“Change your grand larceny plans?” Connor asked, chuckling when he spotted Rory in the hallway, heading towards his room.
“No,” Rory murmured with a shrug as she stepped up to him and placed her injured hand on his shoulder as her good hand moved to the back of his head.
Before he could ask what she was doing, her mouth was on his and he forgot about bath salts and coming up with an excuse so that he could sneak out in a couple of hours and go meet her father and brothers. He had a plan that he needed to work on after all, but right now, he didn’t fucking care. Right now, the only thing that mattered was the woman teasingly nipping at his bottom lip.
“What’s going on?” Connor whispered hoarsely, groaning when she licked his lip better.
“Getting into character,” Rory said, brushing her lips against his as she pressed tightly against him, making everything in him go still as the plastic bottle dropped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a thud.
There was no way that he’d just heard what he thought he did. He knew Rory pretty well and knew that she would never use sex to get what she wanted. She wouldn’t bother wasting the energy on all that bullshit. She would just kick his ass to get what she-
“I want sex, Connor, and as long as you make it worth my while, we’re going to add it to our deal,” Rory said as she somehow managed to back him up until his back hit the wall before adding with a teasing note, “to get into character, of course.”
He opened his mouth to make sure that he’d heard her right when she took advantage and slid her tongue in his mouth, taking him off guard and leaving him with no other choice but to give in to the stubborn woman. She wanted him. Rory James, the woman that he’d been fantasizing about since he’d first noticed girls, wanted him and he wasn’t going to do something stupid like question it or bitch about her methods.
It took a minute for her words to sink in and when they did, he turned the tables on her and pressed her up against the wall. As he slid his tongue against hers, enjoying the way she couldn’t seem to get close enough to him, he placed his hands against the wall on either side of her head. After allowing himself another minute of enjoying her decadent mouth, he broke off the kiss, but he didn’t go far.
When Rory fisted his hair and yanked him back down for another hungry kiss, he indulged her for another moment before he pulled back. When she let out a rather vicious growl, Connor chuckled and leaned in but only allowed his lips to brush against hers. Before she could deepen the kiss, he pulled back.
“Make it worth your while?” he repeated.
“Mmmhmm,” Rory said, moving her good hand down his neck, over his shoulder and down his chest, her touch light and teasing as she traced his tattoo.
“So, this is my audition?” Connor asked, loving the way she touched him.
“Yes.”
“What exactly am I auditioning for?” Connor asked, already having a pretty good idea, but he wanted to hear it from her.
“Well, if you pass-”
“I will,” he said tightly, insulted that she expected him to suck in bed.
“-then, for the next five months,” she continued as if he hadn’t spoken all while she ran her hand down his chest, “we’re going to give in and enjoy this disturbing attraction that’s going on between us.”
“Who says that I’m attracted to you?” Connor asked softly as he looked into her beautiful green eyes.
She smiled coyly as her hand slid down between them and over the erection straining against his boxers to get to her. When she gave his cock a light, teasing squeeze, the air in his lungs rushed out as his legs threatened to buckle. “This does,” the tease said as she slowly stroked him through his boxers.
He’d heard several men bitch about Rory’s performance in bed. Granted, he’d beat the shit out of those men, but not before he got an earful. Seems the men that Rory dated didn’t appreciate an aggressive woman in bed. They wanted a woman that allowed the man to take the lead, call the shots and decide their pleasure.
They were all fucking idiots.
There was nothing hotter than a woman who knew what she wanted and went for it. Nothing turned him off more than a woman that let him call the shots and just laid there while he took her. It was boring and only made him lose interest faster. With Rory, he knew that he’d never get bored and taking the next step with her was dangerous, but he’d worry about that later. Right now, he had the woman of his dreams, giving him a chance to fulfill every fantasy that he’d ever had about her.
“What are the rules?” Connor asked, already knowing that Rory had something in mind.
“This doesn’t interfere with the project or our lives,” she said, licking her lips as she worked her hand between his legs and gently massaged his balls, making him moan.
“Fine. What else?” Connor asked, trying not to groan as she continued to drive him out of his fucking mind. His hands clenched into fists against the wall as he struggled not to grab her and turn her around so that he could rip off her panties and bury himself deep inside of her.
“It’s just to get into character. It means nothing,” Rory said, leaning up to brush her lips against his, and for some reason, that pissed him off, but not enough to turn down what she was offering.
He didn’t like the idea of her trying to play this off as something that she was going to do just for her project. She wanted him and they both knew it. No matter what she said, she wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. For right now, he’d accept what she had to offer, but sooner or later, he knew that she’d stop kidding herself. He didn’t expect a future with her, but that didn’t mean that he was willing to accept anything less than the truth.
“Anything else?” Connor asked as she went back to caressing his cock through his underwear.
“That’s it for now,” Rory said, sounding a little breathless.
