Page 50 of Sweet Harmony

“Nope. The morethe merrier.” Daniel tossed a beer at him.

Connor caughtit and set it on the counter. “Thanks.”

“Seventh inningstretch is almost over,” Daniel said with a wink at Kira. “You guyscomin’ or what?”

Kira tookConnor’s hand when he held it out to her. They followed Daniel intothe living room. The room was big with an old, but large andcomfortable sectional, two recliners, and a wooden coffee table.The coffee table was covered in snacks and empty beer cans. Jessewas sitting at one end of the sectional and Brad was lounging in arecliner. Daniel sat down in the empty recliner next to him beforecracking open a beer. “Brad, meet the doc. Doc, meet Brad.”

The redheaddidn’t look away from the TV. “Nice to meetcha’.”

“You aswell.”

“Hey, Connor.”Jesse grinned at him before holding out a bag of chips. “Wantsome?”

“I’m good,thanks.” Limping slightly, Connor led her to the empty end of thesectional. He sat down at the end and she sat beside him, makingsure to keep some space between them. Connor frowned and put hisarm around her shoulders, tugging on her until she slid over, andher thigh pressed up against his.

She leanedagainst him and he stroked her hair before running his fingers overthe top of her shoulder. She was wearing a tank top and the warmthof his fingers as he brushed them along her bare shoulder searedinto her skin. She shifted a little and he pressed a kiss againsther temple before staring at the screen. Little shivers running upand down her spine, Kira tried to concentrate on the game aswell.

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It was the topof the ninth and she was tense and squirmy, and her nerves were onthe brink of being completely shot.

Not from thegame. She didn’t give a shit about the game at this point. Not whenshe’d spent the last hour or so being touched continuously byConnor. As if he was reading her mind, his fingers traced acrossher shoulder again before – oh dear God in heaven – swooping acrossto trail along her collarbone.

He hadn’tstopped touching her since they sat down. Just light grazes of hisfingertips across her exposed skin. She held her breath as hisindex finger dipped into the hollow of her throat before he tracedher collarbone again. When his fingers slipped a little furtherdown, running along the neckline of her tank top, she arched herback.

She couldn’thelp it.

Her handsclenched into tight fists and her breathing turned shallow when onefinger slipped under the neckline.

Oh,please, she silently begged.Please, oh please, ohplease.

Kira! You arenot going to let him touch your tits in front of Daniel and theothers.

If he did, shewouldn’t object. The others were glued to the screen, they wouldn’teven notice if Connor put his hand on her breast. What was the bigdeal? Her breasts felt heavy and achy and her nipples werethrobbing. She wanted to know what it would feel like to have thosewarm fingers rubbing against her nipples, wanted to know if…

Her breathingstopped when Connor’s finger traced the edge of her bra cup. Shearched her back again and bit back her moan when Connor retreated.He pressed his mouth to her ear, his warm breath sending goosebumpspopping up on her arms. “Behave, little Kira.”

“I am,” shewhispered indignantly.

“No,” hepressed a kiss against her earlobe, “you’re not. Arching your backto show off your hard nipples is not behaving.”

She glanceddown at herself, her face going red with mortification. Her nippleswererock hard and pressing against the thin fabric of herbra and top. They were extremely noticeable, and she snatched hercardigan off the back of the sofa and quickly put it on.

Connor tuggedher back against him, his fingers rubbing the exposed skin of herchest as he put his mouth close to her ear again. “I’ve never had awoman’s nipples go so hard without me even touching them, sweetKira.”

His fingerstouched the neckline of her tank top again. “I’m curious to seewhat will happen when I touch them,” his fingers pulled on hershirt, “or pull on them.”

Oh my God.Connor was talking dirty to her. For the first time in her life,she had a man talking dirty to her and it was… was turning her onlike a damn faucet.

She squirmed onthe couch, trying to ease the ache between her thighs as Connorstroked his fingers back and forth over her upper chest. His voicewas barely above a whisper in her ear. “Have you had your nipplessucked on before, Kira?”

Her moan wasdrowned out by the roar of the crowd on the TV screen and thegroans of dismay from Daniel and the others.

“Have you?”Connor nipped her earlobe.

“You know Ihaven’t,” she whispered.

“Would you likeme to suck on them?”

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