Page 58 of They All Own Me

"And yeah," I continue with a shrug, "hurt like a bitch for a minute. But completely worth it when I hear you scream my name."

She gasps softly, reaching out to touch the piercing with tentative fingers. The sensation sends a shiver through me.

"You're full of surprises," she says, looking up at me with those big eyes.

"You have no idea," I reply, leaning down to kiss her again. Her body melts against mine, every inch of her pressing into me.

I guide us to the bed, lowering her onto the soft sheets while my hands roam over every curve and dip of her body. Her skin is warm and smooth under my touch.

She pulls me down on top of her with surprising strength. "Show me," she whispers against my ear.

"With pleasure," I growl back.

I lift her leg over my shoulder, positioning myself at her entrance. Her breathing quickens, her eyes wide and full of need. She’s already panting, the feeling of my piercings driving her insane.

"Count them for me," I whisper, my voice rough with desire. "Every single one."

She bites her lip and nods, her eyes never leaving mine. "One," she breathes as I inch inside her, the first ring sliding in.

"Good girl," I murmur, pushing deeper.

"Two," she gasps, her hands gripping the sheets.

I can feel her tightening around me, and it’s taking all my self-control not to lose it right then. "Keep going."

"Three," she whispers, her back arching off the bed.

I push further, savoring every inch of her warmth. "Don’t stop now."

"Four," she moans, her voice shaking with pleasure.

"Almost there," I say through gritted teeth, inching deeper still.

"Five!" she cries out, her body trembling beneath me.

I pull out almost completely before slamming back in, hard and fast. She screams my name, and it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.

"God damn," I groan, gripping her hips tightly. "You feel so fucking good."

"Connor," she pants, nails digging into my shoulders. "Don't stop, please."

"As if I could," I growl, thrusting into her again with a ferocity that has us both seeing stars.

Her body is trembling beneath me, and I can feel her getting close. I lean down, whispering in her ear, "You like that, don’t you? You like feeling me inside you."

"Yes," she gasps, her voice breathless. "God, yes."

I pull out abruptly, earning a surprised gasp from her. Before she can protest, I flip her over onto her stomach and lift her ass into the air. The sight of her like this nearly drives me over the edge.

"Damn, Tatum," I murmur appreciatively, running my hands over the curve of her ass. "This is one of my favorite things about you."

She looks back at me with a mix of anticipation and need. "Then do something about it."

"Oh, I plan to." I position myself at her entrance again and thrust back inside, harder this time. Her moan echoes through the room.

I grip her hips tightly, setting a relentless pace. The headboard hits the wall with every thrust, a steady rhythm that matches our ragged breathing.

"Connor," she chants, like a prayer. "Connor... Connor..."

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