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“Yours.”
Chapter 27
Jessie
Iwake up with Conor’s huge arms wrapped around me. When I squirm a little his eyelids flutter open.
“What is it, Angel?” he asks, his voice even deeper than usual in his half-awake state.
“Nothing. I’m just stretching,” I say as I free myself from his arms and stretch my limbs. As soon as I have, he pulls me back to him and buries his face against my neck, tickling me with his beard and making me giggle.
“How is that ass?” he asks.
“Hot and a little sore.”
“Sorry.” He laughs too.
“Don’t be. You know I love it.”
“Hmm,” he nuzzles my neck and I wiggle my ass against his semi-hard cock. “Stop that or I’ll tie you up again.”
“Is that supposed to be a deterrent?” I arch one eyebrow at him. “Because you know it’s not, right?”
He pushes himself up onto one elbow and takes one of my hands in his, turning it over and inspecting my wrist where he tied me with rope. There is a slight pink mark and he rubs the pad of his thumb over it. “You’re a deviant, Jessie Ryan.”
“But you love it?”
“Fuck, yes,” he groans. “But no more fucking this morning.”
“Aw.” I pout and he smiles at me.
“I fucked you so hard last night, Angel, and I’m gonna need you to be able to walk to breakfast this morning or my brothers will be pissed at me.”
My pussy throbs at the memory of him last night – feral and unrestrained. “I’ll be able to walk. Promise,” I whisper as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his face close to mine. “As long as you’re gentle. You can do that, right?” I arch an eyebrow at him.
He rolls on top of me, settling between my thighs as I spread them wider for him. “With you I can,,,” he whispers.
“Then fuck me, Conor Ryan,” I giggle.
“No.” he shakes his head and starts to trail kisses over my throat, over my shoulders and breasts, peppering feather light kisses over all of the places where he marked me last night.
“Please,” I plead as I squirm with delight beneath his touch.
“No fucking,” he repeats as he moves lower, trailing his teeth, lips and tongue over my breasts and stomach. “But I will make you come.”
He moves lower until his head is between my thighs and I’m panting for breath. “Conor,” I gasp loudly, running my fingers through his hair as he runs his tongue the length of my pussy lips.
“Relax, Angel. Let me take care of you,” he whispers and then his head dips low and he sucks my clit into his mouth. I press my head back against the pillow and concentrate only on him and his magical tongue.
After Conor took care of me twice with his incredible mouth, we threw on some clothes and are now wandering down the hallway toward the kitchen where the delicious smell of bacon and pancakes is wafting from the kitchen.
“Mmm.” I lick my lips as my stomach growls. “Smells like Mikey is up.”
“Yup,” Conor agrees as he squeezes my hand and together we walk into the kitchen to find his three brothers already in there. Mikey is cooking as usual, with a dish towel slung over his shoulder while he whistles the tune of You know you want me, and the memory of us dancing in the club last night makes me smile. Liam is pouring coffee and Shane is sitting at the breakfast bar flicking through his cell phone. Never off duty!
“Morning,” I say with a smile, making them all look toward me and Conor.
“Morning you two,” Liam replies with a wink.
