Page 43 of Beautiful Mess

Taking a move from Conway’s playbook, I grip his chin between my fingers, a smirk curling my lip as our eyes lock. “Take me to bed, Daddy,” I purr.

He swallows, eyes somehow darkening more than they already were. “I meant what I said, Sin,” he rasps. “We don’t have to end the evening with sex if you don’t want. No expectations.”

Non-horny Grace would swoon at the sentiment. She really would, especially now, when he’s clearly turned on, but non-horny Grace doesn’t exist right now. My body thrums with a fierce need for this man, a ravenous rush of arousal swimming through my veins, and nothing sounds more tortuous than ending this perfect evening without feeling his mouthwatering, fat cock stretch my pussy again.

Taking his hand, I guide it underneath my panties, letting him feel how wet I am. “Please hear me when I say,” I murmur, my breath coming out harshly as he flicks his finger over my clit. “I appreciate you saying that, truly, but Ineedyou to take me to your bedroom and fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before.”

I gasp, lips parting on a breathless moan, as Conway sinks his middle finger into my aching pussy, thrusting in and out roughly a few times before he brings the digit up to his mouth and sucks it clean while never taking his eyes off mine.

“Careful what you wish for, Sin.”

Goosebumps cover my flesh as my belly flips. “Do your worst, Daddy.”

A growl rumbles from his chest as he hooks an arm around my waist and stands up. My hands curl into fists around his t-shirt as I press heated kisses along his scruffy jaw and throat while he carries me down the hall into his bedroom. It’s not lost on me that this is the first time I’ve been in here, and as I’m surrounded by his masculine scent, my thighs clench around his waist and my pussy throbs.

Tossing me on top of his huge bed, Conway wastes no time ripping the panties from my body—literally rips them—before his knees collide with the floor and his mouth drops down to my pussy. A moan reverberates through me as his hot, wet tongue flicks my clit before closing his lips around it and sucking hard enough to make my eyes roll back.

“Oh, sh-shit,”I groan. Reaching down, I thread my fingers through his thick, dark hair, gripping the strands as my hips move of their own volition, riding his face as his tongue licks a hot path along my pussy, leaving nothing untouched. The scratch from his beard adds a delicious level of pleasure, and the sounds he’s making as he feasts on me are vulgar and downright gluttonous.

I somehow manage to remove my bralette and toss it to the side. Conway sinks a thick finger into my aching core right as I palm my breasts, squeezing them and playing with my hard, sensitive nipples. One finger turns into two, and I cry out when he curls them in a come-hither motion.

Conway peers up at me from between my thighs, my arousal glistening in his dark beard, and I swear I nearly combust on the spot when he flashes me a wicked smirk. “Your greedy little cunt is so tight around my fingers, Sin. You like this?”

Eyebrows cinched together and my teeth biting into my bottom lip, I nod, a whimper falling out of me. His fingers skillfully plunge in and out, still curled and stroking a spot inside of me that I didn’t even know existed before him. My thighs tremble as pleasure builds and builds to insurmountable heights, and right when it feels like I can’t hold on any longer, Conway drops his head and seals his lips around my clit again, flicking and sucking hungrily, working me in tandem with his fingers.

My release hits me right in my core, a deep, intense aching and tingling pressure spreading throughout my entire body like wildfire. I throw my head back onto the bed, back arching as I cry out moan after hoarse moan as waves of fervent pleasure consume me and make my head dizzy. It hits me hard and fast, black spots clouding my vision as warmth gushes out of me. The orgasm lasts what seems like forever, my chest heaving with rapid, shallow breaths while my heart beats like it’s trying to escape right out of my chest.

“Fuck, Sin,” Conway growls, gaze fixed on my face as he withdraws his fingers and, once again, sucks them clean while standing up.Fucking hell, that’s so hot.“You’re so fucking pretty when you squirt all over my face.” Working his pants open one-handedly, he leans over the bed and pinches my taut nipple while groaning. “And I can’t wait to sink into your fucking soaking wet cunt and make you come all over again.”

My lip curls into a smirk. “Think you got the stamina for that, old man?” I tease. “Last time you fucked me, you didn’t last very long.”

Conway chuckles darkly, slapping a hand down on my pussy. Not hard, but definitely hard enough to make me gasp. “Funny, I remember making you come easily in the time it took me to bust, and I don’t seem to remember hearing any complaints.”

I pull myself onto my elbows as I peer up at him, biting the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling. “Yeah, but Ijustcame. There’s no way you’re going to get me to do it again, especially being a minute man.”

My stomach clenches and my core heats all over again while I watch Conway’s eyes darken as he shoves his pants down before stepping out of them. “You’re such a fucking brat,” he growls, crawling over my body like an animal hunting his prey. “Want to know what I think, Sin?”

“If you must,” I drawl and roll. I love the way he gets all growly when I’m sassy with him.

Fisting his long, girthy cock, Conway drags the tip along my slit. “I think you enjoy saying bratty shit like that because you love how easily I can prove you wrong. I think I’ve made it more than clear I’m not like other guys you’ve been with.” Each sentence is accentuated by another swipe over my pussy. “I think I’ve made it clear that your pleasure fuels mine, and I think you know by now, but keep up the act so I can fuck you roughly like you need me to.” This time, he dips the tip inside of me, giving me a teasing taste of what I want. Arching an eyebrow, Conway asks, “Did I get it right?”

I shrug, keeping a bored expression on my face to fuck with him. “Are you planning to actually fuck me any time soon, or would you like to continue psychoanalyzing me all night?”

A growl rips from his throat, and before I know what’s happening, Conway has me flipped over flat on my stomach. His hand cracks downhardon my ass before he palms both cheeks and spreads me open. My face flames when I feel his wet spit land on my pussy and drip down to my clit. His hands knead my flesh as he asks, “Condom?”

I throw him a quizzical look over my shoulder. “Little late for that, don’t you think?” I chuckle. “You didn’t bother asking before fucking me against my houseandcoming inside me.”

His gaze softens, voice coming out surprisingly gentle when he says, “But I should have. I got caught up in the heat of the moment and acted without thinking, but that doesn’t make it okay. I should have asked.”

The way he can alternate between growly, bossy Daddy and sweet, caring partner is giving me whiplash, but I also can’t deny how much I like it.

“It’s okay.” I twist the upper half of my body to face him better. “I don’t want you to use one. It turns me on feeling you inside of me bare, and it was hot as hell when you filled me with your cum.”

“Are you on…”

He doesn’t bother finishing the sentence, but I know what he’s asking. “You sure pick the weirdest time to havethisconversation,” I reply with a chuckle. “But to answer your question, I’m not on birth control because I got my tubes tied after Blakely was born. We’re good.”

Flashing me a smirk that makes my insides flutter, he brings his hand up to his face, this time spitting in his palm before wrapping a hand around his dick and coating himself with it. “Well, in that case,” he rasps darkly, lining himself up and driving his thick length deep in my pussy in one swift move. A choked sound flies out of my mouth as I fist the sheets below me as Conway gives me no time to adjust to his size. Grabbing my hips, he lifts my ass in the air before smoothing a hand up my spine, making sure my upper half is flat on the bed, so I’m nice and arched for him. The new angle, paired with how rough he’s fucking me, has my eyes crossing as I moan and cry out.

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