The urge to wiggle was impossible to resist, especially when he slid his hands down to catch the hem of her tee, pushing it up as those warm fingers traveled up her thighs. When he reached her hips, those strong hands squeezed a little bit more firmly as he guided her movements against him. She let out an audible sigh of pleasure.
Breaking the kiss, she slowly pushed herself upright, her hands planted firmly on Connor’s chest as she ground down on him in a circular motion that did absolutely magical things for her—pun intended. It felt so good, she wasn’t sure she ever wanted to stop.
Connor gazed up at her, his eyes glowing so brightly now that Kat swore she could feel the heat of his smoldering gaze warming her entire body. He was looking at her as if he might eat her up like a piece of apple pie. And damn if she wasn’t looking forward to that.
She didn’t even realize she was digging her fingernails into Connor’s bulging pecs, first one hand and then the next in an extremely familiar kneading motion, until he groaned. While the catlike behavior was comforting to her, it was apparently arousing for him, if the hardness pressing against her was any indication.
They gazed at each other for a long time as she casually rode his hips, getting lost in each other. She suspected she could orgasm if she moved a little faster, but she didn’t allow herself to speed up. She wanted to enjoy the moment as long as possible, teetering on the edge of climax and letting the pleasure build.
She lifted her arms to help when Connor pushed her T-shirt up and over her head. The moment he flung her shirt across the room, she placed her palms on his muscular chest again, gradually moving her hands a little lower so she was rhythmically kneading his rippling abs this time. The move made him pulse against her even harder.
Connor cupped her breasts in his hands, gently massaging as he captured her nipples between thumb and forefinger and squeezed them with the perfect amount of pressure, which sent little lightning bolts of pleasure zipping back and forth through her body.
Kat would have been content to ride him like that for hours, but Connor must have had other plans, because he suddenly flipped her onto her back. The move was so smooth and graceful, she barely realized what happened until she looked up to see his huge body above her. She’d always known he was strong—it was part and parcel of being a werewolf—but she hadn’t known until that moment just how fit he was. She also hadn’t known until that moment that she liked powerful guys. It definitely did something for her, that was for sure.
Who knew?
After making quick work of his shorts, he looked every inch the predator as he gazed down at her. She quivered at the sight of him bending his head to press his mouth to her inner thigh, the hunger in his gold eyes impossible to miss. She knew exactly what he was planning to do, and the anticipation was killing her.
When she felt his fangs graze the tender skin on her leg, she caught her breath. She’d obviously seen them many times over the past few months but had never imagined them coming out in this kind of situation. Shockingly, she wasn’t bothered at the thought of those razor-sharp canines so close to her skin. Actually, she was kind of turned on at the idea that he might nip her a little.
Obviously spending a good portion of the past four years in a cat’s body had rendered her much kinkier than she’d ever imagined.
That was her story, anyway.
And she was sticking to it.
When Connor slid his big hands under her butt and buried his face between her legs, Kat arched her back and let out a long, low moan. His tongue traced a warm path along her folds over and over again until she was dizzy from it. She swore it was like he could read her mind because he seemed to know exactly where she needed to be touched. Never too much pressure, never too light.
With all the riding she’d done on his lap earlier, Kat was already close to orgasm. She weaved her fingers into his hair, trying to urge him upward, knowing that a little bit more attention to her clit would push her over the edge. But he refused to obey her directions, continuing to lazily swipe his tongue along her folds, staying away from that one place that would allow her to come.
“Stop teasing me,” she pleaded, tugging on his hair.
Connor chuckled and slowly slipped a finger inside her, sliding in deep and then curling until he found that perfect spot.
“Yes!” she gasped, arching her back even more and clamping her thighs tightly around his shoulders as he slid a second finger in. “Right there. Don’t stop. Please don’t ever stop.”
When his warm mouth finally found her clit, that was the moment she exploded, screaming so loud, she worried the neighbors might hear. Not that it stopped her.
The orgasm she experienced right then was probably the longest and most powerful of her life. Connor was the best ever, and that was that.
When she could finally see straight again, Kat lifted her head to look down between her legs, finding Connor lying there, his chin resting comfortably in the palm of one hand, molten eyes still smoldering. After pushing himself upright, he moved off the bed and pulled open his nightstand. She knew that was where he kept his condoms because she’d caught a peek a while ago, when he’d dug in the drawer for his phone charger. She also knew for a fact that he hadn’t used any since she’d moved in with him.
They’d better not be expired.
Connor seemed satisfied with what he found, making quick work of the foil package and then getting back into the bed, his cock hard and ready. Kat pushed up on her elbows, watching as he worked his way up her body. She was more than ready for the main event, but she couldn’t find it in her to complain when he took his time to nibble his way up her stomach to her breasts.
If the feel of those fangs on her inner thigh had been amazing, it was nothing compared to how they felt on her nipples. It was practically mind-numbing—in the best possible way, of course—and for a moment, Kat almost forgot about what they’d been about to do. At least until she felt the head of his thick shaft nudging her wetness. That reminded her quickly enough.
“You aren’t going to tease me again, are you?” she asked as his arms came down on either side of her body, bracketing her in walls of muscle on every side. “I don’t think I can handle that after waiting this long.”
His eyes glowed vivid gold as the corners of his sensuous lips tipped up in a smile. “And just how long have you been waiting?”
“Too long,” Kat murmured, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him closer.
The feel of him inside her took her breath away. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. It reallywaslike he’d been made for her.
He moved slowly at first, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in deep. But even if he wasn’t moving fast, each thrust made her entire body go into little spasms of pleasure.
