Forget Me Never by Sable Hunter (books successful people read txt) 📗

“Being. . .inside. . .of. . .you. . . is incredible.”  His hips were bucking against her, stuffing himself a little deeper with each jab.

“Tell me,” she asked again.  To learn how to please him was paramount.

“Shit, Baby,” he huffed.  “It’s hard to think, all I can do is feel.”  But when she nipped his shoulder, he got inspired.  “Do you know how to squeeze with your pussy muscles?”  Lord, he couldn’t even think what to call it.

“I think so.”  She did what she thought he wanted.  And when she did, it made her clit move and she could feel his girth perfectly.  “Oh, Lord.”

Her hands tightened on his shoulders and that sweet pussy of hers tightened around him just right.  And then she did it again.  And again.  “Perfect – damn perfect,’ he moaned.  “Now, rock your bottom just a little.” She did.  He groaned.  “Keep up the squeezing,”  Fuck!  “Good girl, now undulate a little,” he hissed a breath.  “That’s it, Baby.  Front to back and side to side.”

He was getting into the teaching and she was a most willing pupil.  Could anythine more perfect?  He held her up easily.  She was free to move, to play, to pleasure her man.  And the benefits were out of this world!  As she worked on getting a rhythm, he threw his head back and growled.  The cords on his neck stood out and his lip lifted in the sexiest snarl she had ever seen.  She upped the ante by speeding up the routine and when she did she could feel her clit and pussy begin to throb with that pre-orgasmic rush of ecstasy.  “Am I doing it right?”

“Christ!” he shouted as he lost control.  Pinning her against the wall, he well and truly fucked her – pounding into her with short, hard strokes that drove them both over the edge into the oblivion of rapture.  At that moment, Patrick and Savannah became one.  He became the most important person in her life and she became his beloved.

*****

“Savannah, meet Ciara.”  Savannah knelt down by the dog and held her hand out.  She had slipped on a short pink robe that hid all her parts but molded them so dearly that Patrick couldn’t keep from staring.

Ciara sniffed her hand.  She was polite, but unimpressed.  “Maybe she’s a one-human dog.”

“Just pet her,” she needs to get used to you.

Savannah rubbed the lab’s head.  It was obvious that Patrick’s canine buddy merely tolerated the other woman in his life.  “Hello, Ciara.  I’m glad you’ve come to visit me.”

“Speaking of visiting with you, did you intend for us to stay the night or do you want us to eat and head on back to Lafayette?”  At his question, Savannah rose quickly to her feet with a semi-panicked look in her eye.

“Don’t go.  Please?”  Honestly, she hadn’t considered that he wouldn’t be staying with her.  As far as she was concerned, he had come to stay.  That is – until he had to go back.  Giving in to her instincts, she walked up to him and wound her arms around his waist.  “I want you to stay with me.”

“Good.  That’s what I was hoping you’d say.” Patrick kissed the top of her head.  “Now, let’s eat.”

They went to the kitchen and she warmed up the food that needed it.  “How about Ciara, does she eat people food?”

“Just this once.  I’m trying to keep her on a healthy diet.  I ordered her special food through the commissary.  But a chicken breast will be a special treat for her.”  Patrick watched as she moved gracefully around the kitchen.

“I’ll cut it up for her.  Here you sit down and rest.  I’ll take care of you both.”

alibri">Patrick wanted to push the issue; he believed that a man should do his part around the house.  But she looked so happy – and, bottom line, he just enjoyed looking at her.  “I have a feeling you’re going to spoil me.”

“I’d love to try.  Cooking has always been enjoyable for me, but it’s much more fun to have someone here with me.”

It dawned on him that she had spent most of her life alone.  Little things like sharing a meal or celebrating Christmas with someone she loved was probably out of her realm of experience.  Well, no more.  He was in her life now and there were going to be some changes made.  “Maybe, you are the one that needs spoiling.  Can I apply for the job?”

“As far as jobs go, I don’t know if you’d want it.  The hours are good, but the pay is crappy.”  She wrinkled her nose at it and smiled.  “I like teasing you.  It’s fun.”

“I wasn’t teasing you.  And I’ll take my pay in kisses and those chocolate chip cookies you promised me.”

“The kisses are free and the chocolate chip cookies are in the jar behind you.”  She had quickly cut up the chicken and put it in a bowl.  Ciara was watching her intently.  Kneeling down, Savannah offered the food to the dog.

It amused Patrick that his lab glanced at him as if seeking his permission.  “Go ahead, Girl.”

“Now isn’t that something.” Savannah was amazed.  “She loves you; that’s as plain as the nose on her face.  All she wants to do is please you.”  Wrapping her arms around her legs, she sat next to the animal, enjoying being close.

“You please me, Savannah.”

Patrick’s words made Savannah happy.  She got up and kissed him on the cheek.  “I’m glad.  Do you take sugar in your tea?”

“Yes, and lemon if you have one.”  She prepared him a glass of iced tea, placed a napkin on his lap and served him a plate of food fit for a king.  “Thank you.” Savannah was taking care of him.  It was the best feeling in the world.  Without a doubt, he was completely enchanted.

He wouldn’t taste a bite until she joined him and then they ate together in companionable silence until Savannah laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, I’m just happy.”  She