felt safe.
“I should probably go,” he said.
His words made panic race up her spine.
“Connor?”
“Yeah,” he replied.
“Stay with me tonight,” she said. “I don’t want to be alone.”
His arms tightened around her as if he could protect her from whatever unseen force was out there. And when she was with him like this, she actually thought that he could.
“I could sleep on the couch,” he remarked, giving her the opportunity to back down.
Her eyes met his.
“I don’t want you to sleep on the couch.”
He looked down at her, his expression intent. “Are you sure?”
She offered him a shy smile. “I’m sure,” she confirmed.
It was all the encouragement he needed.
He leaned down to press his lips against hers, and she opened willingly. When his tongue met hers, she moaned. His hand slid up her ribcage to cover her breast, stroking the taut bud that begged for attention.
Still, she needed more.
Needed to feel more of him.
She climbed on top of him to straddle him, reveling in the feel of his hands as they cupped her buttocks. The hard ridge of his erection pressed against her pussy, causing a d e licious ache. Unable to keep herself from tasting the tem p tation, she brazenly rubbed herself against him. The low groan that escaped his mouth vibrated through every part of her body.
Deftly, he slid the zipper on the back of her dress down, pulling the straps forward to reveal her. A cool rush of air teased her skin as he eased the strap of her bra down to expose her breast. When his lips covered the straining bud, she cried out at the exquisite sensation. Her fingers snaked through his hair, holding him against her, unable to let him go. His tongue teased before she felt his teeth graze the sensitive skin.
“Connor…” His name escaped on a breathless whisper.
She couldn’t stop.
All she wanted was more of the sexy man she clung to.
Moving against his hard cock only made the ache wo r sen. She couldn’t help but wonder if he could feel how wet she was through the fabric of his slacks. She didn’t have to wonder long, because he stood up, his hands pulling her legs around his waist. He carried her up the two steps to the bedroom effortlessly.
When he reached the bed, he let her slide down the length of his body. The feel of his body against hers was more seductive than any erotic poetry. He placed her on the edge of the bed, leaning in to release the catch on her bra with a flick of his wrist. Kneeling down, he slid the dress down her legs. He positioned her leg on his shoulder as he began to peel her stockings and panties off before pla c ing an intimate kiss on the inside of her thigh.
She rose up on her elbows to look at him. The look in his eyes left little doubt of his intent.
He wanted everything.
And he wanted her to give it to him.
He placed her other leg on his shoulder, his purpose clear. Parting her with two fingers, he slid his tongue into the wet, hot center of her. Her head fell back on a rush of pleasure. One finger pushed into her, pumping gently in time with the ministrations of his mouth. He sucked the hard nub that drove her wild into his mouth. Her fingers twisted in the sheets, pulling, reaching for the pinnacle his mouth promised.
When she reached it, she cried out as waves of ecstasy swept through her. He stayed with her until the last ripple stilled. Then, he gently removed her legs from his shoulders to stand. His gaze held hers captive as he removed his clothes. He fished out a condom before his pants slid past his hips. She let out a sigh of approval as his cock sprung free. It pointed itself at the place in her that cried out to be filled.
Sliding the condom down his shaft, he grabbed her legs. He pulled her to the edge of the bed. She felt him prod at her entrance only seconds before he drove himself home. Her breath rushed out at the feeling of being filled so co m pletely. Her legs settled around his hips as he began to move inside of her. When his
“I should probably go,” he said.
His words made panic race up her spine.
“Connor?”
“Yeah,” he replied.
“Stay with me tonight,” she said. “I don’t want to be alone.”
His arms tightened around her as if he could protect her from whatever unseen force was out there. And when she was with him like this, she actually thought that he could.
“I could sleep on the couch,” he remarked, giving her the opportunity to back down.
Her eyes met his.
“I don’t want you to sleep on the couch.”
He looked down at her, his expression intent. “Are you sure?”
She offered him a shy smile. “I’m sure,” she confirmed.
It was all the encouragement he needed.
He leaned down to press his lips against hers, and she opened willingly. When his tongue met hers, she moaned. His hand slid up her ribcage to cover her breast, stroking the taut bud that begged for attention.
Still, she needed more.
Needed to feel more of him.
She climbed on top of him to straddle him, reveling in the feel of his hands as they cupped her buttocks. The hard ridge of his erection pressed against her pussy, causing a d e licious ache. Unable to keep herself from tasting the tem p tation, she brazenly rubbed herself against him. The low groan that escaped his mouth vibrated through every part of her body.
Deftly, he slid the zipper on the back of her dress down, pulling the straps forward to reveal her. A cool rush of air teased her skin as he eased the strap of her bra down to expose her breast. When his lips covered the straining bud, she cried out at the exquisite sensation. Her fingers snaked through his hair, holding him against her, unable to let him go. His tongue teased before she felt his teeth graze the sensitive skin.
“Connor…” His name escaped on a breathless whisper.
She couldn’t stop.
All she wanted was more of the sexy man she clung to.
Moving against his hard cock only made the ache wo r sen. She couldn’t help but wonder if he could feel how wet she was through the fabric of his slacks. She didn’t have to wonder long, because he stood up, his hands pulling her legs around his waist. He carried her up the two steps to the bedroom effortlessly.
When he reached the bed, he let her slide down the length of his body. The feel of his body against hers was more seductive than any erotic poetry. He placed her on the edge of the bed, leaning in to release the catch on her bra with a flick of his wrist. Kneeling down, he slid the dress down her legs. He positioned her leg on his shoulder as he began to peel her stockings and panties off before pla c ing an intimate kiss on the inside of her thigh.
She rose up on her elbows to look at him. The look in his eyes left little doubt of his intent.
He wanted everything.
And he wanted her to give it to him.
He placed her other leg on his shoulder, his purpose clear. Parting her with two fingers, he slid his tongue into the wet, hot center of her. Her head fell back on a rush of pleasure. One finger pushed into her, pumping gently in time with the ministrations of his mouth. He sucked the hard nub that drove her wild into his mouth. Her fingers twisted in the sheets, pulling, reaching for the pinnacle his mouth promised.
When she reached it, she cried out as waves of ecstasy swept through her. He stayed with her until the last ripple stilled. Then, he gently removed her legs from his shoulders to stand. His gaze held hers captive as he removed his clothes. He fished out a condom before his pants slid past his hips. She let out a sigh of approval as his cock sprung free. It pointed itself at the place in her that cried out to be filled.
Sliding the condom down his shaft, he grabbed her legs. He pulled her to the edge of the bed. She felt him prod at her entrance only seconds before he drove himself home. Her breath rushed out at the feeling of being filled so co m pletely. Her legs settled around his hips as he began to move inside of her. When his
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