I still needed more.
I still neededConnor.
“You come so well for me, Gorgeous. Look at that pretty blush on your cheeks.” His voice was low, and the throb of his erection against my ass told me that he was just as into this as I was. “Need me to stop?”
“No,” I breathed.
“Good. I’m nowhere near done with you.”
Connor pulled his fingers out of my panties long enough to tear the fabric away and haul me onto the mattress behind us.
Turning me so I faced him, he set me on his lap and dragged his knuckles over my clit.
“Fuck me,” I breathed.
“You want my fingers, Gorgeous?” He teased my entrance with two of his fingertips.
“Yes.”
“Then take them.”
I groaned when he didn’t slide them in any further, waiting for me to do what he said.
Slowly, I lowered my body over them inch by inch. I was insanely tight after so long without having sex, and the stretch of them felt crazy good.
I leaned heavily against his chest as I finally felt his thumb on my clit again, taking the entire length of his fingers. My chest rose and fell heavily, and I looked down.
It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.
Connor’s massive hand was between my thighs, streaked with the slickness of my pleasure. His thumb pressed against my clit, and two of his fingers were buried inside me to the hilt. His erection strained against his jeans so much, it looked painful.
My fingers trembled just a little from the overwhelm of the moment when I reached over and undid his button. His thumb pressed harder to my clit as I slowly dragged his zipper down, and his erection sprung upward. It strained against his boxer briefs.
Even through the fabric, he was huge.
“I want to see you touch yourself,” I whispered. “You were turned away in the shower.”
“If you want me to jerk off, you need to show me how well you ride my hand, Gorgeous.”
I wanted—and needed—him too badly not to.
He freed his erection, wrapping his fist around the length before he looked at me.
And waited.
I pressed my hands to his shoulders and lifted myself higher before lowering myself over his fingers again.
The sensations were insane.
He stroked his cock, matching my rhythm until I lost control on his hand, rocking and crying out as I climaxed.
Connor rolled me to my back and kneeled over me, stroking his cock as he came all over my stomach.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
Before I had time to recover, he had my thighs parted and his mouth on my clit.
I came again dizzyingly fast.
