Perfect Rage (Unyielding 3)

I glanced at the gun then tilted my head and peered back at him. His face was stoic and unflinching then he nodded.

He gripped his cock in his fist before sliding it down my wet sex.

“Connor,” I breathed. My body tingled and ached for him so bad.

“Say my name again,” he said.

“Connor,” I replied then reached for him.

He drew back. “Don’t touch me.”

I paused, not liking that but nodded. “Okay.”

He pressed the head of his cock at my entrance then with a slow glide, he tilted his hips and pushed inside of me.

I gasped, eyes closed, head back, body arched.

“You clenched around my cock and barely breathing… so fuckin’ good.” His words growled into my ear.

I pushed my hips up.

“Stay still,” he ordered. He kissed along my jaw, down my neck then across my collarbone to my shoulder where he nibbled then licked.

“Connor, please.” I wanted him to move. Needed to feel his cock slide in and out of me. Hard. Soft. Whatever he wanted as long as he moved.

“Wait. Need you to wait, baby. I can’t… .” He stopped and inhaled a ragged breath. “I can’t forget this.”

“You won’t.” But I’d give him whatever he wanted. We’d do this anyway he wanted.

He was on his knees, weight lifted, but still deep inside me. He trailed one finger down between my breasts, over my abdomen then between us as he coated the pad of his finger with my wetness. Then he pressed on my clit.

I sucked in air. A volley of heat shooting through me.

“Love you like this.” He started slow and controlled, circling the spot that nurtured deep inner waves of desire. “Under my control. Powerless to deny me.”

My hands fisted in the pillow on either side of me. “Oh, God. Yes.”

His finger played, tantalized, explored then when I was close, he stopped. I was panting and ready to scream with frustration. He must have sensed it because he leaned over me, mouth next to my ear.

“You’ll wait for me.”

I frantically nodded. “Okay.” I’d said okay numerous times now. But there were no other words. He stole them with his touch. He smothered them with his kisses. All I had left was ‘okay’ because I’d do anything he asked right now.

Then his finger circled my throbbing sex again and I quivered beneath his touch, legs shaking, body aching.

“Please, Connor. I need you to move.”

His body left me and that meant so did his cock and I felt empty. God, so empty.

His hand wrapped around his thick length.

Our eyes locked and the corner of his lips curved upward.

I couldn’t take my gaze off him, as he placed the finger coated with my wetness into his mouth and sucked. “Missed tasting you.”

I wanted Connor to sink inside me without control. I wanted his hands on me. I wanted his mouth. I wanted everything.

He guided his cock’s tip into me again.

“Fuck, so tight.” With one hand on my hip, he gripped me before he shoved his hips forward and his cock sank deep again.

I moaned, closing my eyes.

He moved slowly at first then he plunged harder. Faster. Our naked bodies smacking together. “Fuckin’ beautiful.”

The bedframe creaked with his thrusts.

“Oh, God,” I panted.

“Jesus,” he murmured.

Our eyes locked and I disappeared into him. Into his eyes. Into his body.

His muscles bulged as he moved, hand gliding up my body to my breast.

I arched, belly dropping when his fingers tweaked my nipple. He groaned as he bowed his head, mouth taking hold of the sensitive flesh and suckling. His teeth scraped, his heated wet tongue swirled and I closed my eyes, tilting my head back.

His mouth left my breast and he sprinkled kisses up my collarbone to my neck then my chin until finally he reached my mouth. “I need to kiss you when I make you come.”

“Okay,” I whispered in a ragged voice.

“Okay,” he repeated and then he smiled. It was brief and subtle and it lasted only a second before it was gone. He raised his hips then thrust hard into me again at the same time as his mouth crushed mine in a wild frenzy.

I took a chance he’d be okay with me touching him and slid my hand down his arm until my fingers found his then I linked them together on the pillow above my head.

Connor kissed me while he fucked me.

While he took every part of me.

My body stiffened and legs quivered as I teetered on the edge. “Connor… God…!” I clamped my thighs around him as I came—hard.

My body shuddered in huge waves over and over again.

“Fuck!” he growled then followed with his own orgasm, his last two thrusts harsh before his body stiffened and a low groan erupted.

Then everything stopped.

No movement except our chests heaving in and out, his cock still inside me.

Slowly, he lifted.

My eyes hit his and disappointment blanketed me when I was met with a fierce scowl. His brows dropped over his narrowed magnificent blue eyes.