Page 170 of Rules of Association

That’s what he made me. A simpering, heavy breathing, puddle as he kissed me. His lips were doing their damnedest to be good as he started off clean. Closed mouth, no tongue. It only took one moan, though. One sound and the soft push of a wave that knocked me closer to him for him to breathe me in. Sucking me into his mouth and parting mine wider. Roaming his slow tongue over the surface of mine. Nipping my bottom lip until he got another sound out of me and using his grip on either side of my face to angle my chin up for deeper access.

He was all over me,insideof me. It was all I could do just to keep up with him. He was devouring me with no mercy. I could only hang on, hands gripping onto his waistband or trailing up his back or touching something hard and ready in the front of his pants.

I gasped, not proud of how naive it made me sound, but holy shit. That was Connor, hard as fucking steel in my hand. And it was for me. I couldn’t pass this off.Thatwas for me.

I broke away. Backing up slowly, trying hard to catch my breath. But I didn’t take my eyes off him. Not as I trudged my way multiple feet away from him and not as my back hit the side of the ATV.

He was staring at me too. His chest heaving, his features harder to see the further I retreated into the dark. He was breathing just as raggedly. His chest rocketing up and down, but his face seemed composed. He didn't seem surprised or afraid or any of the things I felt warring in my body at that moment. He just seemed hungry. I could see it in his eyes. Hungry… For me.

I had to look away. To clear my head and think about what was happening. I looked up at the moon, but for the life of me I couldn’t think of anything other than getting back to Connor’s arms. I tried, though.

“It’s pretty out tonight.” I said.

“It’s pretty every night,” he said, and when I turned, I found him looking at me.Walking toward me.

Like a sucker, I fell into his gravitational pull. Slipping into his orbit easily and the next thing I knew his hands were on my hips and we were body to body again.

Using his grip to guide me, he backed me up against the ATV once more. His warm body melding to mine as my back pushed into the cold machine.

Leaning forward he kissed my jaw. Trailing lips along the lines of it until he was hovering in front of my face, just far enough away to look at me with his ever calculating eyes.

His voice got softer, holding zero hesitation as he said, “So damn pretty.”

Searching hips pushed into me and I gasped, fingers going to his neck to hold on. I groaned, and he swallowed it up with a kiss, his hands moving from along my hip to explore the plains of my stomach, my back, my ass.

Moving his mouth to the other side of my jaw, he trailed kisses up a path to my ear before kissing the sensitive spot behind it. I shuddered, the sensation rocking me to my core and causing my hips to push forward and meet his this time.

I moaned again guttural and near primal, and I felt him smile against my skin as his mouth began a descent down the path of my neck. “Just like that, baby, I love that sound.”

“Connor,” I breathed, surprised by his mouth and what it was doing to me.

He kissed my neck. Tasting it and sucking it and causing an unmistakable heat to swell in my belly. I whimpered again. And he laughed, the sound going straight into my throat as he latched himself there.

“You seem surprised,” he said.

“Shouldn’t I be?” I asked through pants and groans.

He leaned in and pressed his body hard against mine. His chest smashing against my chest, his knee going between my legs, opening me wide and coming very close to my most sensitive parts. His hard erection was right there on my stomach, plain as day, and I was stretched to my tip toes just to be close to him. Bordering sitting on the cart behind me to get myself higher.

Teeth scraped along the shell of my ear before he sucked to lobe into his mouth. I’d never had anyone play with me like this before, but the way his teasing touch was driving every nerve to the edge of bursting, was making me lose my senses. Any and all reason evaporating from my head.

Con’s breath was hot in my ear as he said, “Is it really so surprising that I want you like this?”

“Not surprising,” I said, my head dropping and my lips falling onto his shoulder. “Just sort of scary.”

“Scary?” Connor pulled back, eyebrows pulled down low. “Why scary?”

I swallowed, my eyes going all over him. Plump lips, damp skin, lowered eyelids. Damn, I wanted him. And I wanted to smack myself for wanting it.

But then I let myself look into his eyes, and it was a mistake. They were so deep and familiar and inviting. Even when he had me like this. Even when we were crossing this line that we both knew was wrong and could end catastrophically, he still had the nerve to look at me with fondness and reverence andlove.

He couldn’t look at me like he loved me. I mean, I knew he loved me, but if he looked at me likethatwhen he had me likethis… who knew what kind of silly thoughts my mind would conjure up next. Thoughts like maybe he could bein lovewith me, too.

I didn’t want to find out, I couldn’t. So I ripped my gaze away from his and forced it to his shoulder instead. “It’s scary cause it’s something we can’t take back. If it happened, we could never go back to the way things are.”

Strong fingers grasped my chin, angling me back in the direction he wanted me.Back in the direction of him.

Deep and sure and commanding, he breathed like he was answering a prayer, “I really fucking hope so.”

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