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Conor lets out a low whistle. “I didn’t realize he was going to go that far. What did you say to him?”

“I told him to stick it all up his ass,” I reply and Conor laughs again.

“I wish I could have seen his face.”

“He wants me gone, Conor. How long before he gets his way?” I snuggle closer to him.

“He doesn’t want you gone. I get that he has a fucked up way of showing it, but, I told you, him trying to make you leave is really about him wanting you to stay.”

“That’s some twisted logic right there.”

“That’s Shane, Angel.”

“He said I make you all weak. And vulnerable. Do you think that?” I whisper.

Conor places his index finger under my chin and tilts my head up. He stares at me with those incredible brown eyes. “Do you?”

“No,” I swallow.

“Good. Because you make us all stronger, Jessie,” he replies, and then he bends his head low and seals my mouth with a kiss. I drag my fingers through his thick hair and pull him closer as I grind my hips against his.

His hand slides down to my ass, and he squeezes hard, making me groan into his mouth.

I pull back. “I need you, Conor,” I pant.

“I know, Angel,” he growls as he rolls on top of me, pinning me to the mattress. His hand slides down my body and between my thighs before he tugs my panties to one side and slides two of his fingers through my slick folds.

“Conor,” I gasp as I press myself against his hand.

“You want my fingers in you first, Angel?” he soothes as he starts to trail soft kisses over my neck and toward my breasts.

“Yes,” I breathe. Him and his magic fingers are exactly what I need.

He sucks one of my hard nipples into his mouth at the same time as he pushes two fingers deep inside me. My hips shoot off the bed as pleasure courses through me, and he chuckles softly. “You are so fucking tight.”

“Conor,” I moan again as I release a rush of wet heat and my walls clench around him.

“Damn,” he grunts. “I need to taste me some of that sweet pussy.”

“Don’t stop,” I pant. “Please.”

“I won’t, baby. I know you like a good finger fucking,” he growls as his head sinks lower until he's so close I can feel his breath on my wet folds. He continues working his fingers inside me as he settles his warm mouth over my clit and begins to suckle. It’s not long before I’m coming apart around him as my orgasm rolls over me, making my entire body tremble.

Conor wraps me in his arms, and I lay my head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat thumping gently against my ear.

He curls my hair around his fingers and I sigh contentedly.

“You realize if you’d got into that car and driven off, I’d have come find you and brought you straight back here, don’t you?” he asks softly.

“You would?”

“Yes. Don’t ever make me do that, Jessie,” his voice cracks. “I told you, I would burn the whole fucking world down to find you, Angel.”

“I won’t. I promise,” I say as I wrap my arms tighter around him.

Chapter

Forty-Four

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