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BE DARING
CHAPTER 10
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Ginger
Be brave. Be daring.
I repeat the mantra the entire way home. My heart is lighter and happier. What's between Connor and me finally feels real. Not contrived. Not forced. I've wanted to believe it all along, but with the pranks my brother has pulled in the past, I feared the worst.
As soon as I pull into the driveway and turn off the car, I shoot Killian a text.
Thanks for the push. And thanks for butting out.
He sends back an immediate reply.Thank Parker. She threatened to kill me if I didn’t.
I snicker. Good ole, Parker.Someone has to keep you in line.
He replies with a winky emoji followed by,She spanked me good.
Ugh, gross.TMI.
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When Connor knockson my door a half hour later, the nervous jitters in my tummy go wild. I smooth my sweaty palms over my hips and take a deep breath before opening the door.
Daring and brave.
I swing the door open, and Connor stands in the doorway with a loopy, boyish grin. My heart pounds heavy in my chest, thumping and bumping into everything. I feel alive in a way I never have before. I grab Connor’s lapels and drag him inside before he has second thoughts.
He chuckles as he wraps me in his arms. He lowers his head to mine, and our lips meet with a brush of sweet softness. His lips are smooth with just the right amount of fullness. He slides a hand over my arm to my neck and pulls me closer with his fingers tangled in my hair.
He nibbles over my jaw and whispers in my ear. “Still in the mood to talk?”
“Uh, uh.” I shake my head. “Later.”
I peel his jacket back, and he shrugs it free. The fire in his eyes warms me to my core, silencing my nerves while stirring my desire. I take his hand and lead him down the hallway to my bedroom, where candles shimmer, casting a glittery glow throughout the room.
"I've wanted you all week, Ginger." He cups my jaw in his palms and kisses me harder this time. "You make me crazy."
His hands glide down my back to the hem of my shirt, then tickle against my lower back. I inhale sharply as he tugs me closer to his body. I lean into him, and the swell of his cock presses firmly to my belly. It jerks and lurches, and my sex flutters with anticipation.
His fingers float under my shirt, skimming my sensitive skin. He reaches behind and unclasps my bra, then lightly brushes his fingertips along the heavy curves he sets free. He kisses me deeply. Our tongues entwine, and it's sweet and sinful. Perfect. I'm shaken, barely breathing, steadying myself against him, when his thumbs brush over my nipples, sending a buzzing tickle straight to my sex.
My pussy flutters, and a silent quake ripples through my body. I quickly work the button of his pants and slide the zipper down. I cup his manhood in my palm, and it lurches, full and hot. He toes off his shoes and slips out of his pants, then yanks his shirt overhead.
He’s beautiful, taut, and toned, but he gives me little time to explore with my eyes. He slips his hands under my shirt and deftly removes it and my bra with a tug. I back against the bed, dying to get a peek at what's under his briefs, but he's quick, scooping me into his muscled arms to lay me across the comforter. He towers over me, ogling my breasts with lust and heat in his eyes.
He crooks his thumbs into the waistband of my legging and tugs them down my legs. He crawls over me, his hand skimming over my lace panties.
“You’re beautiful, Ginger.”
