Part 26 (2/2)
He sucked one into his mouth, laving it, stretching it. He saw her bra fall to the floor.
Lara put her hand on his shoulders, and he felt her legs jerk.
”So good,” she murmured.
As he continued to bathe the nipple with attention, he rolled her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, elongating the hardened nub.
Then he changed it up, sucking on the other and toying with the dampened one.
”I've never known anything like this,” she confessed. ”Never had any idea.”
Honestly, he hadn't either. The longer they interacted, the more he wanted. Even though that violated his rules, he refused to change anything about it.
Pulsing desire driving him, Connor left her long enough to pick up the cuffs. Without protest, she offered her wrists to him.
”Behind you.”
”Oh?” Her eyes widened, and he saw neediness in the deep brown depths.
She turned, and he fastened her into the cuffs. In addition to the intoxicating scent of her arousal, he caught a gentle whiff of magnolia. He succ.u.mbed to the urge to gently sink his teeth into her neck, increasing the pressure until she moaned.
”Onto the mattress.” With his hands on her shoulders, he guided her toward the bed.
When the backs of her knees. .h.i.t the mattress, he helped her to sit. Then he gently pushed her over. ”I love having you helpless.”
He grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it down his c.o.c.k before joining her on the bed.
Her eyes captivated him as she intently studied him.
It took all his resolve not to skip the foreplay. ”Spread your legs. How does your p.u.s.s.y feel?”
”Other than a bit tender from those spanks you just gave me, it's fine.”
”Lift up your legs and keep them up.” He moved between her thighs. ”Higher,” he instructed.
”I'm going to have to step up my abdominal work,” she said wryly. ”Being with you requires being in shape.”
”Are you complaining, little Lara?”
”Ah.” She obviously thought better of it. ”Not if this is the reward. This is more like incentive, Sir.”
”Well said, sub.” With his mouth, he claimed her c.u.n.t, licking, nipping, using his tongue to f.u.c.k her p.u.s.s.y.
She cried out, turning her head to one side. ”I want to touch you.”
When she allowed her legs to rest on his shoulders, he pinched one of her thighs.
”d.a.m.n,” she protested.
”Stay in position,” he warned, putting his hands beneath her b.u.t.tocks. He lifted and squeezed, trying to reignite the pain from the spanking and tipping her pelvis to give him a better angle.
”This... I want to touch you.”
”I want your o.r.g.a.s.m,” he countered.
He pulled one hand from beneath her and inserted three fingers into her heat. He spread them apart, forcing her wider, making her accept more.
She whimpered, but he felt her p.u.s.s.y clench.
He was relentless, torturing her, driving into her.
”I need to come.”
”Do it.”
”I...can't.”
He understood. The sensations were overwhelming. ”Keep your legs up.” He held his hand steady with only two fingers inside her. He glided them in and out and tongued her gently.
He squeezed the a.s.s cheek that he held.
”This. Yes. This.”
When she tried to push her p.u.s.s.y toward him, he gave her more, sucking on her c.l.i.t.
She screamed, and he felt her moistness dampen his fingers.
”Now you're ready,” he said, lifting her legs higher.
Connor surged forward, pressing his shoulders against the backs of her knees, holding her body wide for him.
”f.u.c.k me, Connor. Sir.”
He claimed her deep and fast. ”Mine,” he said, looking down at her.
”I...” She met his gaze.
He'd planned to be slow, but once he was inside her hot p.u.s.s.y, need decimated intention. ”So d.a.m.n hot, Lara.” Tight. s.e.xy.
Connor fisted her hair and pulled back her head, claiming her mouth. She met his pa.s.sion with her own, kissing him fully.
Then he felt her c.u.n.t clench around his c.o.c.k.
She used his shoulders as leverage, trying to take him deeper. He'd had s.e.x plenty of times in his life, but never with a woman this into it.
He ended the kiss as she came.
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