Then I ate her like I was starved, because for her…I was. I hungered for her in the deepest, most primitive way.
She wiggled on the mattress, tortured by each stroke of my tongue on her core. She wanted more, I could tell, and I wanted to give her more.
I slipped my finger in, circling her clit and lapping up the juices she rewarded me with. There was nothing like tasting Connor come.
But the hunger went so much deeper, and once I’d made her come undone around my fingers and mouth, I had to have her. I reached over into my nightstand, grabbing a condom.
Kneeling between her thighs, I rolled the condom over my thick length—loving how her eyes followed my every movement. Once it was on, I lined myself up with her pretty pussy, rubbing my tip against her slick folds.
She moaned again. “Please, Dare. I need to feel you inside me.”
With one hard thrust, I’d granted her that wish, filling her. Her walls constricted around me like the sweetest vise. “Fuck, Connor.” I dropped my forehead against hers, basking in the sensation of her.
“Please,” she whimpered, her thighs falling open to grant me deeper access. I thrust, pounding into her relentlessly. I made her come again, and it nearly mademecome too. But then Connor pushed at my chest with her hands, directing me to the mattress so she could settle over top of me.
My hands went to her hips, my fingers squeezing as she slid back down on my cock. I loved having her in this position. She looked like a goddess, looming over me with her luscious red hair and illuminating green eyes.
Her breasts bounced with her, up and down as she rode my cock. She rotated her hips, gyrating against me. Using me for her pleasure, and I let her, taking in the pleasure on her face, feeling her walls tighten and contract around me as she rode herself through another orgasm.
The view of her and the feel of her were too much, and I ended up coming right after her, calling her name out when I did.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
Dare
Not long afterwe’d finished, my phone started ringing. I hadn’t even had time to catch my breath. “Who could that possibly be at this hour?” Connor asked, just as breathless.
“Dunno,” I muttered as I forced myself out of bed, going to my jeans I’d left on the floor to fish it out of my pocket. “Hello?”
“Hey. You still up?” Cal asked. There was a vulnerability in his voice that he tried to mask.
“Yeah, why? What’s going on?” I asked, pausing to take a sip of water from the bottle on my desk. I held it out to Connor, who looked like she could use a drink too. I handed it to her and she took it, sending me an inquisitive look. I mouthed Cal’s name to her, and she nodded.
“The old man and I just got into it. If the offer still stands, could I crash on your mom’s couch?” Cal asked.
I looked at Connor, feeling a little helpless.
“Sure. Yeah, that’d be fine,” I finally said, hoping it was. “How far away are you?”
“About to pull into the driveway,” Cal yawned.
“All right, I’ll meet you at the front door. Kinda have a lady visitor tonight, and Mama Deen’s been out cold for hours now.”
“Do you? That’s fine, I just need to sleep,” Calum said, fighting off another yawn. He ended the call and I started pulling on my jeans.
“He’s coming here?” Connor asked, looking mildly panicked.
“Yes, but he’ll sleep in the living room on the couch. He won’t even know you’re here.”
“But he’ll string it all together when we tell him the truth,” Connor pointed out, pulling the blankets up to make sure she was covered.
“And I don’t think he’ll care,” I shrugged, hoping like hell that was the case. I had noticed a difference in Calum, same as everyone else. A calmness that wasn’t there before, like he finally knew where he was supposed to be and what he was supposed to be doing. “I’ll be right back,” I told her.
I grabbed a pair of noise-canceling headphones and a spare pillow and blanket, tossing them onto the couch before I went to unlock the door for Cal. I pushed a hand through my long hair, shoving it out of my face.
“You and the old man fought?” I asked quietly, leading the way down the hall to the living room.
“Yeah, a little bit. I’d rather not talk about it though, I’m fucking bagged, and I’ve got a lot to do tomorrow.” Calum yawned again. He looked as if he wasn’t sleeping well, and how could he? His entire world had flipped on its axis since he’d arrived back in Lunenburg.
