She got up and walked to me, then placed her hands on my chest. “And what if I don’t want you to stop?”
“Rae.”
“I’m willing to take the risk if you are.”
Her words were still lingering in the air when my mouth crashed down on hers. The second our lips touched, my restraint instantly faltered. I was worried it was too fast, but when she inched closer, and I felt her body against mine, I was done. A soft whimper vibrated through her chest as her tongue twisted with mine, and I was hooked.
RAELYN
He fisted the back of my sweater, took a step back, and pinned me against the wall, then released my mouth just long enough to warn, “You need to be sure about this, Rae, because once we cross that line—”
“I’m sure, Conor.”
“You say that, but it wasn’t that long ago when you ran out on me and—”
“That’s not going to happen again. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”
I wanted to believe I could overcome my fears and stand true to my promise, but even as I stood there wanting Lynch like I did, I felt a twinge of uncertainty.
I didn’t want anything to ruin this moment between us, so I lifted up on my tiptoes and pressed my mouth against his, silencing our doubts. I was afraid he’d push me away, but instead, he kissed me back. Lynch’s lips were soft and warm, but his entire body felt rigid and tense, a clear sign of his doubts.
I understood what Lynch was trying to say. He was worried about things moving too fast, but this felt right.
All I wanted was for us to forget our issues and get lost in the moment. My wish was granted as soon as I brushed my tongue against Lynch’s bottom lip, breaking the last of his resistance. His hand dove into my hair, fingers clutching the nape of my neck as he pulled me closer. A low groan shook through his chest as he delved deeper into my mouth, and I could barely keep my balance as a wave of desire crashed over me.
I was completely consumed by need and thought Lynch felt the same, but the second I inched closer, he stepped back and pulled himself free from our connection.
With his jaw clenched, he looked down at me and growled, “Do you have any idea what I want to do to you right now?”
Feeling brazen, I looked him straight in the eye and replied, “Show me.”
Before I even had a chance to blink, Lynch had me pinned against the wall.
My God.
He looked unbelievably sexy, towering over me, and every single nerve in my body came alive as he slowly lowered his mouth to mine once again. The man who’d invaded my dreams for weeks kissed me long and hard, making me lose all self-control as I relished the sensation of having him so close.
I watched in awe as he removed his shirt, then tossed it to the floor. He dropped his hands to my waist while my fingers trailed along the curves of his perfectly defined chest. The wild look in his eyes shot straight to my core. “Conor.”
His voice was low and gruff as he whispered, “Tell me what you want, Rae.”
I’d never had a problem speaking my mind, but at that moment, my thoughts were in a frenzy, and it was hard to form any words. I took a moment to collect myself and eventually replied, “You ... I want you.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, he kissed me, and any lurking doubts in the back of my mind disappeared. His hands became rough and impatient as they skated over my breasts and cupped them in his palms. He caressed each through the fabric of my shirt, making me feel so wanted, so utterly desirable, that I couldn’t get enough.
The warmth of his breath brushed over my skin as he said in a hushed tone, “So fucking incredible.”
My heart raced as his hand inched its way down my stomach and slipped under the waistband of my leggings. When his fingers drifted lower, in between my legs, my entire body shivered with anticipation as his fingertips grazed the lining of my lace panties.
I loved the feeling of Conor’s hands on my body. Every single touch added fuel to the fire and made me yearn for more. I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes as he eased the fabric of my panties to the side. I had no doubt he’d find I was already wet as his fingers skillfully slid inside me.
My breath caught when he began teasing my clit with the pad of his thumb, using just the right amount of pressure that made my knees weak. It felt incredible, better than I’d ever dreamed possible, and within a couple of minutes, my orgasm started to take hold. As soon as his fingers curled deep inside and hit my G-spot, I was done.