Page 5 of Finding Forgiveness
“It’s a long story.”
“I’ve got all the time in the world.”
“I don’t want to get into it now.”
“I’ve waited long enough for an explanation don’t you think? You owe me that at least.”
“Mentally, I’m not up to that conversation.”
“Seriously?” I snapped as I shook my head and turned on my heels ready to storm from her room. I regretted coming in here.I owed this woman nothing,I reminded myself. She didn’t deserve my kindness after the way she’d treated me.
“Connor, wait.” She reached out to stop me from leaving and accidentally grabbed hold of the towel I was wearing. “Don’t go—” Her words were cut off and replaced with a gasp when I took another step forward and the fabric effortlessly slid out of the tuck around my waist. I was left standing there completely naked.
This stopped me in my tracks, and even though I was still incredibly pissed at her, or maybe I was just an arsehole, I spun around. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen me naked before. Although I’ll admit, Connor the boy and Connor the man were worlds apart. There was also a portion of me that wanted her to see what she’d been missing out on.
Nobody could have loved this woman as fiercely as I once had … and possibly still did.
Her greedy eyes immediately started to track down my body. Over my pecs, across my defined abs, and when her gaze reached the ‘V’ that led to my cock, she paused to stare. The heat in her eyes was palpable.
The instant she began to nibble on her plump bottom lip like she wanted to gobble me up, my dick started to swell. Could this situation between us be any more fucked up?
“Do you like what you see, Princess?” I asked as I unashamedly took a step in her direction. My legs seemed to have a mind of their own. I had no clue what I was doing, but I never did when it came to her.
Her eyes flickered up to meet mine for a brief second before gravitating straight back to my growing appendage, so I took another step. We were close enough now that I could feel her warm breath as it ghosted across my skin. I should’ve turned around and ran, only a fool would’ve stayed given our past, but I guess I was a glutton for punishment. This woman had always been my weakness.
I took another step until our bodies were flush. “You didn’t answer my question.” Tilting her head back, her wide eyes met mine. Her breathing had now become erratic, and I knew if my fingers were to slip underneath that sexy little dress she was wearing, I’d find her wet and just as turned on as I was. My hand rose and I used my forefinger and thumb to grip her chin. “I’m waiting,” I said, arching a brow.
She blinked her pretty caramel-coloured eyes a few times before answering, “Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, I like what I see.”
“Do you miss my cock, Cass?”What was I saying?This was a place I swore I’d never go again, and like a chump, I was clearly setting myself up for rejection because she’d made it clear she didn’t want me.
She swallowed thickly. “Yes.”
“Show me, Princess … show me how much you’ve missed it.”
It was a challenge I was in no way expecting her to accept, so I was powerless to stop the growl that permeated in the back of my throat when she dropped to her knees.
My fingers fisted in her long brown hair, tilting her face up towards mine. The sadness that was present in her eyes when I first walked into her room was now replaced with hunger. “Are you sure this is what you want?” I asked.
She nodded once, as her pink tongue darted out, skimming over her bottom lip. The logical side of my brain was already telling me this was a bad idea, but my dick seemed to be in control. I wanted this … I wanted her. I’d craved this woman for years.
“Open up?” I used my free hand to stroke myself a few times, and the moment she parted her pretty lips, I guided myself into her mouth.
Could I even trust this woman not to bite my cock off? I once thought I knew her, but I was evidently wrong.
Any rational thoughts I had vanished the second she expertly took me into the back of her throat. “Cass,” I groaned, tilting my head back.
The memories of the first time she did this were still vivid in my mind, her movements were awkward and clunky back then from her inexperience, but she managed to make me come so hard and so fast in a matter of minutes, because it was her. I’m not sure if she underestimated the depth of love I had for her back then, or if she simply didn’t care, but I had every intention of marrying her one day. She was my forever girl, or so I thought. The reality was she inadvertently turned out to be my biggest mistake.
She ruined me for all the others.
I pushed those thoughts from my mind. That ship had well and truly sailed, and I was not stupid enough to think this was any more than a distraction for her. A way to forget whatever was going on with her when I walked into her room. Was I a bastard for taking advantage of that? Probably. But in my defence, I’d been aching to be with her like this again. I was going to take whatever she was prepared to give, and I’d worry about the fallout this would bring later. For now, I was going to stay in the moment and enjoy having her again.
Both of my hands were now cradling the back of her head as I started to slowly pump into her mouth. The expertise she showed as she worked my cock over was something else I was choosing to compartmentalise. I didn’t even want to imagine how she gained her newfound skills, and with whom.
