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Themorningsunshiningthrough the open curtains wakes me up. When my consciousness gradually floats back to me, I nearly jolt out of bed when I sense a hard, warm body next to me. Then I remember it’s Connor. And I’m in his bed.
Great.
This isn’t complicating things now is it?
I was too tired to push back last night, and if I’m being perfectly honest… not so sure I can find the strength to care this morning either. Not when there’s more pressing matters taking up most of the space in my head.
I feel overloaded. It’s as if thinking too much about all of it has the same effect as not thinking about it at all. My mind goes blank, and the usual nerves wash over my body.
Connor rouses beside me, most likely woken up by the sheer weight and density of my thoughts. His eyes are still closed, his messy hair falling onto his sleep softened features while his wide palm finds my stomach, lazily searching for the hem of my shirt. When he does find it, his fingers smooth over my skin, up my ribs and graze the swell of my breast. He groans long and low, and my body lights up, my thoughts skittering somewhere quiet in my mind.
But they’re quickly replaced by different thoughts when his hips press against mine, his erection practically burning into me.
What the hell are we even doing?
Does it matter?
Not when his lips feel so soft against my skin. Or when he removes his hand from under my shirt and traces a possessive path up my arm, his strong fingers wrapping around my jaw and throat.
His eyes snap open then, a curl of a smile on his lips still heavy with sleep. His beauty wholly captivates me and my mind effectively blanks out for good.
Fuck it.
Hastily, I take my panties off before pushing Connor on his back and straddling him. He chuckles, the delicious tone of it alighting my skin. Grasping my ass in both palms, his fingers dig into my flesh as I pull my shirt over my head.
“Fuck Lenix… You’re so perfect. And all fuckingmine,” he growls.
I desperately try to ignore how his words make me feel, but a small mewl escapes my lips while I grind myself against him.
“Just eat me out already,” I say breathlessly while leaning forward, grabbing onto the headboard, and placing my knees on either side of his head. His eyes turn into the deepest black as his gaze fixates on my open thighs, my pussy just inches from his face.
“Sit,” he commands, pulling me hard on top of him. My back arches, mouth falling into a silent gasp as his tongue finds me already wet and wanting, the slight brushes of his mustache on such sensitive skin somehow so erotic that I can’t seem to catch my breath. His grasp digs even deeper into my skin, lavishing my clit with such precision that all I can do is grind myself even harder into his face.
“That’s it,” I whimper, “just like that.”
My soft praise seems to spur him on, fucking me with his tongue, his palms splaying wide over my ass, then up my hips and back.
Keeping one hand on the headboard for balance, I lean backwards and slide my hand into his boxers to find what I’m aching for most. He groans, the reverberations traveling deep into my core. I clench my thighs around his face while moaning loudly. His hands leave my body for a split second, just long enough to yank his boxers down his thighs, and I give him a hard stroke the moment he does.
I put my weight back onto my knees and push off his face. Connor eyes me like a feral animal defending his kill. I tsk, and he settles as I slide my fingers down my slit and into my pussy, slicking my hand with my own arousal.
“Fuck,”Connor says under his breath, and I can feel his body tighten underneath me as if he’s holding himself back. The tension slackens when his mouth latches onto my clit once more and I lean backwards again, my palm now sliding down his shaft with ease. He lets out another groan and his hips hitch upwards, chasing his pleasure into my tight fist.
The room fills with our harsh gasps, and breathless moans. Lost and mindless. I can feel my orgasm building. I must have said it out loud because suddenly Connor pulls me off him, flipping me onto my back and thrusting into me with such force that I’m left gasping with that same desperate need as before.
“I needed to feel you,” he says in a feverish haste. “I needed you just like this, Lenix.” Andfuck, why are his words feeling as good as his cock throbbing inside me, hitting me in just the right spot, making me feel senseless, weightless,fuckinguntethered.
His hand collars my throat and I swallow hard against his palm, his eyes burning me with his stare. “Tell me, darling,” he says between punishing, blissful thrusts. “How does it feel to be fucked by the devil?” My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head just by watching him embody such arrogant grace, such raw display of power. His presence is all-encompassing and I’m so close,so fucking close. “How does it feel to know he owns you—mind, body, and soul?”
My eyes lock onto his while I shatter into a million little pieces. Connor falls on top of me, kissing me harshly, my moans bursting on his tongues while he fucks me harder and harder until I feel him swell, spilling deep inside of me. He mutters a curse into my neck, whispering promises of the world into my ear and my mind is splintered. Ash in the wind.
Our skin sticks together as he trails kisses up my throat, finding my lips again while he slowly pulls out of me, feeling his release coat my inner-thigh. There’s an intensity to the way I’m feeling that suddenly makes me panic, and I stiffen under his warm weight.
Connor straightens and peers down at me—studying me.
“This doesn’t need to mean anything,” he says softly.
“I didn’t say a word,” I stammer out.
