimpse my body.

“It’s your own damn fault. If you weren’t so impatient, we could make it to the bedroom and behind closed doors, but nooo, you have to have me when and where you want me.” I twisted my torso to rest my spine against his chest while he clutched my hip in his large hand.

“Thanks for reminding me I’ve been deprived of more than my freedom. How’re you going to make the hardships I faced up to me?” He rubbed and gripped my flesh from my hips to my butt as his dick lengthened beneath me.

I spun in his lap and lowered my head to his ear to whisper, “I had this whole welcome home party idea I wanted to try.”

“Yeah?” Kent’s voice deepened.

“Oh, yeah.” My register lowered to complement his.

“Tell me more.”

I flicked my tongue on his earlobe and sucked the morsel into my mouth with a moan. “I bought this pretty little dress I know you won’t wait to rip off me.”

“Describe it to me.” Kent moved his hand to the zipper at my nape.

“It’s black.”

The muted hiss of the zipper protesting as Kent lowered the slider turned me on as much as the soft brush of his finger against my bared skin. A shiver ran through me and my breath hitched.

“It’s sheer.”

“And how does the underwear you're going to have underneath look?” Kent unsnapped my bra and pulled the material of my dress and bra over my shoulders and down my arms, exposing my breasts for his view.

“What underwear?”

“Jesus Christ.” He grabbed my neck from the back and buried his face below my chin.

His beard teased my skin as he licked and sucked. So many sensations at once caused everywhere in my body to tingle. My nipples hardened and tiny sparks set off in my clit.

“The dress has lace appliqués for my naughty bits.” I gasped as he sank his teeth into the flesh above my collarbone.

“Straddle me, little bunny. Let me pet my pussy and show her how much I’ve missed her.”

As soon as I raised my body to do his bidding, he latched onto my breast and sucked. I muffled my cry into the hair on top of his head.

He trailed his hands up my thigh, bunching my dress the higher he went.

“And after you see me in my dress, I’m going to get on my knees.”

Riiip.

“Kent!”

“What? I’m giving you a head start so you don’t have to worry about panties when you put on the dress. Now tell me what happens after you get on your knees. I’m dying to hear what’s next.” He squeezed both my ass cheeks, pushed them together then pulled them apart over and over as he resumed his attention on my breasts.

“I’d unbuckle your belt.” I reached for his belt and demonstrated my intentions. With my dress around my elbows, I worked his belt free with limited mobility. “Then I’d unbutton your pants and unzip you.”

Kent groaned around my nipple as I put action to my words. Then he speared me from behind with his fingers.

Now, I was the one moaning as he added another finger into my slippery depths and stretched me. I needed the preparation to handle Kent’s monster dick. Especially after almost an entire week without him inside me.

“What are you going to do next, little bunny?”

“What I would like to do is rip your boxers off the way you treated my panties, but…” I shrugged. “I’m not that strong, and my movements are limited at the moment. So, I guess I’ll have to do this instead.”

I pulled his dick free and it sprang up between our bodies, hitting my waist. I wished for a better view, Kent obstructed my vision as he fed on my breasts as if I were his first meal after a long fast. I couldn’t blame him, either. If I were better positioned, his dick would be in my mouth while I did my best to suck his soul dry.

I stroked his length. Sticky fluid spilled over my hand. “Then I’d lead forward and lick you from your balls to your tip. Swallow every drop of pre-cum before welcoming you into my mouth.”

The pressure on my breasts eased.

“Look at me, little bunny.”

When had I closed my eyes? My lids were heavy as I raised them as if I were intoxicated from his touch. When I finally met his stare, he had a feral glint in his eyes.

“We don’t have to wait until we get home for you to give me my welcome home gift.” Kent freed my arms and gently pushed me to the floor of the car.

I silently forgave him for leaving my pussy empty once I saw the dark hue of his engorged flesh. His mushroomed head called to me as pearlescent fluid pooled at the top. Saliva pooled in my mouth.

“Little bunny, look at me.”

I dragged my eyes to meet his. Kent loomed over me, a king on his throne. A hungry, demanding sovereign who looked at me as if he would sacrifice everything he had for one lap of my tongue.

I smiled and reached out for him. Without breaking eye contact, I dragged my tongue against the heavy weight under his scrotum before I greedily sucked his balls.

He hissed at the first contact.

“Like what you see?”

He lowered his lids over his feverish blue eyes and caressed my cheek with his thumb, adding tenderness to the heated moment. “Like? That’s such a tame sentiment for what seeing you, hearing you… touching you does to me. Haven’t you realized by now little bunny? You are the sun to which I gravitate. The food that sustains me. The water that gives me life. The very blood that flows through my veins. You are my purpose, and I am your servant, ready to receive your blessing.”

“Blessing? You give me too much credit, but now I have something to aim for.” I reached for his hardness and slowly licked until I got the treasure at his tip.

Kent’s breathing deepened. His eyes narrowed as his anticipation built, surrounding us in a cocoon of overwhelming desire. “Your mouth feels so good.”

I engulfed as much of him in my mouth as I could handle, but Kent’s dick was long and wide. He filled my throat as I bobbed up and down, uncaring that I sounded like a glutton. I wanted… No; I needed his salty emissions, the same way he professed to needing me.

“That’s right, little bunny. Suck me off. Take what you need. Take what belongs to you.”

I hummed at his encouragement. Filled my throat with him until I almost forgot to breathe. Spit ran from the sides of my mouth, coating him as I relished his velvety texture. I reveled in his manly scent and doubled my efforts to make him come.

When he combed his fingers through my hair, I knew he was close. Muffled curses issued from his mouth, but I didn’t stop. I wanted his explosion. I wanted to lap up everything he had to give, and I wouldn’t let him hold out on me.

Soon, his fingers curled into my hair, almost pulling the strands from my scalp. The sting added to my pleasure as the first burst of fluid hit the back of my throat.

Kent groaned as he released and released the nectar I’d craved for days. I’d felt so cold without him by my side. Now he warmed my insides with the sign of how much he missed me. I licked and swallowed everything he gave, not missing a drop. Even after I’d drained him, I tended to his dick while he moaned his pleasure.

I was so engrossed in him, I protested when he dragged me from my prize. He quieted me by plundering my mouth until I wouldn’t dream of objecting. Why would I have reason to after he grabbed my ass and used it to control my body? He pulled and pushed, ensuring my wet pussy and clit dragged against his softened dick until he hardened again.

I pulled away, needing a second to catch my breath from being overstimulated.

“Little bunny, put me inside you and shower me with more blessings.”

“Give me a second.” I gasped for air.

“Sure.” He pulled my torso close and sucked my breast into his mouth, not giving me the time I needed to catch my breath.

My body pulsed screaming its need to be filled louder than my need for air. My pussy clenched on nothing while weeping its despair at its emptiness. I gave up the fight to breathe normally and slid him inside me. As wet as I was, he still stretched my walls.

“Mmm, Kent, you feel so good inside me,” I said once he was all the way inside.

He cupped both sides of my face until my glossy gaze met his fierce one. “Thank you for welcoming me home.” He thrust from below, pushing himself deeper inside me.

Not once did we break from peering into each other’s eyes as we fucked to completion. When he came the second time, filling me inside with his cum, emotion inundated me to the point I began to tear up.

I leaned forward, wrapped my arms around his neck, and buried my face in his chest to hide from his piercing view. Moments like now, I had to hold close because they would soon end.

I couldn’t even confide in Kent. He was too stubborn and possessive to let me go, even for his benefit. So I had to be the bigger person. And fuck, did it suck.