Page 88 of The Donovan Dynasty


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“Tell me we’re going to have sex,” she said.

“Oh, yeah.”He took the dress from her and tossed it over the bench.“We’re going to have sex.”

In response, she unfastened the bra.

Her beautiful, dusky nipples were already erect, begging for attention.

He sucked one into his mouth, laving it, stretching it.He saw her bra fall to the floor.

Lara put her hand on his shoulders, and he felt her legs jerk.

“So good,” she murmured.

As he continued to bathe the nipple with attention, he rolled her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, elongating the hardened nub.

Then he changed it up, sucking on the other and toying with the dampened one.

“I’ve never known anything like this,” she confessed.“Never had any idea.”

Honestly, he hadn’t either.The longer they interacted, the more he wanted.Even though that violated his rules, he refused to change anything about it.

Pulsing desire driving him, Connor left her long enough to pick up the cuffs.Without protest, she offered her wrists to him.

“Behind you.”

“Oh?”Her eyes widened, and he saw neediness in the deep brown depths.

She turned, and he fastened her into the cuffs.In addition to the intoxicating scent of her arousal, he caught a gentle whiff of magnolia.He succumbed to the urge to gently sink his teeth into her neck, increasing the pressure until she moaned.

“Onto the mattress.”With his hands on her shoulders, he guided her toward the bed.

When the backs of her knees hit the mattress, he helped her to sit.Then he gently pushed her over.“I love having you helpless.”

He grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it down his cock before joining her on the bed.

Her eyes captivated him as she intently studied him.

It took all his resolve not to skip the foreplay.“Spread your legs.How does your pussy feel?”

“Other than a bit tender from those spanks you just gave me, it’s fine.”

“Lift up your legs and keep them up.”He moved between her thighs.“Higher,” he instructed.

“I’m going to have to step up my abdominal work,” she said wryly.“Being with you requires being in shape.”

“Are you complaining, little Lara?”

“Ah.”She obviously thought better of it.“Not if this is the reward.This is more like incentive, Sir.”

“Well said, sub.”With his mouth, he claimed her cunt, licking, nipping, using his tongue to fuck her pussy.

She cried out, turning her head to one side.“I want to touch you.”

When she allowed her legs to rest on his shoulders, he pinched one of her thighs.

“Damn,” she protested.

“Stay in position,” he warned, putting his hands beneath her buttocks.He lifted and squeezed, trying to reignite the pain from the spanking and tipping her pelvis to give him a better angle.