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And right now, I’m in no hurry.
Connor growls against my wet flesh, his tongue lapping at my clit as the vibrations ripple over me, and I cry out with pleasure as he sucks it into his mouth, pushing me towards the edge before backing off and licking me softly again until I’m squirming with need.
“Connor—” I gasp, and he chuckles.
“Do you want to come, princess?” he asks, blue eyes rolling up to meet mine, and I nod breathlessly, arching backwards as I clutch the duvet. He looks so fucking good between my thighs, so handsome, this powerful, brutal, stubborn man on his knees for my pleasure, and although I know Connor isn’t thinking of it like that, that’s all I can see.
And I’m going to enjoy it, just for tonight—my Irish King on his knees for his queen.
“Make me come,” I gasp. “Yes, Connor, just like that—”
He pulls back, swiping his tongue over my clit as I yelp in frustration. “You’re a mouthy little thing tonight,” he says, his hands tightening on my thighs. “I should punish you for that, later.”
“Probably,” I agree, squirming in his grasp. “But later, it’s only cold, passionless sex, remember?” I narrow my eyes at him. “Spanking me doesn’t fall under that umbrella, I don’t think.”
“So you’re admitting you like it when I spank you.” Connor slides his hands under my thighs, higher, squeezing my ass as he lifts me towards his mouth, dripping and on the verge of the strongest orgasm of my life. “You’re admitting it turns you on when I punish you.”
“You already knew that,” I gasp. “Fuck—”
He circles his tongue around my clit. “I could leave you like this instead, as a punishment. Stop licking you right now, and fuck you instead. I can make you come with my cock, of course, but I know nothing makes you come like my hot mouth on your little—”
“Fuck you, Connor McGregor,” I grind out, bucking upwards. I feel frantic with need, my clit throbbing, my entire body clenched with the desperate desire to come. “Make me come—”
“Say please, princess.”
I glare down at him. “Aren’t you going to be the Irish King?”
He narrows his eyes. “This seems off-topic—”
“I’m not a princess anymore,husband. And Ineed—”
I hear him laugh as he swirls his tongue around my clit again, making me lose my words and dragging another frustrated moan from my lips, a laugh that only intensifies as I grab his auburn hair in my hand and drag his mouth down against me, my thighs tensing around his head as I grind my clit onto his tongue.It wouldn’t be Connor and I if it wasn’t a battle of wills,I think grimly as I moan again.
“Make your queen come—fuck—” I cry out as his lips tighten around my clit, his tongue lashing, and my back arches hard as the orgasm crashes over me, stronger and more intense than anything I’ve felt before. His hands squeeze my ass as my thighs clench around his head, lifting me up like an offering as he devours my pussy, lips and tongue never stopping as I buck and writhe in his grasp, sobbing and moaning out my climax as I finally reach the release I so desperately need.
“You’re not done yet,” Connor growls, pulling back and pushing himself to his feet. His hair is a mess, his lips and stubble damp with my arousal, his erection straining as he grabs my waist and moves me bodily up the bed so that I’m on my back in the pile of pillows. “You asked me to fuck you, Saoirse, and that’s what you’re going to get.”
“Good.” I reach for him as his hands go to his belt, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him down to kiss me. “Because I’m not done yet either.”
“Christ, you’re fucking insatiable,” he growls, his lips hovering over mine as I yank at the buttons of his shirt, pulling his tie loose. “What kind of lady with your breeding wants to get fucked so badly?”
“One whose fiancé tied her up in a sex club on their first date,” I pant against his lips, my other hand tangling in his hair to drag him down to kiss me. I don’t know if kissing is supposed to be off the table, but right now I don’t care.
“That wasn’t a date,” Connor rumbles, his lips brushing over mine. I can taste the damp tang of my own desire on his lips, and I lick it away, sucking his lower lip into my mouth. “It was a dare,” he finishes when I break the kiss. “You know that as well as I do.”
“Well, then I dare you to fuck me.” I tilt my head back, looking challengingly up into his blue eyes. “And I dare you to make itgood. You’re not the kind to back down from a dare either, are you,husband?”
“Not any more than my wife is,” Connor retorts. He shrugs off his now-unbuttoned shirt, and my heart leaps in my chest as I realize I’m about to get to see a naked man for the first time, seehimnaked for the first time, and my pulse races with excited anticipation.
His belt is undone, and I watch as he kneels between my legs. “Take your bra off,” he says, his voice raspy with lust. “I want to see your breasts.”
I reach underneath me, my fingers a little clumsy, and undo the hook as I shrug off the straps. Connor stops me, reaching out to brush his thumbs over my stiffening nipples through the lace. “Beautiful,” he murmurs. “Take it off.”
I obey wordlessly, tossing the bra aside and arching my back a little, enjoying the way his eyes narrow slightly as he takes in the sight of my round, full breasts, my rosy nipples stiff under his gaze.
Slowly, as he studies my breasts, he slides his zipper down. “Are you ready for my cock, princess?” he asks, and my breath catches in my throat as I nod, my mouth suddenly dry.
Connor pushes his suit trousers and briefs down his hips, and I see the hint of his thick shaft before it springs free, his clothing tossed aside as he kneels naked between my thighs. His cock juts up, rock-hard and ready for me, his arousal pearling at the tip, and he gives me a moment to look at him.
