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n the pain that shoots down my spine from her frustration isn't enough to allow her to fall over the edge. Every time I sense her get close, I pull away and change the speed or the pressure.
"You're a fucking asshole, Conner," she screams when I pull back once more. "Conner," she cries as I sink my teeth into the flesh on her thigh and suck hard, branding her, marking her. Once I'm happy it'll last a while, I push from the bed and stand at the end.
I run my eyes up her body. Her skin is covered in a sheen of sweat, and her chest is heaving. She's got marks all over her neck, chest and thighs from both my mouth and fingertips, and I fucking love it.
If any other fucker manages to get anywhere near her, he's going to know she belongs to someone. Just a shame I can't put my actual fucking name on her.
Mine.
"Conner?" Her voice is weaker than just a few moments ago. Does she really think I'd be able to stop right now even if I wanted to?
My hands drop to my waistband and I eagerly push the fabric from my hips while toeing off my shoes.
I don't miss her gasp when she gets a look at me. It's been a few months since she's seen me like this and I've gained a few tats—much like she has—and added a few pounds of muscle.
Wrapping my hand around my length, I tug a few times as we stare at each other.
"Hands and knees," I demand, my voice deep and rough. I barely recognize it. In reality, I don't want her turning away from me, but the risk of kissing her once again and this turning into something she doesn't want is simmering right there on the surface.
I want to tell her how much I've missed her, how much I've needed her. How much I fucking love her. But I can't. I understand her need for actions over words, so I just need to make sure she feels every fucking thing I want to tell her with every thrust of my hips.
She flips over immediately and lifts her ass for me.
"Fuck, you look good like that."
I climb on the bed behind her, still with myself in hand, and run the head through her wetness. When I get to her entrance, her muscles try to drag me in.
"Greedy girl," I mutter, before my palm connects with her ass.
"Fuuuck," she cries out as I soothe the sting with a gentle caress.
"Regretting rejecting me yet?"
"Fuck no. Give me everything you've got."
Unable to deny her, I thrust and fill her to the hilt. She surges forward, her head slamming against the headboard as my cock teases her cervix.
"Yes, Conner. Fuck me. Fuck me until none of this exists."
And so I do.
Over and over.
Chapter Fifteen
Kennedy
I wake with a start. A wall of heat is plastered behind me and an arm is slung possessively over my hip. I lie there, still and unmoving, trying to catch my breath.
It’s just Conner.
But that’s the problem. I’m at the Jaggers’, in Conner’s bed, with him holding me like I’m the most precious thing in the world.
Emotion rushes up my throat and I swallow it down, blinking away the tears I feel collecting behind my eyes.
We spent the night wrapped up in each other. He was insatiable. It was like he couldn’t stand not touching me. Even when our bodies were exhausted, Conner still reached for me and made me come around his fingers as he stared deeply into my eyes.
It had been intense.
