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We share a look, and she nods her head before we continue washing dishes in silence.
I’m sitting on the couch next to Connor, my legs in his lap as he’s working on his laptop, and I’m nearly done withFinding Our Way, the sequel to my favorite book that was just released a week ago. I hadn’t even mentioned it to Connor, yet he had it sitting on the coffee table when I sat down. The temptation to drop to my knees and take him in my mouth while he was working was so strong when I saw it. Unfortunately for both of us, he’s got meetings over Zoom, and as much as I want to thank him, I’m waiting until the distraction won’t be caught on camera.
By the time I’ve finished my book, Connor has finally ended his last Zoom call of the day. He puts his laptop on the coffee table and stands to stretch, his muscular arms extending above his head, causing his t-shirt to ride up, giving me a nice peak at his toned torso. God, he looks beautiful. He turns to me, as if ready to say something, but before he can get the words out, I do what I’ve been waiting all morning to do.
Dropping to my knees, I hook my fingers under the waistband of his gray sweatpants, which are doing nothing to hide the outline of his already semi-hard cock. I tug the pants down over his hips, releasing his dick, then wrap my hands around his thick thighs and grin up at him, sliding my hand to grip his length before kissing the tip. I swipe my tongue across the head to taste the arousal that’s been waiting for me, wrapping my lips around the crown and sucking gently when he speaks.
“Beautiful,” he groans. “I don’t know what I did to?—”
His words are cut off by a moan as I suck him to the back of my throat, not allowing any time for myself to adjust to his size. I gag slightly, but recover, swallowing him as deep as I can. My need to bring this beautiful, thoughtful man pleasure is overwhelming. The delectable groans of pure bliss that escape his lips send heat to my core. I pull him out to the tip, gently running my teeth over the crown, which results in the sexiest, most primal moan I’ve ever been the cause of.
“Fuck, mo stór.” The words are barely audible.
His control fails at that moment, and his hands move to my hair, grabbing fistfuls as he holds my head still and fucks my mouth with no hesitation. Hot tears roll down my cheeks as he takes what he needs. Gripping his left thigh, I move my right hand to cup his balls, rolling them in my hand and finding the spot that made him go wild last time. I gently massage his perineum again, this time with more confidence, knowing the pressure that set him off, before I work my way up, thrust after thrust.
With one last violent plunge into my throat, he exclaims, “FUCK, HADLEY! Tá tú foirfe, mo ghrá.”
Then he fills my mouth with his flavorful release.
I wake up wrapped in a cocoon of warmth. As I stretch my exquisitely sore muscles, a soft sigh passes my lips, and Connor stirs behind me.
“Morning, baby.” I roll back to face him and press a soft kiss against the corner of his mouth.
His eyes are still closed, but he pulls me tighter against him.
“Morning, mo ghrá.” His rough morning voice and thick brogue when he first wakes send a flood between my legs, which we have no time to take care of.
He presses his lips against mine, a kiss filled with so much desire I melt into him. His tongue passes my lips, plunging into my mouth to tangle with mine. I moan into his mouth as he continues taking what he wants.
Panting, I pull away briefly. “Baby, we both have to leave in thirty minutes.”
He groans against my neck, the vibrations against my skin doing nothing to settle the growing need between my thighs.
“I will make it up to you tonight, beautiful.” He kisses my temple before rolling out of bed.
“I promised the girls I’d go to dinner with them tonight. They’re worried about everything going on at home. I have work for the next few days too.” I sigh disappointedly.
“Well, then I may need to reschedule this meeting.” He climbs back over me once he reaches the other side of the bed.
I squeal with laughter. “Babe, no. You’ve been waiting for Mr. Asher to take a meeting with you for a few weeks. You have to take it. Besides, if I get ready now, I’ll have time to run to Mud House for coffee and breakfast on my way to work.”
“Alright.” He smirks when he slaps my ass as I crawl out from under him and stand up from the bed.
I make it out of Connor’s in record time, arriving at Mud House as they’re opening. Since I have extra time, I decide to have my croissant and coffee at a table inside. It’s my first time stepping inside since it’s been open. It’s the third location of a local coffee shop in Grove City, only twenty-five minutes from Central Falls. Their coffee is so good, and their pastries are to die for.
I step up to the counter when I notice a large moose painting hanging on the wall to the left of the register. What the hell does a moose have to do with coffee? We’re not in Alaska.
“Hello there! What can I get started for you today?” a beautiful, petite redhead with the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen asks me.
I’m taken aback for a moment by her beauty. I’ve never seen her when I come through the drive-thru.
“Oh, hi. Um, may I get a peppermint mocha latte and a white chocolate pumpkin croissant?” I smile at her, and she giggles.
“That’s my husband’s favorite too. I’ll have it ready for you in a moment.”
“Hey, can I ask you something?” I peek behind me, but there is no one waiting, so I might as well make small talk.
“Sure?”
