Meant for You (The Connor Family 3)

I’d grown roots, I realized. My life was intertwined with Will’s, and I liked it. I felt as if the roots made us stronger. We were both having a rough time at work, but here we were, laughing together, teasing each other. I knew this was just as big a step for Will as it was for me. I tried to push all my worries about the condom scare to the back of my mind, but didn’t quite manage it.

“Do you want to talk about the case? No details, just... to clear your mind?”

“We did our best. The whole department worked on it, but at this point, there is nothing to do except let go.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

He gave me a rueful smile. “Oddly, yes. I think your sexy little ass is distracting me.”

“Just my ass?” I batted my eyelashes, scooting closer.

“Your sassy mouth too.”

“Hey, so question, if I bring some clothes here, can I still wear your shirts too? They’re very comfy.”

“Only if you don’t wear panties.”

I pretended to think about it. “Well, I suppose that’s a fair request, since I’ll be wearing your things and you’ve agreed to parade that muscly gorgeousness for me too.”

Will set his empty plate on the coffee table and focused on me.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m waiting for you to finish eating.”

Hmmm... he didn’t say more, but that glint in his eyes made it easy for me to fill in the gaps. I ate so fast, you’d think there was something chasing me. Then I pointed to the chocolate mousse.

“Moving on to dessert?”

“You bet we are.”

***

Will

Paige set her empty plate on the table, but when she made to grab the ones with the mousse, I cuffed her ankles, pulling her where I wanted her, how I wanted her, which was spread out wide before me. I settled between her legs and pushed the T-shirt up and laid a trail of kisses on her bare skin, starting from her pubic bone, up in a straight line to her navel, then between her breasts, teasing each of her nipples with a single stroke of my tongue. I pulled the T-shirt over her head before moving my mouth down the same path. When my lips were above her pubic bone again, I brought one of the dessert plates closer to the edge of the table. I dug one finger in the white mousse and spread it on that patch just above her clit. Paige sucked in her breath as I licked it clean, careful not to touch her sensitive spot. Not yet. Then I moved up to her breasts, smearing mousse on the undersides, licking slowly. Then on top, licking even slower. Her nipples were so erect; they were just beautiful. But I still didn’t lavish them with attention.

“I just discovered my new favorite way of eating dessert.”

“Will, you’re killing me.” Her voice was breathy and husky.

I finally remembered my master plan when I realized Paige was grinding against me.

“I didn’t say you could do that.”

“You were too busy to say anything, so I thought I’d show some initiative.”

“You’re not allowed to grind against me.”

She reached for my boxers. I stopped her.

“Or touch my cock.”

She licked her lips. Fuck me.

I continued to smear the mousse on her, this time from her pubic bone to her clit.

“Your pussy is so soft, so pink.”