Page 49 of Up in Smoke
His heart felt like it might jump from his chest. “Makeyou leave?” he shouted. “I’ve beenmiserablewith you gone.”
“Show me.” She shifted on the bed to glide her legs around his hips. Fuck. Her damp, naked pussy was mere inches from his aching cock. He could already hear the needy little sobs she’d make as he thrust into her heat, over and over. Could feel her knees wedged against his palms as pushed her legs wide to get deeper, ride her harder. She must have seen his resolve slipping because her energy changed. Right before his eyes, she went from sacrificial lamb to seductress. Her back bowed under his hungry gaze, displaying her tits for him like a prize to be won. She touched her tongue to her top lip and let it linger as she writhed on the bed. “Will you kiss me between my legs, baby? Please?”
His world imploded. There was no more self-control to draw from. If she were showing even a fraction of uncertainty, he could have held back. As it was, she was looking up at him like a sexually deprived siren desperate for a hard fucking. His world turned a gritty shade of sepia, power roaring past his barriers and running wild.Dominate her. She’s begging you for it.
Almost casually, he slipped his fingers into her hair, smiling as she purred under the touch. Both of them sucked in a breath as his fingers went tight, gripping her hair in an iron fist.That’s it. I’m lost. “The next time you instruct me on how to please you, I will deny that request until you’re willing to give upeverythingto have it granted.”
Her mouth fell open on a sharp exhale. “Yes, Connor.”
She wasn’t looking at him the same as she had a moment ago. There was a new awareness. He didn’t know if he loved that or hated it. Should he exult in her acknowledging this side of him or be nervous that it would change what they had? He was too far gone to decide. The line had been crossed and he couldn’t turn back. Erin’s gaze ran the length of him, and although he wanted to touch, to arouse her more, he waited for her to look her fill. When her attention lingered between his legs, he came up on his knees to loom above her. “I’d love to let you suck it, sweetheart. I can see how bad you want to, but I’ve gone four days without you. The second you deep-throated it, I’d come like a fucking freight train. I could tell you not to let it past your teeth, but you’d do it anyway, wouldn’t you? You love every inch.”
Her mouth looked swollen, begging to be breached. “Yes, I love it.”
He fisted his shaft. “I haven’t touched myself since you left. Do you remember why?”
Excitement shimmered all over her, like she’d been dusted with magic. “Because you only come inside me.”
“That’s right. Spread your legs and show me where.”
She wet her lips as she hesitated. Only a few beats passed before her legs fell open on the bed. He longed for rope to bind her ankles to the bedposts. He also knew if this situation got any closer to perfect, it might kill him, so it was a good thing he didn’t. Jesus, her thighs were enough to captivate him with their smooth lines, their slight quiver of anticipation. As he laid a hand on her right inner thigh, he watched her face for panic, but saw only trust.Good girl. Brave girl.His attention was arrested by the exquisite flesh at the apex of her thighs. Still wet and flushed from her shower, it begged for invasion. Begged to be mastered.
“You’re going to need a safe word, Erin, because I’m about to do such obscene things to your pussy with my mouth, you’re going to scream for me to stop even when you want me to keep going.” He slapped her between the thighs with his weighty erection, groaning at the sound of their most sensitive flesh connecting. “Pick a word to scream if you can’t take it.”
“Um.” He slapped her again with his cock, making her head thrash on the pillow. “S-skillet.”
Any other time that might have struck him as funny, but right now he had only one goal. Taste her, fuck her. Own her. “Look at me.” He waited until she complied. “I willlistenif you say that word. I will listen andstop. Always.”
Her eyes cleared of everything but lust. “I know.”
He dropped onto his stomach between her legs and plunged his tongue inside her. Wood creaked as she screamed and begun to chant his name. His only regret was her fingers not being free to pull at his hair, but he more than consoled himself with her already-spasming flesh, the thighs that locked around his head like a vise. The knowledge that she was entirely at his mercy. Finally.
“OhGod, oh my God. I-Ican’t.”
Yes you can. Recognizing the ecstasy in her tone, Connor kept his tongue inside her and added his middle finger, moving them in and out, devastating her with the smooth rhythm.Christ. The taste of her could keep a man alive in the desert. Possessiveness caught him in a stranglehold. Not a man.Him. Hecould live off her, the taste of her keeping him alive. Living to keep her satisfied. She was warm, wet woman. Ripe and delicious. He would never get enough. Never. But he couldn’t get close enough because her hips worked feverishly in time with her hoarse cries of his name.
“Hold still,” he commanded, crooking two fingers inside her to play with her G-spot. “I need to get my lips around your clit. I’m going to suck that little bud until you pass out. You’ve been keeping her from me, but time’s up, sweetheart. She’s mine.”
Erin started to shake, eyes going blind with her orgasm. The most beautiful goddamn thing he’d ever seen in his life. “N-no more. No more. I can’t—”
He suctioned his mouth over her clit and took a long pull. She shot off the bed, heels digging into his shoulders as she moaned. He took her ankles in his hands and held her legs open on either side of him while he worshiped the most sensitive part of her body. After she’d come once more, he gave her back his fingers and worked her hard, getting her ready to be fucked. His head was swimming with her, turned on by every lithe, desperate movement of her body. He pictured her as she was, stretched out on the bed, wrists bound as he mouth-fucked her, and it drove him crazy. His hips started to roll against the edge of the bed, pushing and dragging his cock along the mattress.
Not good enough. Nowhere near good enough. Inside her. Get inside her.
He tore his mouth away with a growl and crawled over her body. The head of his length slipped through her pussy and his breath shuddered out. Taking hold of himself, he was poised at her entrance when he searched her eyes. What he saw there sent him reeling. Sent him even higher.
She looked…tamed. Owned. From the sweat-dampened pillows where she struggled to catch her breath, she was a woman looking up at her master. It humbled him. It filled him with an unbreakable determination never to live without that trust from her. That trust ownedhimas much as he could ever own her.
“I was coming back to you,” she whispered.
A weight crushed down on his chest. In the crystal clarity of the moment, with her handing over her terror and doubt to him, to share, to repair, he knew she meant it. “I know.”
The exhilarated smile that spread across her face reached inside Connor and mended every damaged corner of his being. It mendedhim.Made him whole. It made him want to live forever so he could see the same smile as many times as God would allow. There was no choice before him but to press their bodies together and kiss her.
Erin had lost any sense of space or time. She was everything Connor decided to give her. Everything he decided to make her feel. His to conquer and direct. Yet at the same time, she was there with him, moving in the same patterns, accepting every gift of sensation with a sureness that he would provide with it. There was no uncertainty here, only revelry. The overwhelming intensity of being tied up, trapped, had been transferred to him until he became all she could see, feel, taste. Her all. His mouth moved over hers, hard and delicious, vanquishing any reminder that her arms were bound. He was the only thing binding her now.
This kiss started out slow and savoring, but it built. Oh, it built until they were struggling to wrap their bodies around each other. Growls of desperation, bucking hips, licking skin. His hips wedged between her thighs and even without being inside her, he was already fucking her. His bulky erection slid through her wet flesh, over her sweaty belly and back down to nudge her entrance.
Instead of thrusting into her like she was physically begging him to do, he took hold of his length and teased her clit with the smooth head, jaw loosening as he groaned. The green of his eyes had turned almost gray in the dim light. His massive body hovered over her like a predator, muscles catching the light and shadows, highlighting every valley and ridge. For the first time, she wished for the use of her hands if only so she could explore that unbelievable body, touch the man who was about to take her. He was fucking magnificent. And by some twist of luck, he was hers.
