Page 79 of Our Secret Moments

“Things are good. He’s just… busy,” she mumbles. We all narrow our eyes at her, but she doesn’t seem to notice, or care. They’ve kept their relationship private from us and we never question it. He’s good to her… Most of the time. And she’s probably the best girlfriend he will ever have.

“Right. So he’s ‘busy,’” Mark says with air quotes, rolling his eyes as he turns his attention to Connor. “If you need me to beat someone up, Nor, I’ll do it.”

“Mark,” Emma chides.

“You don’t need to do that, dad,” Nora murmurs, shaking her head.

“I’ll do it, Nor-Nor, and you know I will. No one messes with my little girl,” he mutters before painting on a smile. “What about you, Con? Are you dating anyone? How’d things go with the girl you asked me for advice on?”

I actually choke this time, spluttering like a complete fool. All the Bailey’s look at me like I’m crazy and I pull up a glass of water to my lips, trying to sip discreetly. “Sorry,” I mutter, turning to Connor. “You asked your dad for advice on a girl? How sweet.”

“She must be pretty special if you asked for his advice,” Emma mutters and Nora snorts.

Connor’s eyes hood as he tilts his head at me. “Yeah,” he drawls, his hand moving further up my thigh. My whole body comes alive from his touch as his hand reaches the apex of my thighs where I’m aching for him. “She’s pretty fucking perfect.”

He doesn’t stop the movement of his hands even when I squeeze my thighs together. My arousal is completely covering his hand now and I swear I almost moan just from the slight friction.

“As sweet as that was, no swearing at the dinner table,” Emma responds, narrowing her eyes at him. He nods obediently as if he isn’t two minutes away from finger-fucking me under the table.

I push out my chair so abruptly that everyone on the table turns to me. I smooth out my dress as Connor rests both of his hands in his lap. I clear my throat. “I’m going to get a drink. Does anyone want one?”

Emma frowns. “We have drinks here, sweetie. I can get you one from the cooler.”

“No, it’s okay. I’m just really craving… tap… water.”

I turn around before I can completely register the confusion on their faces and hightail it to the kitchen. My entire body feels like it’s on fire and it needs to be dunked in an ice bath.

Just from the light touches he’s given me over the past two days, the desire in my lower stomach has just been growing. I feel like I’m hungry for him.

I’m a simple girl. I’ve always enjoyed sex. But there’s something about the sheer thought of sleeping with Connor that turns me inside out.

He’s got this kind, gentle and caring nature on the outside, but from the way he’s spoken to me with his face between my legs and when I was on my knees for him, I know there’s another side to him that I’m dying to discover.

I should have known the second I got up from the table that he would follow me. Still, I can’t hide the shudder that runs through me when he sneaks up behind me, wraps his arms around my waist and starts kissing me along my neck.

I melt into him instantly, my ass nestling into his lap as he keeps himself pressed to me without saying anything. “Connor.”

“Hm?” he asks into my skin, softly biting my neck as I swallow back a moan.

“Your sister and your parents are in the other room,” I say, trying to give myself some reason to stop. His fingers dance across my stomach. He touches my body like he justknowswhat to do with me.

“My parents don’t care. And for Nora, she’s too caught up in her own shit to notice,” he replies easily, still kissing me along my neck. My head lolls back as he presses himself into me and I can feel his hard erection against my ass. “You want me to make you feel good, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I breathe out.

“Then let me.” He spins me around, pinning me to the counter with his hips as I look up at him. He wets his bottomlip, but he doesn’t kiss me. “Here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to say I feel sick from dinner and I’m going to go to my room to lay down. You’re going to play two rounds of Uno with everybody and by the time they want to move on to charades, you say you’re heading up to your room. I’ll wait for you. Don’t change. Don’t doanythingto your hair. You’re perfect just like this.”

His rough words light me up inside. I pull on the hem of his shirt, pulling him down to kiss him hard. He stumbles a little at the force before smiling back into the kiss. “Okay,” I murmur.

“Okay.”

After doing exactly what Connor told me, I stand next to the huge window at the other end of the guest room, looking out at the night sky and the frosted window, the pale moonlight shining through the transparent curtain.

I hear the door click open and then shut again, a lock turning. I freeze in place. I never wanted someone as much as I want him. Never craved anyone as much as I do him, and the slow taunt of his footsteps make this process that much more gruelling.

I hear the shuddery breath he takes when he’s behind me and he pushes my curls over my right shoulder. I turn to him slightly, but my eyes close the second his mouth makes contact with my neck, setting me on fire.

I feel beautiful. Luminescent.

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