Page 28 of Their Deviant Love
My spine arches off the seat, my hips lift slightly, and then I feel Connor’s thumb at my other hole. He’s not going to…
Yep, seems he is.His thumb pushes into my back hole, and he holds it there while he expertly pumps his other fingers in and out of my pussy. How is he even this flexible?
I look down at his arm between my legs. The erotic sight only heightens my pleasure. “Shit, Connor…”
“I know,” he whispers again. “I want you to come for me.” His fingers stop moving. They’re buried inside me, but he’s not moving them.
I turn and glare at him. “Why are you stopping?”
“I want you to come for me. Make yourself come, Aurora. Fuck my fingers.”
He curls them upwards inside me, and I can’t stop the groan that escapes. But then I start moving my hips. I do exactly what he wants and fuck myself on his hand. Grinding myself down as deep as I can get on him.
“You look fucking beautiful just like this. And the best part? You’re mine.” Connor’s breath blows over the sensitive skin right under my ear, and I shiver.
I don’t stop. I get into a rhythm, and soon enough, I’m reaching the end of the climb. “I’m going to…”
My words are swallowed by Connor’s mouth landing over mine. My body explodes with the orgasm. Connor starts thrusting his fingers in and out again. I can’t move, though. I’m frozen between wanting more and it being too much.
“Again,” Connor growls into my ear. “I want it again.”
I shake my head. “I can’t,” I tell him as I feel a second orgasm cresting.
“You can and you will. Give me another one, Aurora.” He bites the skin on my shoulder, and then I’m coming again, harder than the first time. “Good girl, so fucking perfect,” Connor says, pulling his fingers out of me. He brings them to my lips and smears my own juices over my mouth before he leans forward and tastes it.
Why the hell is that so good?I should be grossed out. Instead, I want more. I want to remove this damn belt and climb on top of him.
“Mmm, I want you,” I tell him.
“We just landed. Keep that thought in mind, though,” he says as he unbuckles my belt, then pulls my skirt down my thighs, before he stands and tugs me up to my feet.
My knees wobble a little, but can you blame me? You try standing after two consecutive orgasms.
There’re four cars waiting on the tarmac. “Were you expecting a welcome party?” I ask Connor.
“Yes,” he says as Patty exits the one in the middle.
I watch Connor’s friend with caution as the two of them hug. Patty helped me when I was being held captive. He is loyal to my husband. I want to believe that, but Connor’s words about not knowing who sold us out to his father ring back through my mind. Now I’m questioning everyone.
I pull my phone out and send Dante a message, because if anyone can find the information I want, it’s him.
Me:
Can you hack into someone’s phone for me?
Dante:
As easy as stealing candy from a baby. Why are you in Dublin?
Me:
Something is going on. Connor needed to come back. He has this friend… Patty. I want to know if he sold us out while we were on Zia Lola’s island.
Dante:
Got a number?
Me:
