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“I know you want to mark me as yours, hellion. Go ahead. Bite and scratch as much as you want.”

“As if I need your permission,” I snark, before biting his shoulder.

He laughs, grabbing the back of my head and holding me to him.

My hands lower, grabbing his ass and urging him to go faster. A storm builds in the pit of my stomach and I’m going to come soon. Our sweat slicked bodies move together in the perfect rhythm as if it’s been days since we last had sex and not years.

“Christ, I missed the way your eager pussy sucked me back in. Like you’re empty without me.”

Lowering his head, Connor kisses me, our tongues tangling as he pushes a hand between our tightly wound bodies and circles his fingers over my clit. I come with a sharpness that surprises me, my body clenching around his cock. Connor curses softly as the heat of his release fills me.

My head falls back, cushioned by Connor’s hand. The sound of our hard breathing fills the room.

He pulls out of me slowly, easing his body down until his face is directly in front of my pussy. His cum drips out of me and he uses two fingers to catch it, pushing it back in.

“Oh my god!” I cover my face with my hands.

“Don’t be scandalized, baby girl. Just putting it back where it belongs.”

He puts his mouth back on my pussy and I yelp.

“What are you doing?” I cry out.

His grin is a wicked thing. “What I promised, Scarlett. I’m going to lick you clean before I fuck you again.”

He thrusts his tongue into me, and I gasp. It’s so filthy and unexpected, and it gets filthier when Connor arcs up to kiss me. I groan as he pushes our salty release into my mouth. He makes me come once again before he flips me to my stomach and pushes into me again. It’s going to be a long, sore night.

SEVENTEEN

CONNOR

I’m dreaming of a warm, soft body, the wet heat of a mouth wrapped around my cock. I groan, my hips shifting and arching up to feed more of myself into Scarlett’s mouth. Because who else would I be dreaming of? She loved to wake me up like this.

She swirls her wet tongue around the head of my cock and sucks on it like a lollipop. Reaching down, I settle my hand on the back of her head, urging her to go faster, and the noises she’s making sound so real it takes me a moment to realize that itisreal.

I swim up from the fog of sleep to my dark room, moonlight streaming in through the window to highlight Scarlett’s lavender head sucking and licking my cock.

“Jesus Christ, baby,” I say, my voice rough with sleep.

Scarlett looks up at me through her lashes as she continues to suck my cock.

“I couldn’t sleep,” she murmurs.

“I figured.”

She’s still delightfully naked as she moves up my body and kisses me. After I fucked her a second time in front of the fireplace, I made her a sandwich while she cleaned up and when she was fed, I carried her to my room and fucked her again onthe bed, losing myself in the softness of her body. Scarlett has always made me feel insatiable. No matter how many times I’ve had her, I want more and more and more.

I grab her, urging her to straddle my hips.

“You want me to ride you the way I was planning on riding that bull?” Scarlett asks with a giggle.

“I’m the only one you ride, baby girl.”

I fist my cock, guiding it to her wet heat. She’s still wet from us, and I slide into her with ease. Scarlett lets out a loud moan.

“Nothing compares to the feel of your tight cunt wrapped around my cock,” I tell her.

She fits me like a glove and if I could, I’d spend the rest of my life connected to her like this. Seven days ago, I never thought we’d end up here. I thought she’d never forgive me, and she still hasn’t. But she’s indulging in her need for me and that’s a step forward.