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“Always, Angel,” he grunts before he bites down on me again and suckles my skin.
I’m going to have a huge bruise there tomorrow but I don’t care.
He releases his grip on my throat and pushes himself up onto his hands. “Sit up,” he barks and I silently obey.
He reaches for my wrists and unties me, working quickly so that my hands are free and I sigh in relief as I stretch my aching limbs. Then he wraps both of his arms around me, lying us back down and squeezing me tight as he rails into me.
I rake my nails down his back as my walls clench around him.
“Your cunt is so fucking desperate for me,” he hisses.
Our breathing is hard and fast, matching breath for breath as we try to take everything we can from each other.
“Conor,” I whimper as my legs tremble and my body screams for some release.
“I told you I’d make you beg,” he groans as he slams into me one last time and we both come hard, me roaring his name and him whispering obscenities in my ear.
When the final tremors of our climax have ebbed away, we lie together, him still inside me and our foreheads pressed together.
“Wow!” I whisper.
“I know,” he breathes. “Fuck, Jessie. You just turned me into some kind of demon.”
“A super-hot demon,” I giggle. “I thought you were going to lose your mind.”
“I almost did,” he groans as he trails soft kisses over the places where he bit me. “I need to put some arnica on these. Did I hurt you?”
“No.” I place my hand under his chin, lifting his head so I can look at him. “You know you could never hurt me like that.”
He narrows his eyes at me before pressing a soft kiss on my forehead.
“Conor?” I whisper.
“Yeah?”
“I am your good girl, right?” I ask, the words getting caught up in the emotion that wells in my throat. I enjoy being Shane’s brat but that’s not mine and Conor’s dynamic.
“Every second of every day, Angel.”
“Okay.” I smile at him.
“You are going to kill me one of these days though. Like I’m going to have a fucking heart attack from coming so hard.”
“You will not. If anyone is going to die from an orgasm, I think it will be me. But what a way to go,” I sigh contentedly and he laughs. “You might die when Shane sees what you did to his chair though. He’s going to lose his shit.”
“I’ll just tell him it was your fault.”
“Hey!” I swat at his chest. “Don’t I get in enough trouble with him without you blaming me for you hulking out on his chair?”
“Speaking of trouble.” He pushes himself up, pulling out of me as he looks down at where our bodies were just joined. He traces his fingertips over the top of my stockings. “I’m gonna need you to wear these way more often.”
“You like them?” I purr.
“Like them? I damn near came in my pants when I saw you standing there in them, and those fucking panties too,” he growls and his cock twitches against me.
“Then I’ll wear them whenever you want me to.”
“Yeah, you will. Because you’re mine.”
