“I don’t want to live on the West Coast. I want to live here or New York.”
“New York’s an option, too.”
“If I lived in New York, would you consider a long distance relationship?”
I stare at her, realizing she still doesn’t completely get it. “Zoe, I’d consider a long distance relationship if you lived in Thailand.”
Her eyes widen. “An exclusive relationship?” she counters.
I laugh, sitting on the couch with her. “Do you think I’d let you fuck other guys?”
“That’s not what I meant, which I think you know. There have been a lot of rumors that you and Trick and Anvil have shared girls between you.”
My finger grazes the generous curve of her breast. “I’m not interested in one-night stands anymore. Haven’t been since the first night at the theater when I watched you dance. I’m not interested in anyone who isn’t you.”
She smiles and clutches my hand.
“Be mine, beautiful, and I’ll make sure you always feel how much I love you.”
* * *
Zoe
I kiss him, struggling to believe what he’s offering. Is this real? My heart thuds in my chest. How much do I want this... for the enigmatic Connor McCann to focus all his dark intensity and lust on me? Yes, I want that. So much. And for him to tell me he loves me? Yes, of course, that means everything to me.
“Will it be different than it’s been?” I ask curiously. “Or will you still want to do certain things?”
“You mean will I still want you to submit to me sexually?”
I nod.
“That’s what I want, but you can set limits.”
“Good. I want to have a choice.”
He slides a hand in my hair and pulls me forward for a slow kiss. “I want what I do to you to feel right to both of us. If it’s punishment, you have to feel like you deserve it or it would be abuse. And when it’s not punishment, whatever I do should excite us both.”
My breath is getting short. “I definitely find foreplay and sex with you exciting.”
“Lie over my thighs,” he whispers against my mouth. “Let me warm you up before I fuck you right.”
I don’t hesitate. His thick cock presses against my belly.
“This ass,” he muses. “You remember the time I pushed you against the wall at that pool party? Do you know how much I wanted to fuck you that day? To stick my tongue in all your holes and chase it with my cock?”
I moan softly.
His big palm lands hard on my upturned ass. I squirm. Several more hard spanks follow, until I’m gasping.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
He peppers my ass with more before he squeezes the globes with strong fingers. Then he bites me. I squeal. He laughs softly, rubbing the mark I’m sure he’s left.
The spanking resumes and gets more intense. The blows make my flesh spring up and then heat soaks in. At first, I raise my ass to meet his hand, but then I can’t. I’m on fire. His palm thuds down. I start to clench.
“Connor, isn’t that enough?”
