After we’re finished eating, Connor rinses our dishes. Once he’s done, I move to the couch as he goes to check on Olivia.
“Still asleep?” I ask, keeping my voice low.
“Oh yeah. She’s out cold.” He smiles and sits next to me.
A moment passes before I blurt out the thoughts repeating in my mind. “So, you wanna tell me more about this future you’ve been thinking about?”
A chuckle escapes him, and it sounds so goddamn sexy. “It’s funny, you know, because I told myself I’d never get into another relationship. Then you came along and tested me, especially my willpower. My heart knew. There is no future if you’re not in it. At least I can’t imagine it,” he admits.
“I’ve waited three years to hear that and now that you said it, my heart is about to burst.” I blush, licking my lips. “A future with you and Olivia sounds perfect.”
Connor leans in, slowly pressing his lips to mine. They dance in perfect rhythm. Our tongues tangle together, and before things get too heated, Connor stands. With his hand held out, I take it, and he leads me to his bedroom.
Our connection has always run so deep that it almost comes as instinct being with him. The yin to my yang, the sun to my moon, and the other piece of me that I’ve always felt was missing. We understand each other not only on a physical level but on an emotional one too. At least now that we’ve crossed boundaries and charted new territory.
Gently, Connor slides his hand under my sweater and undresses me until I’m naked. Soon, I’m standing in front of him naked with his eyes studying me. It makes me feel like a goddamn goddess as he admires every inch of me. I take a step forward, needing his hands on me as I rip open his jeans. His cock springs free when I slide down his boxers.
“He missed me,” I taunt, bending down and placing a kiss on the tip of his dick. His eyes flutter closed, and I take the opportunity to pull him into my mouth. Slowly, I slide down to the bottom of his shaft, then back to the top before dropping to my knees.
“Elle,” he growls, his head falling back on his shoulders as I dig my fingers into his ass and push him deeper into my throat. I want to choke on his cock and feel him in the back of my throat. His fingers thread through my hair, and he pulls. My pussy clenches, thinking about him spanking my ass and telling me I’m a bad girl.
When I slow down to a snail's pace, his body tenses, and I lead him to the bed. “You’ll come when I let you,” I order.
“Fuck,” he hisses, falling back on the mattress.
“You were too tense earlier,” I say, kissing up his thighs, then licking and sucking on his balls.
“I was.” He fists the comforter, and I love that I drive him wild.
“And you were angry,” I add, then sit up and slide my pussy against his cock, teasing the tip with my wetness.
Connor puts his arms behind his head and smiles up at me. “You’re very observant.”
Positioning my hips on top of him, I slide down on his length until he’s filled me. I lean down and whisper across his lips. “Take it out on my pussy, baby. Tomorrow, I want to feel exactly where you’ve been.”
Digging his thumbs into my hips, he pounds into me. We fuck hard and fast, trying to keep it down so we don’t wake up Olivia. The only sounds are the blankets rustling along with our pants and whispered moans.
“I need to taste your sweet cunt,” he begs.
I lift off him and reposition myself until I’m sitting on his face. “Like this?”
Connor grabs my ass, rocking me back and forth as he devours my pussy. I lean forward and suck him while he licks, sucks, and flicks my clit.
The orgasm builds, and when I tense, Connor continues to tease me with his tongue. He chuckles, and I’m two seconds from smothering him as I continue to stroke and suck him. My muscles tremble, and I can’t take it much longer. Connor smacks my ass, then adds just enough pressure to my clit for me to explode. The orgasm nearly blinds me as my body convulses. Seconds later, he’s exploding into my mouth, and I swallow him down.
My muscles nearly give out on me, and I roll off him, then reposition my body and collapse beside him. “Why does it always feel so good with you?”
Connor pulls me into his arms. “Because what we have runs deep, Elle. Not like anything I’ve ever experienced before.”
“You’re right. I haven’t either,” I admit, snuggling into him.
Time seems to tick on, and my eyes grow heavy, though I know I should get going. Connor holds me in his arms, and everything in the world feels right.