Page 54 of A Ryan Recollection

Walking through the master bedroom,I can see the steam coming from the bathroom. I don’t hear the shower running so there must be a full, hot tub in there.

Yes!

I am going to soak in it for at least forty-five minutes. I pull off my wet clothes as I walk through the room, tossing them into the laundry hamper as I pass it. I’m naked by the time I step into the bathroom and see Conor sitting in a tub full of bubbles. He has his arms spread out on the edge of the bath with his head hanging back and his eyes closed.

I’m already stepping into the water when he finally hears me.

“Hey, angel,” he says with a smile.

“Hey, big guy.”

His eyes scan over my body, landing on my scraped knees. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” I say as I sink into the delicious hot water. “I just ran into a few issues getting here, is all.”

He holds out his hand to me and I take it, curling my fingers around his. “You did, huh? Anything I should know about?” He grins wickedly. My super hot demon.

“No. I took care of it.”

He pulls me toward him and wraps his arms around my waist. I straddle his lap, curling a wet lock of his hair around my fingertip as I stare into his deep brown eyes.

“You sure you’re okay?” he whispers.

“Yes, I’m more than okay,” I assure him.

“Good.” He presses a soft kiss on my throat and I shiver in his arms.

“Why did you talk to me earlier? I mean, without the voice changer?”

He brushes my hair back from my face. “Because I was about to slide my fingers inside you and I felt you freeze, angel. And I never want you to feel that kind of fear again.”

“But wasn’t the whole idea of tonight to scare me? I mean we made a bet and all,” I whisper.

“Yeah, but I don’t care about no bet. I care about you. I never want you to be afraid of me when I fuck you. And you froze, Jessie. I felt it.”

“I did,” I admit. “For a second, I thought what if it wasn’t you guys chasing me. But I didn’t think you’d notice. You always know exactly what I need Conor Ryan. How do you do that?”

He rubs his nose along the column of my throat, making me tremble. “I told you before, angel, we’re the same, you and me.”

I stare into his eyes. “We are, huh?” I whisper as I shift on his lap, until his cock is nudging at my entrance. My pussy throbs with a heartbeat of its own after tonight’s events in the woods, but despite that I still want more. I want him. All of him. All I have to do is drop my hips lower and he’ll be inside me.

He grabs hold of my hips, shifting me slightly so that his cock is between us now. “Uh-uh,” he says with a shake of his head and a wicked grin. “You’ve been fucked enough for now, Mrs. Ryan.”

“That’s so unfair,” I pout. “I mean we’re both ready to go. We both want it. We could just take it easy?”

He throws his head back as he laughs loudly and I can’t help but giggle too. “No,” he finally says. “You are fucking insatiable, angel.”

“So you keep telling me,” I whisper in his ear. “But you’re the one with the raging boner, big guy.”

He palms the back of my head, his hand fisting in my wet hair as he pulls me back so he can look into my eyes. “You’re rubbing that sweet pussy over me, Jessie. Of course I’m hard, but I’m not fucking you.”

“Conor, please?” I whimper as I bite on my lip, doing my best to seduce him.

“You’re a fucking deviant,” he says with a sigh before he grabs my waist and lifts me, spinning us around and sitting me on the edge of the tub. He pushes my thighs apart so that his body is nestled between them. “Lie back, angel,” he growls, his brown eyes as dark as coal.

I do as he says, pushing myself back onto the ceramic tiles. We have underfloor heating and they are warm to the touch, but despite that, I shiver when my skin is flat against the floor. Conor lifts my legs out of the water, pulling my knees over his shoulders until my ass is almost touching his chest.

“You want to come, angel?” he says as he starts to trail soft kisses over the inside of my thighs.

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