Page 302 of New York Ruthless: The Complete Series 1-5

“Conor!” she hisses, pulling me towards her until our foreheads are pressed together.

“You like that, Angel?”

“Uh-huh,” she nods as she clings to my neck. “But I need more.”

“Fuck, Jessie!” I hiss as I work fingers faster inside her and brush her clit with my thumb knuckle. Her walls squeeze me, drawing me in tighter as I bring her to the edge quickly. Just before she tips over, I pull my fingers out of her and she groans.

“I want you on my cock, Angel,” I growl, sliding my hands to her ass and lifting her until she can wrap her legs around my waist.

She shivers as I edge the tip inside her. “This what you want?”

“Yes.” She bites her lip and I drive myself inside her and she grips me so hard it feels like she’ll never let me go.

“Damn, Jessie, you feel so fucking good, Angel,” I hiss as I rail into her, nailing her to the wall with each thrust. “I can’t get far enough inside you.”

“Harder!” she hisses.

“Yeah?” I growl before I suck on the tender skin on her neck.

“Yes!” she whimpers.

I go harder and she shudders in my arms. “Conor!” she moans and the sound of my name on her lips makes my balls tighten. I am so close to losing it inside her, but she teeters on the edge. I roll my hips, trying to get deeper inside her and hit that sweet spot that makes her thighs tremble, but something’s holding her back.

I wrap one hand around her throat, pressing her head back against the wall as I stare into her eyes. “You gonna come for me, Angel?” I growl.

“I want to,” she breathes.

“So tell me what I need to do to get you there.”

“You’re being too gentle. I’m not made of glass.”

“Fuck, Jessie. I can’t…” I shake my head. I’m nailing this girl into oblivion here.

“You’re holding back,” she breathes. “I can feel it.”

“You think?” I grunt, trying to stop myself from coming as her sweet pussy squeezes me for dear life.

“I know.”

I release my grip on her throat and plant my hands either side of her head on the wall. “You’d better hold on,” I growl and she wraps her legs tighter around me. “You ready?”

“Yes,” she pants.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

I pull out of her almost all the way before I drive back into her with everything I have.

“Conor,” she groans so loudly I’m sure my brothers must have heard in the next room, but I’m past caring. I rail into her again and she drags her fingernails down my back.

“Your pussy loves my cock, Angel,” I grunt. “You’re squeezing me so hard. You’re going to come for me. Now,” I order her and she nods her head as she bites down on her lip. I thrust into her again and she shifts a few inches up the wall as she clenches around me and finally lets go, shouting my name when she comes. A few more thrusts has me finding my own release and I spurt hot and heavy inside her.

When she stops trembling, I lower her legs to the floor. She looks up at me. “I love you,” she whispers.

“I love you, too, Angel.”

When I walk back into the bedroom ten minutes later, Shane is there. His eyes are burning into me. There is no way he didn’t just hear our girl coming for me.

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