Always With You (The Connor Family 6)

“What? You do that sometimes. What I don’t get is how you did it. And they refused to tell me anything. Refused.” She held her hands up, as if she couldn’t wrap her mind around the idea of her brothers refusing her something.

“Come here, pretty girl. If I remember correctly, we have some unfinished business.”

Hailey smiled coyly. “Oh, really? What was that exactly? I’m afraid I don’t remember.”

I lifted her in my arms the next second. She shrieked, then laughed as I planted a kiss on her neck, then her shoulder.

Fuck, I was so close to just pushing her against the wall, hiking the skirt up her waist, and burying myself inside her. I needed her too much. And I needed her now. It didn’t help that Hailey was already reaching for my belt, letting out a low sound of frustration when she realized there wasn’t enough space between us to undo it. She set to work on my shirt instead. We made it into the bedroom, but only barely.

“I’ve missed kissing you.” I congratulated myself on managing to take off her dress without damaging it. I spoke against her skin while laying her on her back. I unclasped her bra, burying my face between her gorgeous breasts before lavishing each with kisses, teasing the nipple while lowering a hand between her legs, inside her panties.

“Touching you. These past few days were so hard. Being close to you but not being able to touch you.”

She dug her heels in the mattress when I circled her clit in a light movement, whimpered when I slid two fingers inside her.

“Reid. Get naked. Please.”

“You get me naked, beautiful.”

Hailey didn’t hesitate. She went straight for the buttons she hadn’t yet undone, pulling with such force that she ripped the fabric.

She grinned. “I guess I owe you a shirt.”

Laughing, I took off the rest of my clothes and her panties before kissing her again, twirling our tongues, needing the connection. Needing to touch her.

I stroked her tongue fast and deep, sitting on the bed, pulling her over me. I wanted her on top so I could watch her chase her own pleasure. She teased me, rubbing herself against me without

taking me in. I dropped my head back, breathing in through my nose, trying to hang on to my control. I lost the battle when she gasped, sliding in just my tip. Gripping her hips, I slid her all the way down until I was so deep inside her that my vision blurred.

“F-f-uck, Hailey.”

She gasped, clenching tight around me. I kissed her again, moving her hips to my rhythm. I didn’t want to stop kissing her, touching her.

The rational part of me knew she wasn’t going anywhere, but the weeks without her had left their mark. I was overwhelmed by the all-consuming feeling of having Hailey again, of having her bare skin against mine, her lips on my mouth.

I focused on her pleasure until she clenched tight. Oh, I was chasing my own climax too, but I waited, holding back, pacing myself, watching her beautiful face when she came, knowing that it was all for me.

It would be all for me for all times.

I cradled her in my arms for a long time after we were both spent, still unwilling to break our connection.

After we cleaned ourselves up, I lured her back into bed, holding her close, only letting her go enough to order room service.

“Nooo... you’re spoiling me again,” she said when she took stock of all the food I’d asked for. “I missed all these treats in Houston. I missed this penthouse too.” She looked around the living room, stroking the bar counter.

“And me?”

“Maybe.”

I bit her shoulder lightly. She pouted.

“I don’t want to go back.”

“It’s just for a few months. And just putting it out there, I am renting the largest suite at the Westin. They have excellent room service. I’d love to share it with you.”

“Wait... what do you mean? Why would you keep that?”

“Because I plan to split my time between Houston and LA for as long as you’re there.”