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“Leave us,” I growl to Callie and she nods before slipping silently out of the door.
“You want me to try these on too?” Jessie asks, her voice sounding like the purring of a kitten.
I could ask her what she wants. I should ask her. But I am too far gone. I need to see her naked. “Yes.”
“Okay,” she breathes as she reaches behind her and unclips her bra. Her heavy breasts spring free. Her nipples are already hard, and they seem to pebble further under my gaze. She hooks her fingers under the waistband of her panties and then slides them slowly down her legs before kicking them off her feet. My eyes roam over her entire body greedily, in case I never get this opportunity again. She takes the red lace set and puts it on just as slowly, and I don’t think I have ever been this turned on by a woman putting her clothes on.
“Well?” she stammers as she holds her arms out wide.
“You look fucking beautiful. I would say that you know that, but I’m not sure you do?” I arch one eyebrow at her and she bites her lip nervously.
My dick is going to bust out of my zipper any second, and I groan in frustration. Sitting forward, I put my head in my hands. “Fuck!”
“What is it?”
I sit back up and run my hand over my face. “You’d better get dressed, Jessie. Or…” I swallow. I can’t even finish the sentence.
“Or what?” she asks, and I swear she must know exactly what she’s doing to me. How could she not?
Standing up, I walk over to her until we’re standing just inches apart. Her body trembles slightly and I bend my head lower. “You know what, Jessie. So, stop playing games with me.” I reach up and brush her cheek with my knuckles.
“I’m not playing games, Conor,” she whispers. “I thought after last night.” She lowers her head.
“You thought what?” I demand.
“That you wouldn’t…” She shakes her head and sniffs as though she’s about to cry.
Placing my hands on her shoulders, I turn her around until she’s facing the mirror. I wrap one hand around her throat, holding her head upright.
“Look at me,” I growl in her ear, and her eyes flicker over my face in the mirror until they lock on mine. “Do you think that just because I watched my brothers fucking you, filling you with their cocks, that I don’t want you still?”
Her whole body trembles as my hand slides over her hip and down to her panties. “You look so fucking beautiful when you come, Jessie, it only makes me want you more.”
She draws in a shaky breath as my hand slides beneath the band of her lacy red underwear and onto her shaved mound. She keeps her eyes locked on mine and my cock throbs painfully. I grow even harder as I look at our reflection. I have one of my hands on her throat and the other one in her panties, and damn if it isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
“I want to see you come for me, Jessie. I want to make you come on my fingers, and then my mouth, and then my cock.” I say in her ear and she whimpers. “But I’m not as gentle as my little brothers. I know you believe that I’m a pussycat, but that’s because you haven’t seen the real me, Angel. He is an animal. I keep him safely locked away in a cage, but you make me want to let him loose.”
Her throat constricts under my hand as she swallows.
“Conor,” she groans.
Sliding my fingers through her pussy lips, I stifle a groan as I find her soaking wet for me. I hope she wants this as much as I do, because I’m edging past the point of no return here. My whole fucking body is screaming to be inside her. My mouth waters at the prospect of tasting her—her mouth, her skin, the sweet cream that she’s dripping all over my fingers.
Come on Jessie. Let me in!
I drop my hand from her throat to one of her breasts, tugging on her hard nipple through the delicate fabric of her bra while the fingers of my other hand slide further into her folds, until I’m at the entrance of her hot, wet heat. The only sound in the room is our breathing. Fast and shallow, matching each other's breath for breath.
I pause and close my eyes, savoring the sensation of her in my arms. Our bodies pressed together so closely we’re almost like one.
I need her to want this as badly as I do. Because once I get a taste of her, once I get any part of my body inside her, I know I’ll never be able to stop. Her heart hammers against my hand and her juices coat my fingers as her breathing grows even faster. Perspiration beads on my forehead as I use every ounce of self-control I have not to drive my fingers into her.
“Jessie?” I hiss against her ear.
“Please, Conor,” she gasps.
“Please what, Angel?”
“I want you,” she breathes and as soon as the words are out of her mouth, I push two fingers deep inside her and groan as she releases a rush of wet heat.
