Page 27 of Rebellious Reign

“I will,” Geo says.

I shake my head, taking my arm from his chest and stepping back. “No, you won’t.”

I can’t have him distracted. Having Arie here would be horrible for Geo’s concentration, and I regret telling Lucas she could come now.

“Fuck you,” Geo says, stalking off.

I consider following him and having it out about his fucking attitude, but my mind drifts to Wryn and her waiting for me upstairs. I open the door and look at Fernando.

“Keep him here for a few more hours, then tell him I expect his decision at our next meeting.”

Fernando nods once, and I let my gaze shift to Lucas, who stares at me. Then, I shut the door again and stride to the stairs, my cock growing hard when I think about how Wryn is probably looking right now, spread out on my bed.

8

WRYN

I’m lying on my side when Connor walks in his room and stops right inside the door. I love the attention as his eyes roam my body—my naked body—from top to bottom.

He licks his lips.

I grin.

He’s already unbuttoning his pants and trying to pull his shirt off by the hem as he advances toward me. I move to my knees to help him.

“Hi,” I say breathily as his head appears from underneath the shirt.

He grabs my throat, pulling me toward him, and presses his lips against mine in a harsh kiss. I love it.

“How did it go?” I ask as soon as we draw apart.

He pushes his pants and briefs down at the same time, stepping out of them, then strips his socks off. His dick is already hard, jutting out between us, and I stare at it as I wait for him to answer.

Instead of responding, he pulls me off the bed, turning me and bending me back over the mattress. His hand brushes over my asscheeks, then traces the crease between them. I turn my head to watch him.

It reminds me of how hard he fucked me in the office. I’m about to ask about the safe when his thumb presses against the hole I wasn’t expecting. I jerk forward, and he growls, pulling me back with one hand on my hip.

“Connor,” I say, the warning clear in my voice as I wiggle.

He pushes a little harder. I tense up.

“Relax, Little Bird,” he says. “It will feel good, I promise.”

I’ve never had anyone touch that part of me. I’ve had men want to—the few that I have been with—but I never let them. I wasn’t sure it was something I wanted to do, but Connor’s voice, even though it isn’t exactly soothing, has me considering it.

“I’m not sure—”

He reaches forward, wrapping his fingers around my neck again, pulling me up and against his chest. His dick pressing into my back between us.

He lowers his head, putting his teeth to the delicate skin where my neck meets my shoulder and biting gently. I shiver. He kisses the spot, then places his mouth beside my ear.

“You’ll be screaming my name before you even realize what’s happening.”

Then, he’s pushing me back down and rubbing the tip of his cock along the seam of my ass. I reach forward to the condom I placed on the bed earlier and rip it open, handing it to him. He rolls it on, then places a finger at my opening, circling it.

“So fucking wet for me. Were you up here, touching yourself?”

I was. Thinking of him.

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