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“Good to see you,” Ro helps, sticking out his hand to greet the newcomers. “Where’s the rest of your clan?”
The blonde woman laughs at that, though her eyes dart from me back to Ro, back to me. I give her a wink that she replies with an amused grin. Not quite the reaction I was expecting.
“They had to go to the hospital for the baby,” Connor replies. Though he keeps a straight face, I feel the worry laced in his baritone voice and see how he forces his guard up. That’s right, I pride myself on knowing Connor a bit better after our shared moments.
“Okay.” Ro gives me a pointed look, clearly wondering why the hell I’m not in the game, and I swallow.
“You left someone behind.” Xavier approaches from behind with a bit of help from Kai, and damn, though I’ll miss the smug look on Donnelly’s face, seeing Connor’s eyes widen in surprise, is a sure as fuckbestsecond price. Something else lingers in the depth of his golden pools, but I can’t decipher it.Won’tdecipher it, because Kai suddenly barks, phone against his ear, my name.
I look up, and when I’m met with the shocked look on his face, instant dread blazes through my insides, curling up in a tight ball in the pit of my stomach. “What is it?”
“I got a message from Thomas. There’s been another attack.”
“Thomas?” Vic claps her hand in front of her mouth. “Is he—”
“No, he’s alive, but he requested back-up. I’ve tried calling him back, but he won’t pick up.”
“What’s going on?” Connor asks, nose scrunched in worry.
I turn to Ro. “You go, all of you. Give me your keys, I’ll handle things here.”
My brother narrows his eyes, gaze shooting to our guests, thinking, analyzing, then they fly back to me.Are you sure?He gives Connor his best version of a hateful look. “If you hurt him—”
“We won’t.” Connor’s are pressed into a thin line.
“Shit, he isn’t picking up his phone,” Kai hisses.
“We go,” Ro decides, nudging the others to follow him. “I think I know where he is. C’mon.”
I watch them leave, chest heaving with worry and something else, something thick and heady that’s pumping through my veins and turning me into the lovesick fool I am.
“You want to talk now?” Xavier’s soft voice breaks the silence, making me clear my throat and make up my mind.
“In a moment. I…” My eyes search, and find Connor’s. “Can I talk to you in private for a moment? Please,” I add, when he doesn’t reply straight away. The dark bodyguard takes a step forward, but Connor stops him with a gentle nudge. He radiates curiosity mixed with annoyance and I feel his guard up all the way. “Five minutes,” he decides.
Not wanting to miss a single second, I shoot, “Okay. Follow me.”
Without as much as a complaint, he follows me through a dusty area mainly filled with scaffolding and wooden cut-offs. There’s no electricity in the place yet, and the lack of windows shadows the place in twilight. When we get to the room Vic’s already decorated as her office, I’m more than relieved that there’s a couch that doesn’t look too uncomfortable. I plop down on it, Connor following suit, albeit hesitantly, both adjusting to the dim light around us.
“What is it?” He asks, trying to sound casual, but the slight tremble in his voice gives him away.
“I’ve missed you,” I croak and I feel my chest tighten when his gaze goes from guarded to surprised, to longing and then back—at least he tries—to being guarded. It’s not as much that he fails, it’s more that I recognize it now. See it for what it truly is: a young, lonely, beautiful, shy man.
I breathe in, then ask, “Please—Can I kiss you?”
His body is tense but his sweet lips are so fucking soft as he tentatively brushes them against mine. Not being able to wait, I grab his shoulders and pull him in closer while my tongue licks the shape of his lips. When he doesn’t stop me, my teeth come into play—tugging lightly at his lower lip until he gives me further access. I slide my tongue into his mouth, teasing and sampling him like he’s a fine wine I don’t want to finish in one swallow.
Fucckk.
“You feel so good, sweetling,” I murmur. Then I push him down onto his back, hoping the couch is more comfortable than it looks, and place my body flush against his. I don’t want to miss the addictive warmth of his skin. His eyes open, showing me a haze of mist while he sighs contentedly. My fingers pop the button of his pants, taking my time to unzip them, before slowly sliding them all the way down.
“Wh—what—?”
I bury my face in his clothed groin, inhaling the smell of soap and that earthy scent of his cock and his skin. He smells so goddamn good, I just can’t get enough.
“Can I touch you?” My voice sounds gruff and impatient, because fuck, I am. I need to put my hands all over him, and slide my mouth over every single piece of that pale, smooth skin that I can reach.
“Yes,” he breathes and that’s all I need to fucking lose it. I shred the buttons of his shirt, then rip his underwear with a growl. He lets out a breathless chuckle as he watches me with wide, lustful eyes. Naked below me in his full fucking glory, Connor himself is a piece of art. Toned, sculpted muscles, and small, pink nipples decorate the masterpiece to perfection. My hands grab him everywhere, caressing his silky skin, sucking, licking, and teasing my way down. I graze past his hard, leaking cock and he gasps when I envelop my lips around the crown, moaning as I do so.
