Page 68 of Undeniable

And then my body relaxed with a shudder. I felt…floaty. Incredible.

Connor pressed one last kiss to my clit then leaned back on his knees with a satisfied smile. It was almost as if giving me pleasure had pleased him. I’d never been with a man like that.

“Hey,” he said, leaning over me and pressing his lips to mine. My taste mingled with his, and I wrapped my arms around him, bringing him closer to me.

“Hi.” I smiled up at him, his arms bracketing my head. I wrapped my legs around his waist, his cock sliding against my wet folds.

We writhed against each other until he squeezed his eyes shut. “I’m going to come if we don’t stop.”

I reached over to my nightstand and pulled a condom out of the drawer. I’d bought them the other day,just in case.“Here.” I handed it to him.

He rolled over and sat against the headboard, ripping open the package and sliding on the condom. And that alone might have been one of the hottest things I’d ever seen. His ab muscles flexing with the movement. His corded forearms. Those long, dexterous fingers working over his cock.

He crooked his finger. “Come ’ere.”

“You want me on top?” I asked.

“Hell yes,” he said as I straddled him. “And the next time I eat you out, I want you sitting on my face.” He gripped my hips, his large hands splaying over my skin like they were built for it. “Assuming you want there to be a next time.”

“God, yes,” I sighed, both in answer and in pleasure as I sank down onto his erection until he was buried to the hilt.

He sighed, leaning his head back against the headboard. “Fuck me. You feel amazing. Just like I knew you would.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, brushing my lips against his ear. “You feel so good.” I inhaled his clean scent. “You smell…” I shuddered as I began to move, sliding up and down. “Sogood.”

Our bodies were as connected as we could be, and his hands were everywhere. Gripping my hips. Sliding over my ass. Cupping my breasts and bringing my nipples to his mouth to tease and lick and suck. Yet his eyes never left mine. And it was one of the most intimate and intense things I’d ever experienced.

“Fuck, you’re sexy.” He slid his hands down my breasts, caressing my stomach as if it was exactly what he’d always wanted. I’d never felt so sexy. So desired, despite the softness of my folds.

“Feels. So. Good,” I said between pants, smoothing my hands over his chest, shoulders, back, biceps. Anywhere I could touch.

He pressed the palm of his hand to my breastbone. “Lean back on your hands,” he rasped.

I did as he said, and then he glanced down to where we were connected. “God. I wish you could see what I see.”

“Tell me,” I said, my pleasure building and building.

He rubbed my clit with his thumb. “You look so good, taking my cock. Your pussy is so perfect.” His eyes were hooded, his breathing ragged.

I moaned at his words, his touch. “I’m…so close.”

“Me too,” he said, his eyes latching on to mine. “Come with me.”

The moment he said those words, I knew we were both thinking of our phone call the other night. Of how badly we’d wanted to be together. And now we were.

He increased the pace, pumping in and out of me harder, faster. And when he added pressure to my clit, I couldn’t take it anymore. I shattered in his arms, crying his name as he unleashed himself.

Until we collapsed in a heap, sated and spent. His body wrapped around mine. His lips pressed to my forehead.

* * *

My phone buzzedon the nightstand. Behind me, Connor shifted, the warmth of his body, his scent, permeating the sheets.Mysheets.

Holy shit. I still couldn’t believe he was here. In my bed.

I wanted to ignore my phone, ignore everything but him, and I would’ve, if not for the notification of ten missed calls. I blinked, trying to clear the sleep from my eyes as I peered at the display. Alyssa’s face flashed on the screen as it continued to vibrate in my hand. I cringed and glanced over my shoulder to make sure Connor was still sleeping.

He was facing me, but his eyes were closed, his breathing even. I’d still be sleeping too, were it not for Alyssa’s call. But I had a feeling she’d come over soon if I didn’t answer. Or worse—tell my dad she was worried, and then he’d stop by. Just what I didn’t need. My dad showing up to find me in bed with Connor.

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