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Free fall.
He groaned, and suddenly his tongue was parting her lips, slipping into her mouth. His hands were moving, digging into her hair, kissing her in a way that sent sensation rippling through her. Tongue and teeth. Lips and roughened fingers. They all worked together. They all slammed into one another, competing for focus, competing for her attention.
But she was in that free fall, air rushing by her body, no parachute in sight.
Toppling tipsy turvy until Connor caught her, held her tight, turned her into something…
That washis.
His moan rumbled along her tongue, her throat, vibrated through her chest, sensitizing her breasts, teasing her nipples. Heat in her belly, arrowing down between her thighs, leaving her pussy slick and needy and desperate to be filled.
She jumped, and he reacted in a heartbeat, arm slipping beneath her ass, supporting her as she encircled his waist with her legs. His other hand was still in her hair, still tilting her head back so he could kiss her senseless.
“Fuck,” he growled, breaking away, eyes blazing, mouth swollen, fingers flexing against her scalp. “Fuck, Raven.”
“Inside,” she panted, barely able to get the word past her puffing lungs, her racing heart.
Hesitation on his face. “Sweetheart.”
She reached up, lurching against him, her arms tight around his neck as she slanted her lips over his, tastinghimthis time, her moan rumbling up her throat and intohismouth. “Inside,” she ordered when she broke apart, brain spinning, lungs screaming for air.
She wanted to kiss this man forever.
She wanted to kiss every inch of his body.
She wanted to feel him pressing her back into the mattress.
She wanted him to part her legs, to kneel between them.
To thrust deep into her pussy and fuck her with that big, powerful body until she exploded.
Oh—
And she wanted her mouth on his cock, his talented lips and teeth and tongue on her pussy. He wouldn’t need a headlamp and a roadmap to find her clit.
Oh, he’dfindit and he’d—
Then he was moving, her body bouncing against his, her pelvis bumping into the hard length of his erection as he walked across the deck—proving that he might not have to do much more than find her clit because she was ready to come from just that slight amount of contact, buffered as it was by their layers of clothing. A few moments later, he yanked the door open, carried her across the threshold, and then slammed the sliding panel behind them.
“Bedroom,” she ordered.
“Hush, sweetheart,” he ordered back, though his command was soft and husky and sent a shiver through her.
His penis could wait.
She needed his mouth onher.
The lock flicked as she was considering that.
“Bed—”
He dropped his head, took her mouth, and…then she wasn’t thinking about bedrooms or orders or how fucking sexy he sounded when he gave them to her in that soft tone.
She wasfeeling.
His mouth on hers, his tongue a sleek dart slipping between her lips. His arms tightening around her, bringing his hard body flush to hers.
And then…her back on the soft plush of her mattress.
