Savage Mates novel Chapter 85

Chapter Eighty-Five: A little sore 

Everything in me screamed at me that this was too soon. Too fast to be feeling all these love feelings. I had only just split up with Jake yesterday night. I had only met Jason last night. But here I was with my heart feeling all fluttery because of the way he said my name.

Because of the way he kissed me like he wanted to love me too.

It was too soon.

Jake and I had never gotten to the whole love stage in our relationship. Maybe we would have with time, but things with him had never been like this. I knew that even though I was feeling this way, that I wasn’t really ready for it.

I need to stop thinking about it. If I didn’t, I was going to panic and that wasn’t something that I wanted to do right now. At least, not after last night. If I did, it might scare him away, even though I was beginning to think it would take a lot more than me freaking out to scare these men away from me,

Or at least, that’s what I hoped.

Jason’s tongue brushed against my upper lip before sucking the flesh softly with a low moan. The hand on my bottom pushed me down so that my pussy was pressed against his very hard morning wood.

I whimpered, my pussy ached and even though heat was pooling in my belly, I doubted I would be able to do anything about it

His hand moved to cup my cheek, his thumb brushing against the side of my face softly as he deep ened the kiss. Our tongues moved together and I tried rocking my hips, hoping to ease some of the ache between my thighs. It didn’t help; it hurt.

I tensed up over him, lifting my hips to pull my tender parts away.

“Tillie,“ his breath was warm against my lips. I opened my eyes, taking in the worry in his stormy gray eyes. “What’s wrong? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, I’m just a little sore.” I winced, trying not to move.

“Oh kitten, I’m sorry. I should have realized-”

“Jason,” I said, cutting him off. “I’m okay. I just need a little time to let things heal.”

Till give you time, Tillie. I just, look, I’m sorry about last night. I shouldn’t have. We should have talked about things beforehand.”

“So you’re not mad at me?” I asked, worrying the inside of my cheek with my teeth.

“Mad at you? No,” Jason said, shaking his head. The hand on my bottom stroked up my back beneath my shirt and I shivered. “Kitten, you were perfect”