Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
I thought I might combust when I felt his other hand wander around the back of my thigh to cup my arse. A shudder swept through me.
His hand continued its journey as his mouth laved at me wickedly, and when he plunged a finger inside me he groaned against my sex.
“So fucking wet,” he rasped and the feel of his deep voice echoing through me somehow drove me higher. I felt something building, some wonderful release that was just out of reach hurtling closer. I reached down, running my hand over his close cropped hair, down his neck and along his shoulder. He made a humming sound like he enjoyed my touch. I kept my hand on him while he became singularly focused, his finger moving in and out of me deliciously slow while his tongue circled my clit just as slowly. It was torturous. Mind-blowing.
My thighs tensed around him and I came with a sharp cry. Conor’s tongue slowed down, still licking at me, drawing out my orgasm while his finger remained inside me. He held my gaze the entire time and the intimacy was almost too much to take.
“Wow, that was…” I drifted off, feeling like I was floating on a cloud. “Phenomenal.”
There was something so intense in his gaze, something big and warm and lovely, and then he blurted, “I love you, Yvonne.”
9.
Conor
She was startled by my confession, that much was clear. Her big blue eyes grew impossibly wide as she stared at me. The truth was, I think I loved Yvonne for a long time now. She’d just been gone out of my life for so long that I’d forgotten, and once she was back in it, well, all those old feelings returned with renewed force. I couldn’t keep the words inside. I made her come and she was staring down at me in awe and it just came spilling out of me.
“I know you don’t feel the same way yet, and that’s fine,” I added quickly. “But I just want you to know that I do love you, and I hope that one day you’ll start to love me, too.”
Her gaze shone and I wished to read her thoughts, but then she said, “I can’t imagine that would be too difficult a task.” She stroked her hand over my hair. “To love a man as wonderful as you.”
Her voice was full of affection and something primal surged within me. I had to be inside her.
Climbing up her body, I settled between her legs, my erection pressing into her wet heat and I softly thrust my hips, bringing us flush. She stretched out beneath me, reaching for her nightstand and opening a drawer. I didn’t know what she was doing until she retrieved a small box of condoms. I was so gone for her I hadn’t even been thinking about protection. In fact, I’d been a second away from sliding home inside her slick, wet heat.
That wasn’t like me.
Then again, my feelings for her weren’t like any I’d had before
She opened the box and several foil packets fell out. I drew back a few inches, taking one and making quick work of rolling a condom down my shaft.
Then I lowered my body to hers, positioning at her entrance and holding her gaze as I pushed in slowly. She gasped and I captured it with my lips. I kissed her deeply, running my palms up her thighs as I slowly pushed inside her. She moaned and I loved the sound, loved being able to give her this pleasure as I filled her.
Fuck, she was tight.
Two years. I was the first man she’d given herself to in two whole years and something possessive took over me at the thought. Mine, some inner part of me growled as my thrusts quickened. I wanted to claim her.
When I was seated to the hilt I bent my head to suck her nipple into my mouth. She sighed in a way that made my balls tighten. I thought I’d come quick when she gave me head, but this was going to be even faster if she didn’t stop making those sexy sounds.
“Conor,” she breathed, gripping my shoulders and tugging me up to her. Her needy mouth sought mine and I groaned when her soft tongue slid past my lips. I reached down between our bodies, still kissing her. I wanted to make her come again, this time with my cock buried inside her. She moaned when I touched her clit, slowly at first then gradually increasing the pressure and speed until she was moaning even louder and her inner muscles were clenching around me. Fucking hell, that felt amazing.
“Come for me again,” I spoke gruffly against her lips and she nodded breathlessly.
“I’m close.”
I was, too.
I pounded into her, teasing her clit until I was coming inside her and she was shuddering against me, her orgasm milking my cock for all it was worth. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, could hardly breathe at the sheer beauty of this woman who’d thoroughly bewitched me.