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Conner pauses to drop a kiss on my cheek while my mouth is full. He pulls two beers from the fridge, cracks them both open with his teeth and hands me one.
He tips his head back and drinks most of the beer before needing to come up for air. “I got you a present.”
Not to be outdone, I seize my own beer and keep gulping until I see the bottom of the bottle. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and set the empty bottle down. “Is it better than chicken and beer?”
“Maybe. It’s in the bedroom. Go see for yourself.”
“That sounds promising.”
Conner follows at a respectful distance as I travel the short distance to our room. Pausing at the fork in the hallway, I look toward Lita’s closed door. I’m tempted to knock and ask her once more if there’s anything she needs but I’ve already been hovering like a worried hen. Sooner or later she’s bound to get annoyed.
The new addition to our bedroom is so decadent that I laugh. An enormous mirror has been nailed to the wall. Easily eight feet high and three feet wide with an ornate gold frame, the thing dominates the wall space opposite the vast king-sized bed.
“Nice.” I stand in front of the mirror. With my cheeks flushed and my hair a mess, I’m already sporting the just-got-fucked look.
Conner shuts the door and steals my towel. He hungrily surveys the sight of my naked body.
“Even nicer,” he says. Then he drops to the floor and buries his tongue in my pussy.
I’m eager to cooperate, hooking one leg over his shoulder and arching my back to give him deeper access. It’s no lie to say that Conner has a gift when it comes to eating pussy. Watching in the mirror as I fuck his face with abandon only makes the scene hotter.
He slides his tongue out and torments my clit, nibbling and teasing. My fingers rake through his hair and my hips buck in a fast rhythm.
I’m breathless and making all kinds of noise. “Conner, you get me every time.” It’s true. One touch from him and I’m worked up into a frenzy like nothing else.
His tongue launches another furious assault. I love how he fucks me, like he can never get enough. Less than a minute later I come on his face with my eyes fastened to the pornographic reflection in the mirror.
There are dozens of reasons why Conner is an unparalleled lover but my favorite is how he never withdraws until he’s positive I’m completely satisfied. I’m still catching my breath when he finally takes his tongue back and grins up at me.
I know he deserves a reward.
“Stand up and drop your shorts,” I say.
His grin widens and he jumps to his feet, practically tearing his shorts off along the way. As expected, his cock is at full salute.
Glancing at the mirror, I fall to my knees, tilting my head back to gaze up at him. “I made a mess of your face. Give me the same treatment.”
He sure doesn’t need any convincing. He tangles his fists in my hair and groans when the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat. He’s so big that sucking him off is always a challenge. Good thing I enjoy a challenge.
It’s his turn now to abuse my mouth while watching in the mirror. I know when he’s getting close and I grip his tightly muscled ass to keep the rhythm going.
“Fuck, I’m there, honey,” he groans and pulls out of my mouth.
I watch from my knees as he takes his cock in his fist, aims and fires at my face and tits. I take it all without complaint. When he finishes he reaches down and rubs into my chest what he left behind, painting over my tattoo. He’s aggressive about it, erasing that old brand with a new one.
And why not? I do belong to him.
I’m all his and he’s all mine.
Conner lifts me in his arms and carries me to the shower. We take our time in there, just enjoying being close. But before we leave he pins me against the wall tiles and hammers me from behind until I see stars.
After all that exercise we’re both ready for a nap. We crawl into bed naked and Conner switches off the light. The wind is picking up outside and thunder bellows in the distance. Conner’s arms curl around me and I revel in the thud of his heartbeat against my cheek.
“Where should we get married?” he says in a lazy voice as his fingertips trail over my back.
I snuggle closer to his warmth. “I’ll marry you anywhere, Wiseman.”
He rolls until I’m flat on my back and he’s on top. He lifts himself up on his elbows. A flash of lightning shows me the intent look on his face.
