“Is Harper Native American, too?”
“No. Our moms are sisters.”
“Oh.”
“Enough about me.” He ran his hands down her hair, fingering the strands and then closing his eyes as if the texture pleased him. “Nice.” He opened his eyes. “I think one of us is overdressed.” He cocked a brow as if asking permission.
“That so? What are you going to do about it?”
“Oh, you are so going down for sassing me.” Conner ducked his shoulder and lifted her up in a fireman’s hold. He lightly tapped her butt as if to simulate a spanking.
She laughed. “Con–ner.”
A second later she was on the bed on her back and he was undoing her pants then tugging them off. She’d worn matching underwear because it made her feel more feminine, not because she expected either Conner or Harper to see her this way.
Her stomach fluttered as his gaze perused her body. “You are perfect, baby.”
She opened her mouth to deny his claim but then realized that would sound as if she wanted him to convince her even more what he said was true. Instead of folding her jeans, he tossed them to the head of the bed.
“If you’re going to say no to me, baby, you better do it right now because my cock is anxious to explore you.”
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to make love with him, because she did, she was afraid he’d be put off when he saw how small she was. She could ask him to turn off the light, but that would only delay the inevitable. Besides, once he touched her he’d know she wasn’t fully a woman. Lying down, she had no boobs, so she sat up and unhooked the back of her bra. She eased the straps down her shoulders, and Conner’s eyes followed every inch of her movement. She stopped before the cups exposed her tits.
“Would you like me to close my eyes, baby?”
He must have sensed how hard this was for her. “Would you?” As soon as he obeyed, she slid off the bra, folded it in half, and placed it on top of her pants. If he hadn’t been resting on his calves between her legs, she might have hung up her jeans. She placed her hands over her breasts. “Okay. You can look.”
She swore he worked hard to swallow his smile. “You want to take off my briefs and see if I meet with your approval?”
Why wouldn’t he? He was being ridiculous. “Okay, but close your eyes again.”
She thought he might blow out a breath and lose patience, but he did as she asked. He even placed his hands on top of his head and rose to his knees. She waited a second to see if he would cheat. When he remained still with his eyes closed, she swung onto her knees and placed her thumbs in his waistband.
“Pull it toward you, baby, so you don’t snag it on my cock.”
“I made an A in physics.”
He burst out laughing, which brought a smile to her lips. Emboldened by his lightheartedness, she lifted the material over his cock and then pushed the briefs down.
“Want me to help?” he asked.
“Yes, please.”
Quickly, he scooted out of his shorts. She took them from him and placed them with some of the other clothes at the head of the bed. When she turned back toward him, he’d returned his hands to his head. When he didn’t move, she suspected he wanted her to suck on his cock.
This was her favorite part. Holly dropped onto her heels and gently drew his cock toward her. His dick jumped in her hand, and she let go and sucked in an audible breath.
Conner chuckled. “He doesn’t bite.”
She blew out the breath. “You did that on purpose.”
“Guilty.”
She was no novice even though she’d just acted like one. With a stronger grip, she drew his dick close and ran her tongue around the rim of the head, wanting to drive him crazy.
His hand clamped on her shoulder. “Oh, baby. Suck on him hard.”
She hadn’t expected Conner to be the sensitive one. While Harper was a military man, who probably could last a long time, deep down, she suspected he’d have to work harder not to come. But she wouldn’t draw any conclusion until she’d tested both—assuming Harper let her near him.
Conner pumped her shoulder once. Using her free hand, she cupped his balls and lightly squeezed. He moaned. Yes! With deliberate slowness, she licked his cock from bottom to top.
“You will pay for your torturing techniques.”
She looked up and widened her eyes only to see his eyes remained closed. “I don’t understand.” She quickly averted her gaze before she laughed.
So as not to upset him, she drew his cock into her mouth and slid down, dragging her tongue around his circumference. As she lifted her head, she tightened her fist and drew her hand upward. Conner moved his hips forward as if to signal he wanted more. Clamping down on his cock, she sucked hard and pumped her fist fast as she rolled his balls. The muscles on his thighs turned rigid, and his moan almost sounded like he was in pain.
He jerked out of her grasp. Oh, crap. Had she hurt him? She planted her hands behind her and looked up.
Conner’s eyes were still closed but his face was pointed toward the ceiling as if he was working hard to compose himself.
“You have one wicked mouth. Fuck but that was good.”
She smiled. “You’re not done, are you?”
A smile filled his face. “Baby, a few more sucks like that and our lovemaking would be temporarily aborted. Tonight is all about you—not me, so let’s get started.”
Chapter Six
Tonight is all about me? Seriously? Okay, who was this man?
Conner held out his hands and waved them as if he was trying to locate her. “Come here, you.”
Holly giggled. Conner dropped forward and their lips almost touched. Needing to make contact, she grabbed his face and kissed him. A second later, he’d straightened her legs and was on top of her. As soon as she reminded herself that Conner cared, the quick burst of fear dissipated. He’d be kind and gentle.
Instead of devouring each other like the last kiss, he lightened up, alternating between nibbling and giving her butterfly kisses. Each time their lips touched, her pussy went wild, pulsing and throbbing. She’d never reacted to a man quite like this before. He made her want to completely let go and trust him with her whole being.
Why don’t you?
I’m afraid.
His lips nabbed her chin, and then he dragged his kisses downward over her throat. Her body tensed, waiting for the moment when his lips found her breasts.
“God, but you taste so sweet, baby.”
Relief rushed out of her. She wrapped her arms around his back and ran her fingers from his shoulders to his ass. His bundles of muscles bunched and flexed as she explored every peak and delicious valley. She slightly lifted her hips, yearning to be impaled by such a powerful man.
Conner’s hand landed on her hip. “Easy now. I’m about to take care of her, don’t you worry.”
It was fun seeing him struggle to keep his eyes closed, but just then, he moved lower. Her nipples puckered in anticipation, but he kept on going as if he wasn’t interested. Suddenly, she wanted him to suck on her tits.
“Did you miss an area?” She couldn’t believe her voice cracked.
He didn’t lift his head as he moved between her legs. “Oh, I’ll get there, but I thought your pussy smelled needier.”
“Eww.” What he said was true, but she didn’t need to hear him verbalize how she’d perfumed the air before they’d even had sex.
He chuckled and then placed a hand on her belly while he nudged open her legs. “Are you on the pill? I’ve been tested and would love to go bareback.”
Her mom had been on the pill, or so she said, when she’d gotten knocked up right out of high school. “Yes, but I don’t trust it.”
“No problem. A condom is it.”
She handed him his jeans as they were by her head. To make it easier for him, she rolled onto her stomach. “You can open your eyes.”
“Nice ass.”
She wished it had been fuller. Maybe it
was time to work at gaining weight. Then your mom will have won.
She pushed the negative thoughts out of her mind. The pants flew back over her head, and he tapped her butt. She rolled over and when his gaze was on her breasts, she covered herself. “Conner.”
He glanced up at her. “What, baby? You’re beautiful. Might as well get used to it.” He lowered her arms and she closed her eyes.
When his tongue swiped across one nipple then the next, her tiny buds hardened. “Oh, yes.” Whoops. She hadn’t meant to let that out.
“Small-breasted women are so wonderfully sensitive.” He drew one nipple into his mouth and pulled it taut.
Like a bolt of electricity, the sharp prick raced down the sides of her breasts and stimulated her pussy. “Oh.”
He grinned. “I can’t get enough of these.”
Conner made a big deal of twisting one nipple while he sucked on the other, and her whole body caught on fire. His touch was tender yet aggressive as if he knew exactly what she wanted or rather needed. Not that she wanted to dwell on the past, but pleasuring her hadn’t been high on any man’s list before.
“Touch my pussy. Please.”
She prayed begging didn’t turn him off, but from his moans, he was enjoying sucking on her tits almost as much as she enjoyed being on the receiving end. Holly couldn’t believe he was spending so much time at breast level. He slid upward on her body so he could slide his hand down her hip. When his finger dipped under her panties and touched her clit, she thought she’d explode right there, and her groan came out too loud.
He looked up. “Don’t climax on me, baby. Wait for me.”
She wasn’t sure she could oblige. Holly bit down on her lip to stem the erotic pulses. She’d spent her whole life perfecting the art of self-control, but Conner was destroying her willpower one lick at a time.
“I have to taste your sweet honey.”
One lick and she’d be gone.
Don’t come.
Instead of providing some relief, he licked her inner thighs as he palmed her stomach. Could he tell how much her belly was fluttering or how her inner walls were contracting with each stroke of his tongue? The man seemed to want to understand her every reaction to his every touch.
His thumb made circles on her inner thighs as he slowly edged his way closer to her opening. She dug her heels into the bed and scooted lower.
He stopped. “Don’t. Move.”
What? “Why?”
“Because if you have to wait, in the end, your release will carry you higher than you’ve ever imagined.”
What if she was happy with many small climaxes? He hadn’t sounded mean or anything, just self-assured. Maybe the man did know what was best for her. “I’ll try.”
Conner looked up and smiled. “That’s my girl.”
Did he really think of her as his girl, or was she projecting what she wanted to hear? Stop analyzing.
He pressed a finger into her pussy and a gurgling sound erupted. She gripped the sheet the best she could, hoping to let loose some frustration. When Conner added a second finger, she worked hard not to buck.
She gasped. “It’s so hard.”
“Baby, you haven’t even gotten my cock yet.”
Aargh. She wasn’t talking about his damned cock. She found it near to impossible to stop her brimming climax. He was hard as steel, so why didn’t he want to come, too? Wasn’t that what men did?
Confusion continued to cloud her brain.
He removed his fingers and a small whimper escaped. Just as she was about to object to the withdrawal, he licked her pussy and all hell broke loose inside. She pictured sitting at the kitchen table handing the rest of her food over to Bethany, but even that sad image didn’t stop the sparks from shooting in every direction. She then focused on her mom coming home at midnight from her second job and going straight to bed, not even giving her sister a kiss on her forehead. Still no relief.
Then Conner wiggled her clit and brought her back to her fully aroused state. He reached up with his other hand and pinched her nipple. That did it. The building heat blew her apart.
“I can’t stop.” Her orgasm slammed into her hard, and her heart rattled against her ribs.
She was so overwhelmed that it took a good minute before she realized that Conner was no longer touching her. Oh, shit. She opened her eyes and looked at him. If he hadn’t been battling a smile, she would have gone inward.
He shook his head. “I have never met a woman who could blast off with so little touching.”
Her mouth gaped open. “You call touching my tits, licking my cunt, and playing with my clit as little?”
Conner dropped back his head and laughed. “I do adore you. I was only semi kidding that what I did was little.” He rose to his knees. “Now that we got your first climax out of the way, how about we go for two?”
“Two’s a good number.”
He laughed and shook his head. “I want to kiss you silly, play with your beautiful breasts, and fuck you until you scream my name, but I can’t decide the order.”
Even though she’d just come, the waves were still pounding in on her. “How about fuck, suck, and kiss.”
“Baby, we are so going to get along.”
At least for tonight, her inhibitions seemed to have fled, and she was loving the freedom. Keeping his gaze on her face, he crawled closer.
“Condom!” she said.
“Fuck. I hate those things.” He picked up the foil package, tore it open, and extracted the rubber.
“May I?”
He held the protection out of her reach then slowly gave it to her. “Be fast.”
Fast, my ass. He didn’t move fast when he was finger-fucking her cunt. She placed the rubber on his cock and rolled it down a bit, but it popped off. “Whoops.” She honestly hadn’t meant for that to happen.
On the second attempt, she rolled it down evenly on both sides. Conner grunted. She’d lift her fingers off the condom, then roll, then lift again until it was on nice and tight.
“Holly. You’re deliberately trying my patience.”
He was absolutely right. “Me?”
In one second flat, he flipped her onto her stomach and spanked her three times. No one had ever spanked her because she tried really hard never do anything wrong. He hadn’t hit her hard, but it was the principle of the thing. He didn’t hold her down, so she was able to able to roll back over.
“Why did you do that?”
His hand went to his chest. “You have to ask? You were a bad little girl for teasing me, and you needed to be punished.”
She wished she could punish him. “Well, it didn’t hurt.” She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of thinking she’d learned her lesson.
He burst out laughing. “This keeps getting better and better. I wasn’t trying to hurt you. It was just my way of disciplining you.” He waved a hand. “But right now I have better things to do than lecture you on…bedroom protocol.”
He lowered his lids and slid on top of her, his luscious chest pressing against her swollen nipples. He shifted his weight to the right, sending streaks of pleasure from the tip of her taut buds straight down to her pussy. She expected him to punch his cock into her, but instead he nudged her opening and kissed her hard and thoroughly. Her whole body went crazy as lustful chaos descended. She needed all of him—right now. Had her mouth not been otherwise occupied by ravishing his, she would have told him to impale her right now.
He snarled his fingers into her hair, and she grabbed his flowing locks. They tugged, they twisted, and they loved hard. When he came up for air, he dipped his head and pulled on her swollen nipple. That one action nearly splintered her, but she wouldn’t come this time without him.
“I have to have you, baby.”
He eased in an inch and stopped. She thought she wanted him to forge in with one big thrust, but now she realized that would have broken her in half. She hadn’t have sex in months, and his size stretched her to the max. She clamp
ed down hard on him, and he squeezed his eyes shut.
“Holly. Don’t. I am on the edge.”
“I didn’t mean to.” Disappointing him was the last thing she’d planned.
“Oh, baby.” He captured her lips again and slid into her wet pussy.
The ache accompanied such desire that she wanted him all. She lifted her chest and lowered her hands to his shoulders. As he thrust into her with one strong push, she dug her nails into his skin. She was the one to break the kiss in order to gulp in air.
Disregarding all of his commands not to move and not to come, she lost total control. She pumped her hips and tried to grab hold of his cock with her inner walls. He grunted then opened his mouth, as if he too, needed air to breathe. Just as her climax took hold, his cock expanded and pulsed, pushing her farther over the edge. She closed her eyes and let herself fall into wonderful oblivion. His cock finally exploded and heat nearly burned her insides.
Both of their breaths finally synced as he held her tight. His lips met her neck and his warm breath rippled down her body. She never wanted to let him go.
It seemed all too short when he pulled away. He looked around. “Bathroom?”
“Across the hall.”
He ran, buck naked, out the door. That made her smile. He returned a minute later with a wet towel, sans condom.
“Let me clean you up.”
This was another first for her. His care proved to her that Conner Gillespie was an amazing man. After he washed her, he dashed out then returned.
He sat on the bed and stroked her face. “Thank you.”
She should be thanking him. “For what?”
He cocked open an eye. “For trusting me.”
She’d definitely trusted him with her body, but she feared she might have given him a piece of her heart, too, and she hoped like hell he didn’t abuse it.
Chapter Seven
Harper glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was close to one in the morning, and dammit, Conner wasn’t back. That meant only one thing. He and Holly had hooked up.
You could have had her but you ran away.
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