Wild With You (The Connor Family 2)

“Do you want to come, Lori?”

“Oh, God, Graham. Yes.”

He was moving his fingers fast, and even through the denim, every time he touched my clit, tremors spread through me. Then he took the hand away.

“Why did you stop?”

He brought his lips up to mine. “Because I want to touch your skin. I want my fingers inside you when you come.”

When I felt him undo the fly of my jeans and lowering the zipper, all my nerve endings felt on fire.

"I will make you come, Lori. Hard and fast."

I clenched from his dirty words and dug my fingernails into his muscle-laced arms when he touched my center. He teased my folds first, dipping one finger in between them before nudging my clit. He was kissing my neck, nipping gently with his teeth. With his other hand, he grabbed my ass, hoisting me farther up. He moved his fingers rhythmically, rubbing me until I came apart, clinging to him, burying my face in his shoulder.

“Orgasm number one,” he whispered in my ear.

“There will be more?”

In response, he slid a finger inside me, then another one, pressing the heel of his palm on my clit. I bit into his shoulder, muffling my cry. My knees nearly gave out when the second orgasm rocked through me.

"Woman, you're so sexy it's killing me."

"Mmm..." was all I could say as small tremors of aftershock spread through me. He held me for a few minutes before stepping back and washing his hands at the sink.

"Earth to Lori... everything okay?"

I nodded, still feeling a little lightheaded. "Oh yeah. Better than okay. Still on cloud nine. Might take me a while to return to earth."

"I should go." His lips opened in a gorgeous wide smile as he made his way out of the kitchen. I caught up with him in the foyer.

"Are you sure?" I moved closer, running my hand down his chest, stopping at his belt. He was still hard. Graham took my hand in his and brought it to his lips, peppering it with soft kisses.

"Yes, I'm sure. Otherwise, tomorrow morning, you'll have to explain to Milo why I'm in your bed."

"I see. Well, have a good night. Thanks for the burgers and the fries."

"So I'm forgiven for the orange juice mishap?"

"Only if you don't do it again."

"Can't make any promises. No clue how you tell him no, especially when he looks at you with those eyes. He'll have me eating out of his palm for a long time. I can tell already."

Chapter Eighteen

Lori

From: Jeff Finn

To: Lori Connor

I have rights, and you know that. But I want to solve this amicably. Get in touch with me. You’ll be sorry if you don’t.

I'd gotten the e-mail late la

st night and, as a result, hadn't slept a wink. I was still fretting over it the next morning as I took Milo to school.

Usually, I dropped him off in front of the schoolyard, but today I went right along with him. He skittered to his friend Jilly the second he saw her. Ms. Higgins, the teacher, was already at her desk, so I stopped to greet her.