“I forgive you, Rory,” Connor said, making damn sure to sound put out as he leaned back down to get that kiss that she owed him.
This time she was too stunned to move, so he got his kiss. Granted, he would have preferred her lips a little softer and perhaps a little more responsive, but he’d take what he could get right now.
Wow, had he fucked up big time…
Not that he was going to admit it, because he wasn’t. Her father had been right. If he admitted that he’d fucked up, then Rory would just focus on that and the fact that she had every right to be pissed at him and dump his ass for being a fucking moron. Since that wouldn’t work for him, Connor decided that fucking with her head until she apologized to him was definitely the way to go.
“Forgive me?” she repeated in a tone that really didn’t bode well for his plan, so he kissed her again.
“Yes, I forgive you, Rory,” Connor said against her lips, but the stubborn woman refused to respond.
“For having a needle shoved into my hip to save your friend’s life?” she asked, obviously clarifying what she needed his forgiveness for.
“Yes,” Connor said, deciding that perhaps she needed to be distracted so he kissed his way down to her throat.
She choked out a laugh as he kissed her neck. “You can’t be serious!”
Oh, but he was. Damn serious. He raised his head to glare down at the woman who really did deserve a spanking. “You lied to me. No one knew where you were. Do you have any idea how scared I was that something happened to you?”
He expected her to shout at him, but instead, her features softened as she looked up at him. “I’m sorry that I lied to you, Connor.”
“Why did you do it, Rory?” he asked, his tone softening as he finally allowed himself to think about what she’d done for him.
She’d saved his best friend’s life. She’d also done it all alone. From what the doctors said, the procedure could be difficult and very painful. Unfortunately for people like Andrew, not a lot of people volunteered to donate because of that. He couldn’t stand the thought of her being in pain. He hated that he hadn’t been there for her.
“I didn’t want you to hate me if it didn’t work, Connor,” Rory admitted quietly.
Connor sighed as he moved off her and laid down on the bed next to her. He placed his hand on her bare stomach as he said, “That is the dumbest fucking thing that you have ever said.”
Her eyes narrowed to slits as she gave her restraints another tug. “As soon as I get out of this, your nipples are mine!”
“Not really giving me much of a reason to let you go, now, are you?” Connor mused as he absently ran his hand over her stomach.
“I hate you,” she muttered, but he knew that she was lying. She wouldn’t have gone through such great lengths to protect him if she hated him. She loved him and he wasn’t letting her go until she admitted it.
“No, you don’t,” Connor said with a shrug.
“Yeah, I really do. So, since you’ve decided to call off the engagement, then we’re over so let me go, Connor,” Rory bit out, once again looking pissed, which wasn’t really working for him.
“I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about,” Connor said as his focus shifted to her very naked body. Now that his anger was gone, he took it all in and what he saw had his dick hardening to steel, his breaths coming faster and his body breaking out in a sweat.
Before Rory, sex had just been a way to get off and get his mind off things for a while. Since they’d started having sex, his interest in all things sexual had grown. They’d experimented a lot but he’d never tied her up, never did anything like this, and right now, he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to take Rory this way. Not that she’d ever go for it. Rory liked to be an active participant and would hate giving up any type of control.
“You took my ring back! You tied me up and acted bitchy!” Rory snapped, clearly hellbent on rehashing something that really should be done and over with by now. He’d forgiven her, hadn’t he?
“The ring’s yours and we’re getting married in less than a month so stop trying to get out of it,” Connor murmured as he skimmed his fingertips over her stomach and between her breasts, mesmerized by the movement and the way goosebumps suddenly covered her skin.
“Okay, good. That’s settled then,” Rory said, her breaths coming faster. “Then, you can just go ahead and let me go, and we’ll, um, we’ll forget this whole thing.”
“Then, you apologize?” Connor asked as he ran his fingertips between her large breasts, watching as her nipples hardened.
“Yes!” she damn near shouted.
“I see,” Connor murmured, sitting up so that he could lean over her and press a kiss against her stomach.
“W-What are you doing?” Rory asked, her body trembling as he continued to press kisses down her stomach until he came to her navel.
“Touching you,” Connor said before he pressed a kiss against her navel, flicking his tongue out and teasing the spot that usually earned a cute little giggle from Rory, but this time she let out a low needy moan that had him cursing and flicking that spot with his tongue again before he forced himself to move on.
