Savage (The Callie Leveaux Series Book 2) by Kate Benson

snickers. “Not many like two or not many like fifty?”
    “Not many like… I don’t fuckin’ know, ten? I didn’t keep count, babe.”
    “Blech,” she says, shaking her head and turning her attention back to the magazine. “Nevermind, we’ll stay in my room.”
    “Why?” I chuckle. “Are you jealous?”
    “No,” she laughs as she rolls her eyes, still thumbing through the magazine. “I just think my room is better now.”
    “Why?”
    “Because it’s not tainted by my ex lovers, unlike your sex dungeon,” she laughs, tossing the magazine back on the table and meeting my eyes. “You ready?”
    “Wait a minute,” I chuckle, stopping her from getting off the bed. “Do you really expect me to believe you’ve never fucked anyone else in that bed?”
    “Believe what you want baby,” she shrugs. “I bought the bed when we moved in and I’ve never fucked anyone in this apartment aside from you, Tommy. The only client who even knows where I live is Bobby and that’s because you invited him over here for that Super Bowl party.”
    “No shit?” I ask in shock, my head all over the place as I take in her words.
    “I know it’s probably hard to imagine, but I do have some boundaries, Tommy. That bed just happens to be one of the few,” she says, swinging her legs over the edge.
    “Cal, that’s not what I meant…”
    “It’s okay. I know what I am… What I was,” she whispers, slowly tracing my lips with her fingers before meeting my eyes.
    “No, you don’t, Callie,” I whisper, kissing her fingertips. “You know what other people had you believe for way too fucking long. You’re not that girl… You never were.”
    “You always have thought too much of me, Tommy,” she shakes her head.
    “Nah,” I disagree. “You just don’t see what I see yet.”
    As my words hit her, she lets out a sigh and squeezes my hand in hers. She looks down at her hands before biting on her lip and looking at me from the corner of her eye mischievously.
    “Still, you have to admit that it is kind of ironic,” she smirks. “I mean, who would have thought I’d win on this of all things?”
    “Oh shut up,” I grin, bending over to kiss her before playfully pushing her head so that she falls against the pillows.
    After we have lunch at the diner, we run a couple of errands and see a movie. It’s near dinner time when we leave the theater and I can tell her restless night is starting to catch up with her.
    “What do you want for dinner?” I ask as I climb in behind the wheel.
    “Your dick in my mouth,” she sings, making me laugh.
    “But you just had that for breakfast,” I tease her. “You sure you want it again already?”
    “Definitely,” she says, pushing her shorts down quickly and climbing over the console to straddle me. “Come on. Fuck me real fast so I can think straight, then we’ll figure out food.”
    Before I can even respond, she’s already hit the release on the back of my seat and pushed me back. In seconds, she’s lowering herself onto my length and riding me.
    “Fuck,” I hiss out as she begins to twist her hips, moving faster. “We’re gonna fuckin’ get arrested, baby.”
    “No we won’t,” she says in a breathy laugh. “You’re my doctor. We’ll just tell them you’re giving me an exam.”
    “Seems legit. Show me your tits,” I ground out and she pushes her top up.
    Gripping them, I push into her harder and watch the gold charms resting between them bounce against her chest. Her head rolls back in satisfaction as she lets out a low mewl and keeps her heavy eyes on mine.
    “Fuck Tommy,” she pants loudly as she starts to grow wetter around me. “Baby, your pussy needed this cock so bad.”
    Her words instantly catapult me into overdrive, my possessiveness over her forcing me to take control of her body.
    “Come here,” I ground out, gripping her neck and pulling her down roughly. “Hold on to the seat.”
    As she reaches for the headrest behind me, I grip