Page 57 of They All Own Me

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I reply, climbing the stairs two at a time.

She laughs softly, the sound vibrating against my chest. “It was meant to be.”

Finally reaching the top of the stairs, I push open the door to my room with my shoulder and kick it shut behind us.

"This is a bad idea," I say, voice low, leaning in close enough to feel her breath against my skin.

"Just like it was a bad idea when I fucked my hand while watching you give your shitty husband head."

Her breath hitches and her eyes widen. "You watched… that turned you on?"

My gaze drifts down to her feet and back up to meet her eyes, "Everything about you turns me on Tatum."

Her eyes glint with mischief as she reaches out and touches my chest. "Why did you bring me in here, Connor Yates?"

"Because," I growl, pinning her wrists above her head against the door, "I have to have you."

Her lips part in a soft gasp, and damn if that doesn’t send my blood boiling. I let go of one wrist to yank off my shirt. Her eyes travel down my torso, and when she looks back up, there’s fire in them.

"You're talking too much," she says.

"You think so?" My hand moves to the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head in one swift motion. "Let's see if you still think that when I'm done."

Her breath hitches as I trace a line from her collarbone down to the curve of her waist. She’s got that sundress tan line; it's driving me wild.

"I’m counting on it," she murmurs, eyes challenging.

I crash my mouth against hers, claiming every inch of those teasing lips. She moans into the kiss, and it’s like gasoline on an open flame. My hands explore every curve, every inch of skin I've been dying to touch since the moment we met.

"Fuck," I mutter between kisses, my hands roaming down to grip her hips. "You’re perfect."

She lets out a breathless laugh. "And here I thought you only spoke tech language."

I nip at her lower lip. "Brains and brawn, baby."

She arches into me as my hands slide lower. "Prove it."

Challenge accepted.

I slide her pants down, leaving her in nothing but that lacy bra and matching panties. The sight of her takes my breath away.

"God, you’re a fucking smoke show," I murmur, fingers deftly unclasping her bra. Her breasts spill free, and I can't resist them. I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking gently. She arches against me, a moan escaping her lips.

"Connor," she breathes, her hands clutching at my shoulders. "More."

I grin against her skin, trailing kisses across her chest before taking the other nipple into my mouth. Her moans grow louder, more insistent. My hands move to her hips, helping her wiggle out of her panties.

She’s completely naked now, and it's driving me wild. She looks up at me with a mix of desire and curiosity.

"Why am I the only one naked?" she asks, a teasing lilt to her voice.

I chuckle, stepping back to shed my pants and boxers in one swift motion. "Impatient much?"

Her eyes widen as they fall on my Jacob's Ladder piercing. "Holy shit," she whispers, clearly turned on. "How does that work? And did it hurt?"

I smirk, stepping closer again, letting her see it up close. "Want a demonstration?"

She bites her lip, nodding eagerly.

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