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I laughed until the door shut behind us, and the room suddenly filled with Conner’s domineering presence. He lay me on the bed, gingerly sliding my panties down my hips. The weather back home would be cool, but I’d stubbornly worn one of the sundresses I’d taken on the trip, hanging on to every last vestige of my tropical paradise.
In a matter of seconds, Conner was pushing inside me.
We’d had all kinds of sex in the days since our wedding. Playful, rough, dirty, and even gentle. Every time with Conner seemed a little different, as dynamic as his multifaceted personality. I adored every version, but this was more than sex. Our eyes remained locked on one another, every barrier tossed aside, and nothing but raw devotion pouring between us.
I’d debated telling him how I felt a couple of times. Admitting to the depths of my emotions for him. I’d talked myself out of it each time, but now the words came unbidden to my tongue.
“I love you, Conner Reid.”
His movements, already measured and deliberate, stilled. He lowered his lips to graze over mine before locking eyes with me again.
“I love you so goddamn much.” The raw emotion in his voice filled my chest with elation. He must have felt the same because it only took a matter of minutes before we were both shattering in a shared orgasm.
The experience was overwhelming and transcending.
I had to order myself to let go of him, and he seemed just as reluctant to tear himself away from me. We hardly had time to get back to our seats before the wheels of the plane hit the runway.
I peered out the cabin window, hoping to calm the heat blazing in my cheeks. I had to be positively glowing. As we turned toward the hangar where the plane was kept, I spotted Keir standing next to a black SUV.
“Is Keir giving us a ride home?” I asked, surprised to see him.
“No, he called earlier today and said he needed the jet. He’ll head out as soon as they re-fuel.”
I grimaced. “Please tell me they’ll change the sheets, too.” I didn’t think he’d be able to smell sex on the bed, but still. It just seemed icky.
Conner shrugged, completely unconcerned. Men.
Once the plane was stopped and the stairs were lowered, we stepped out onto the tarmac and froze. Keir was now holding an unconscious woman in his arms. She was young and beautiful, her long auburn hair hanging in loose waves over his arm.
“That the governor’s daughter?” Conner asked casually.
“Yup.” Keir eyed me briefly before pushing past and taking the woman up into the plane. No other pleasantries. No explanations.
I was the only one left to hear my husband’s muttered curse.
“Well, fuck.”
You got that right.
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