I kissed along his jaw and nipped at where it met his neck, and he jerked his hips again, his cock rubbing against mine. His arms locked around my shoulders, and we lay there kissing gently for a while. He tasted exquisite. A taste of bliss. Sweet like strawberries. I didn’t want to move from here.
“Please, make love to me,” he begged against my mouth. “Please, Sloan. I missed you so fucking much. I need you. Remind me how your dick feels inside me.”
A harsh breath escaped me. I gave him a final kiss before I shifted to grab the lube from our nightstand. When I had the bottle, I pumped some slick onto my fingers and threw the rest onto the mattress beside Conall. Like a good pet, he spread his legs and brought them to his chest, hunger blazing in his stormy blue eyes.
“Aren’t you eager?” I teased, dipping down to place a kiss on the curve of the bottom of his arse where it met his thigh. “What happens if I take my time, Pet? I’m...savoring. Want to enjoy every. Long. Second.” I shoved his legs back farther, even though he already had them against his chest, and spread his cheeks so I could run my tongue over his hole. “I think I might spend a few hours eating you out.”
A tremble shook his entire body and a whine crawled up his throat. “Boss. Nooo.”
I chuckled and laid a kiss on his hole, and it flexed under my mouth. “All right, Pet.” I danced my slick fingertips over his entrance, teasing, before I slipped one past his tight ring. His muscles squeezed my digit, sucking me inside his warmth. An ache throbbed in my cock at the sensation of his tightness.
Conall huffed and wriggled his toes. “Please, hurry up, Boss. I’m not a virgin. You made sure of that. And I’ve been using the dildo since you’ve been gone. Just fucking get inside me.”
An irritating sense of unease slithered through me, settling in the depths of my chest, along with all the other uncomfortableemotions I wasn’t used to experiencing. I had no names for them and no understanding, either. I hated that they didn’t go away with Conall’s presence. Instead, they used the opportunity to rear their ugly heads and whisper nasty thoughts into my mind.
He was demanding, damn nearorderingme around, and every instinct commanded me to take control. I was in charge, not Conall. I’d never cared if he acted like this before, so what was so different now?
I gnashed my teeth.
“Sloan?” Conall blinked up at me, head tilted in confusion. “You all right?”
I forced the reckless thoughts out of my head and sent him a smirk. “Always, Pet. I’m home with you.”
He rolled his eyes and grinned. “Fucking charmer.”
I smacked my open palm against his thigh, eliciting a sharp hiss from him. “Language.”
He huffed loudly. “You’d think after eight years, you’d be used to it.”
“Just because I’musedto it doesn’t mean I accept it,” I deadpanned. He swore in situations he didn’t need to in order to get a reaction from me. He was a brat, and we both knew it.
I bent down to nip his inner thigh, and he screeched in surprise. It was a sound I didn’t think I’d heard from him yet. It was new and I liked it. A lot. I nuzzled the spot I’d bitten and licked the outline of my teeth.
He shivered and whined. “Sloan, come on. I need you in me.”
I grunted out a laugh and sat back on my knees. I added a second finger, then a third, stretching him until I was sure I wasn’t going to hurt him. After I decided he was ready, I grabbed the lube and slicked up my cock.
“Come here,” Conall demanded, wrapping his legs around my waist and digging his heels into my arse, dragging me backdown on top of him. He eyed my stitched injury with trepidation but didn’t say anything about it. I’d tell him if it was too much.
At least, that’s what I told myself. Would I, though? The hunger for him, for control, burned like a ghost fire within me, ready to crop up whenever it wanted to mess with my mind. He was my reason for life right now, yet my brain still fought against the idea that he could try to dominate me. Use his power over me.
Why?
No answers came to me.
Warm hands on my cheeks drew me back into the moment—into seeing Conall’s soft gaze as he cradled my face.
“Sloan.” It was only my name, but that’s all it needed to be. His expression softened and he tilted his chin. Asking. Waiting.Submissive.
I slammed my mouth against his, and he moaned, tightening his legs around my hips. His heels dug deeper into my arsecheeks. His tongue rolled against mine as I lined my cock up to his hole, and when I pushed inside, everything went quiet. The only thing that mattered was here and now with Conall in my arms. He was my universe.
His body opened up, sucking me inside until I was balls deep and surrounded by him in every way. His arms wrapped around my shoulders, careful of my injured side.
We kissed like it was the end. If I’d been stuck behind those bars, then it would’ve killed me. I wouldn’t have been able to deal with another month without Conall by my side. Since he’d come into my world, he’d become my obsession, my love, my everything.
He whined into my mouth, and I nipped at his bottom lip.
“Say it,” he whispered, brushing his nose against mine. “Please, Boss. Say it.”
