by Jess Bryant
The way she looked at him. The way she touched him. The way she reacted to him. She was everything he’d ever needed.
He pinched her other nipple as he licked and bit at the rosy tip in his mouth. She cried out his name and he switched, giving the left breast the same treatment. Worshiping her with his mouth as she writhed beneath him, her hands in his hair and his name on her lips.
He kissed down the middle of her chest and felt her stomach muscles quiver beneath his mouth. He paused at her belly-button, swirling his tongue around it and making her giggle. He smiled against her damp skin and ran his cheek against the sensitive skin just beneath that stretched between her hipbones. Her laugh turned to a sigh and he did it again and again until she was pushing at his head, trying to force him lower, to where she wanted.
Smiling up at her, he kissed a trail down to her mound but instead of parting her folds he kissed the crease of her leg and continued on down her thigh. Lulu cursed at him and he chuckled as he nipped at the sensitive flesh. He slid his shoulders down, notching himself between her legs and met her glassy gaze.
“Put your feet flat on the bed.” His voice was gruff, even to his own ears, but Lulu complied instantly, which only made his need for her more intense.
He leaned back on his heels, looking his fill of her. Lulu’s skin was flushed pink and sweat-dampened already. Her dark hair was wild around her shoulders and her equally dark lashes were low over her eyes, hooded with desire. Her lips were swollen and red from where she was biting them. Her breasts heaved as she breathed and her stomach quivered. And she was wet, God she was wet, he could see her pretty pink parts glistening for him and he licked his lips, making her whimper.
“Connor. Please.”
“Please what?” He smirked as he traced his fingers up her thigh, dancing close to the spot she wanted him but never quite touching her there.
“Put your mouth on me.”
“Here?” He pressed a soft kiss to her hip, “Or here?” He moved down and kissed the top of her mound, “Or maybe here?” He blew a cool stream of air over her slick pussy and her hips arched automatically.
“Dammit Connor, stop teasing me. I can’t take it. I… Ayyy!” Her word cut off into a keening cry as he flicked his tongue over her once, twice and on the third pass he all but buried his face between her legs. “Ah, God, yes!”
He groaned as her taste hit him, the scent of her arousal suffocating him in the sweet sexiness that was pure Lulu. He growled as a fresh surge of moisture greeted his lapping tongue and he wiggled it deep, finding her opening and pushing in and out lewdly. Her fingers clawed at him, her nails scratching him in that way he liked so much and when he glanced up from his spot between her thighs it was to find her head tipped back and eyes closed, mouth open on a panting demand for more.
Oh, he planned to give her more. He planned to give her everything he was. First, he was going to start with an orgasm or six though, because as many times as he’d made love to her in the last week, this was the first time he knew without a doubt that she was making love right back to him.
He fucked her with his tongue until her hips began to pump against his face relentlessly and then he eased back. He slid his tongue up and found that secretive little pearl. It was swollen with need and from her shallow breaths he knew it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge. He latched his mouth onto that little nub and sucked, hard, causing Lulu to jerk and scream his name as her climax hit her hard and fast.
“Oh, God, Connor. Yes!” She pushed at his head, keeping him in place, as if he was going to move away and give up the chance to lick up all that sweet cream she made for him, to feel her muscles spasm around his tongue, to let pride fill his chest when she finally, finally, relaxed her tight hold on him and fell into a limp heap on the bed with another muttered, “Oh my God.”
He smirked as he rose up, kissing her mound and then her belly. Catching her hand when she reached for him, he kissed her knuckles and then the inside of her wrist. He pulled her arm back up over her head as he rose and finally met her eyes. The light there filled him with more than pride, it also filled him with a bone deep hope that she finally understood her feelings for him were real and that he felt the exact same way.
“Connor.” Her lips curved seductively and he nuzzled his mouth to hers.
“Taste that?” He muttered as he licked at her lips, tracing the bottom curve and then dipping inside to trace it from the other side, “You make the sweetest honey for me, baby. I can’t get enough of how you taste, how you feel when you come apart for me.”
She made another of those tiny whines as he kissed her soft and slow and easy. He loved the way she didn’t back down from the kiss, or from the taste of herself. She stroked her tongue against his when he darted in to play and chased him when he began to pull back.
“Please.”
“Mmm, I love it when you beg. Say it again.”
Her eyes narrowed on him and he chuckled when she clamped her mouth shut. Fiesty. God, he’d always loved that about her too. She’d let him have his way so many times in so many ways in the last few days. She’d agreed that he could have the control he loved so much when it came to sex. But she never failed to defy him either, in one way or another, she always tipped that sharp little chin at him and waited for him to deliver the punishment they both knew she longed for.
“It’s gonna be like that?” He smirked when she smiled back at him lazily but didn’t say a word, “Okay, sweetness, up. Now. Get on your knees.”
Slowly, Lulu licked her lips and then rolled herself over. She looked back at him over her shoulder as she slid her knees up, bringing her ass up right in front of him. He moved so fast there was no way she could brace herself for it when he smacked her right cheek with the palm of his hand. She gasped but before she could open her mouth to say anything he wrapped an arm around her waist and spun her around on the bed until she was facing the other direction.
“Connor, what are….”
“Look.” He urged as he moved his hand up to her chin, tipping it towards what he wanted her to see and when her dark eyes met his in the mirror she gasped.
Facing this direction instead of towards the headboard, the mirror over the dresser gave him a delicious view of her as she faced it on her hands and knees in front of him. Her dark hair hung down over her shoulders. Her breasts though small swung slightly as she sucked in a ragged breath. The flare of her hips fit his hands perfectly as he positioned himself behind her and her dark eyes on him made this position even more erotic than he’d intended when he spun her.
“Watch.” He ordered as he nudged her legs wider and slid his cock through her wet folds, causing her to shiver and shut her eyes. He pulled back and smacked her ass again, “I said, watch.”
Lulu’s dark eyelashes fluttered as she opened them again. She gave a small nod and once he knew she was braced and as ready as he could get her, he slowly fed his cock into her inch by inch. She was still tight from her previous orgasm and he groaned as he pulled her hips back to meet his measured thrust.
“Yessss.” Lulu hissed as he slid into her slick heat.
“You feel so good.” He pulled back and then slid in again, nice and slow.
“So do you.” She hummed softly.
“Like you were made for me.”
Her dark eyes stayed on him as he pulled back and thrust again, a little harder this time since she didn’t agree. She bit her lip and canted her hips though, taking him and clenching her muscles around him. He groaned at the sensation and fought off the need to pound into her hard and fast, to get them both off. Her eyes on him, on them, was both heaven and hell, because he could see all the things she wasn’t ready to say. He could see how much he affected her and he wanted to shout his own words of love for her.
He kept the pace slow, almost languid, as he pushed into her over and over again. She rocked back when he pulled out until just his thick cockhead sat at her opening, trying to keep him inside. He could make love to
her like this all night. Slow and sweet, with heat burning in her eyes as she watched him own her. It wasn’t until he shoved back in and she gasped, dropping her head and whimpering for more that he gave into the urge to truly take her.
“Up.” He growled as he wrapped an arm around her chest, propelling her upright even as he pumped his hips into her harder and faster.
He sat back on his heels so he could hit the right angle and shoved up into her as he pulled her ass against him. She gasped, her eyes going wide, when he used the arm around her chest to hold her in place and slid his other down to her clit, thumbing it as he began to pump into her mercilessly.
“Keep your eyes open, Lu.” He growled against her ear before he nipped the soft flesh and impaled her on his dick again, “Watch me make love to you. Look at how well we fit together.”
“Oh God. Connor.” Her voice came out on a choked gasp as he pinched her clit and her nipple and slammed into her, “I’m so close.”
“I know. I can feel it. Because I know you, baby, Know every inch of this beautiful body. Because it’s mine. All mine.”
She moaned but the tingling down his spine warned he was almost out of time and her gasps and grunts and moans of pleasure weren’t enough all of a sudden. No matter what his brain told him about not pushing her, his heart and his body wanted more from her. Now. They said that he’d waited for her long enough and it was time she fucking admitted what they already knew. He bit his tongue but still somehow the words that had been welling up inside of him found a way past his gritted teeth and lips.
“Say it. Say you’re mine. You know it’s true. Say it. Say it and I’ll let you come.”
“Yours.” Lulu slid her hand down her own body, finding his fingers that were strumming her clit and helping him to get her off in one of the hands-down sexiest moves he’d ever seen. “I’m yours. All yours. Oh God, Con… I’m…”
“Come.” He grunted into her ear as he felt her begin to spasm again.
His hips hammered back and forth, fighting the way her body tried to suck him deep and keep him inside. He could feel his balls draw up and he growled as pleasure began to pour into his veins like hot lava. The feel of Lulu all around him, her body gripping him tight, her words ringing in his ears, he couldn’t hold back a second longer. He slammed into her twice more and then held himself deep as he came and came and came.
Lulu’s slick, tight pussy pulsed all around him, drawing him in deep until he could practically feel her womb and some part of him wished she wasn’t on the pill. He loved that they’d never used a condom but he wanted more with her than just sex. This was more than sex. He dreamed of seeing her wearing his ring and taking his name just as often as he dreamed of watching her belly swell with his children as they built a family and a life together. But when she whimpered and went soft against him, he knew that those dreams, while closer, were still out of reach for now.
“Look.” He nudged softly at her throat when she tipped her head back against his chest, “Look at us.”
Her eyes drifted open slowly, hazy from her orgasm, but she found them in the mirror and all but purred when he cupped her mound and her breast possessively. She shivered in his grip but didn’t try to pull away. She finally met his eyes and when she did he spoke again, voice rough from emotions as much as sex.
“You’re beautiful, Lulu. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. The only woman I’ve ever truly wanted. And I want all of you. Not just this part.” He squeezed her mound slightly, accenting his point and then moved the hand on her breast a fraction higher, over her heart, “I want all of you, for real. Look at us and tell me this doesn’t feel right, that I can’t make you happy, that we weren’t meant to be together like this.”
Lulu twisted slightly in his arm, just enough to brush her mouth against his. She kissed him softly for the briefest of seconds. It must have hurt her neck but she did it and then she faced forward again, meeting his eyes in the mirror, looking far steadier than he felt when she smiled softly.
“I can’t, Connor, because I’m done lying to myself. You do make me happy. Being with you does feel right. And I’m yours. All of me.”
His heart clenched and he held her close. He kissed her sweat-slicked skin. He ran his tongue over her shoulder and neck. He nipped at her ear. He hugged her to his chest. And when she shivered he finally slipped from her body and turned her in his arms, kissing her firmly on the mouth as he picked her up and carried her to the shower.
He bathed them in warm heat, never once taking his hands from her and kissing her each time she started to speak. As much as he’d wanted those three little words from her, as much as he’d pushed already, he simply wanted to spend the rest of the night holding her and loving her. Because when she did, finally, admit that she loved him, to him, he didn’t want it to be in a hangover of orgasms and lust and he didn’t want them to be naked.
He wanted her to be awake and well-rested and sure of herself and her words when she said it.
He tucked them into bed together, pulling her into his arms and burying his face in her hair. She sighed contentedly and reached for his hand. Their fingers twined and they pressed together from shoulder to knee, naked flesh to naked flesh. Nothing between them. Just the way it was supposed to be.
Chapter Fifteen
Today was the day Lulu had dreaded for months. Years even. And yet, as she looked at Aubrey standing there in her white dress, her hair curled and veil wafting in the light breeze from the fan, she didn’t feel a single pang of jealousy.
Aubrey was marrying Derek today and Lulu wasn’t brokenhearted. She wasn’t wallowing in self-pity or recriminations. She wasn’t wishing the bride and groom ill will. She wasn’t even wishing that it was her.
Because she was happy.
She was happy for Aubrey. She was happy for Derek. But more than that even, she was just plain happy.
Connor made her that way. He made her smile. He made her laugh. He pulled her out of her head whenever her tendency to get lost in thoughts and worries took over. He made her so ridiculously happy that she could only marvel that she’d somehow convinced herself she hated him all these years.
The truth was, she was in love with him. With Connor. Not with Derek. And for the first time in her life, everything finally seemed to make sense.
Connor was the one she was supposed to be with. Connor was the one that had held her together over the years. Connor was the one that made her laugh and cry and fight and yell and smile because he had the power to access every single one of her emotions. Connor was the one that owned her heart because he was the one that had helped her put it back together, to slide all the broken pieces back into place, and when it had finally clicked, he’d been inside it, at the center of it, making her whole.
She loved him. It was just that simple and just that terrifying. Because she’d realized something crazy and important as he made love to her last night, as he broke down every one of her barriers and pushed her to admit the truth to herself and to him. She loved him and she had no idea what to do because she’d never been in love before.
She’d only thought she was in love with Derek but what she and Derek had wasn’t love. It never had been. It had been obsession, fascination, idolization, but it hadn’t been love. Not the real kind.
It had been childish and immature and selfish. She’d wanted Derek for herself no matter what, no matter whether they made each other happy or miserable. She’d only wanted what she wanted and she’d been too stubborn to admit to herself that they’d outgrown any possibility of that kind of love a long time ago.
She’d come to this wedding with the single-minded purpose of letting him go. Once and for all. In every way. And amazingly enough, she had. It just hadn’t happened the way she’d expected it to.
This thing with Connor had taken her by surprise. She never could have predicted the two of them would become friends, let alone more. If she’d considered there was even a chance of the two of them hooking up, in all of t
heir years of circling each other, she’d have chalked it up to a one-night stand. Too much booze and loneliness and a mistake they’d agree to never speak of again.
But this, them, it was so much more than that.
It had only been a week but it felt like… okay, it felt like a week. She smiled to herself at the thought. It felt like a really fast and crazy out of control roller coaster ride of a week. But it also felt like it was the start of something that could last forever, if she just gave in to it.
Last night, when Connor had made her watch them in the mirror, she’d seen every emotion he felt for her in his eyes. She’d felt it with every touch of his hands. Every thrust of his body into hers had brought them closer to the edge, to the point of no return, and when they’d fallen over the cliff she’d known that there was no going back.
She didn’t want to.
A knock sounded on the door of the bridal suite and Lulu turned her head to watch Anna hurry over to check who it was. All around her the bridesmaids were fussing over Aubrey and Lulu had felt strangely out of place all day. She wasn’t a friend of Aubrey. She wasn’t one of her bridesmaids. She should have been over there with Derek and the guys but of course that would have been too weird for all of them as she slipped into the sheath dress and did her hair and makeup so she’d been put with the other girls. She’d been looking for a way to escape all of the crying and hugging for hours so when Anna turned and said her name, her heart leapt.
“Lulu?” The younger girl gave her a knowing smile. “It’s for you.”
She was already moving when Anna shifted the door open wide enough for her to see who was on the other side. Her heart didn’t just leap. It thumped so hard that she felt a shudder run down her spine at the sight of him. She’d known. She’d known that it would be him. He knew her so well. He must have known she’d be itching in her own skin in this room with all these girls who weren’t really her friends on a day that she had not been looking forward to at all.
