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His fingers dip inside me again and my walls squeeze around him, trying to pull him in deeper and keep him there. A few seconds later, he pulls out again. I don’t know how much longer this goes on for; him taunting my pussy and my ass with his fingers and his mouth.

“Conor. Please,” I cry out when I can’t take his maddening teasing any longer.

“What do you want, Angel?” he growls. “Tell me.”

“Fuck me,” I’m almost crying in desperation. “Please, just fuck me.”

He doesn’t. He leans over me and unties my hands before pushing himself back onto his knees. I pull my hands free and rub the skin on my wrists before turning over until I’m lying on my back, looking up at him. Have I completely screwed this up? And if so, how?

He gets up from the bed and turns on a lamp on the nightstand and I realize it’s almost dusk outside. My insides feel like they’ve turned to liquid as I lie here, my legs shaking from the many orgasms he almost gave me. His body is covered in a thin sheen of perspiration, and I can’t help but lick my lips as I stare at him. From his thick shoulders and bulging biceps, to his chiseled abs and thick thighs. Not to mention the incredibly impressive erection he’s sporting.

“You are freaking beautiful,” I say and then I blush, realizing I’ve said that out loud when I meant to only think it.

He doesn’t reply anyway; he crawls back onto the bed and nestles himself between my thighs until his hard length is nudging at my opening. “Wrap your legs around me, Angel,” he growls.

I do as he tells me and shudder as he slides himself into me, filling me so completely that it almost makes me want to cry. “You feel that, Angel?” he growls. “Your pussy is fucking made for me. You fit me like a fucking glove.”

“Yes,” I breathe.

He fucks me slowly and I rake my nails down his back as I feel every bit of him pumping in and out of me.

“You feel so fucking good, Jessie. I’m going to fuck you all night long, because this pussy is so damn sweet.”

The tears roll down my cheeks as he slides himself into me over and over again, pushing against the spot deep inside me that makes my insides melt like warm butter. He seals his mouth over mine as he fucks me to a long, intense orgasm that almost makes me pass out. As I release a torrent of wet heat, he sinks his teeth into my neck and drives into me until he finds his own release.

I’m still trembling when he rolls onto his back and pulls me into his arms. “I don’t think I have ever fucked anyone like that before, Jessie,” he pants.

I place my hand on his chest, right over his heart, where it pounds beneath my fingers. “Like what?”

“Like that. Slow. Soft. With my tongue in your mouth when we both come. Fuck. What are you doing to me?”

I snuggle closer to him, draping my leg over his. “What happened to that animal you told me about?”

“I think you tamed him, Angel,” he laughs softly.

“Well, it was amazing.”

He hugs me tighter. “Hmm. Amazing.”

Chapter

Nineteen

CONOR

The pins and needles in my forearm wake me from a deep sleep. I flex my fingers to try to bring some feeling back, but there’s something heavy on my arm.

Shit! Where am I?

My eyes snap open just as she speaks.

“What is it?” she asks sleepily, and I suck in a deep breath. Jessie fell asleep in my arms and is currently lying on my left one. That’s why it feels dead. I’m in my bed. I’m safe.

I shift my arm from beneath her, but I wrap my other one around her even tighter and pull her closer. Her body is so warm and soft, and she smells of vanilla and sex.

“Nothing, Angel. Go back to sleep,” I whisper against her ear.

“What time is it?”

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