Page 36 of Up in Smoke
That plea had the effect of an air horn going off. He pulled back from her next attempt at a kiss. “Jesus, Erin. You think you’ll lose me if we don’t fuck?”
“No.” Her eyes were mesmerizing, her voice velvet. “You were shot and I wasn’t there. Someone else fixed you when it should’ve been me. I need to feel you alive, moving inside me. Maybe it’s too late, but this is my way of healing you. Healing me. I need that, Connor. Give it to me.”
His insides felt razed, his chest wide open. Resisting wasn’t possible. She needed him, and he had only one goal in his life at that moment. Giving Erin what she needed. If someone tried to take that honor away from him, he would kill them where they stood. And sweet hell, he wanted to fuck her. His body was crying out for the comfort of her pussy, the sound of her moans. Minutes ago, he’d sworn he could live without sex as long as necessary, but now, as she reached into his underwear and squeezed his throbbing arousal, he couldn’t sustain his willpower. All he could hope was that he did this right. Took her in a way that wouldn’t cause her too much pain. Or any at all, if he could help it.
“Go face the window. Brace your hands on the frame.”
Giving the order felt good. No, not good.Amazing. But he needed to focus on her. Every breath, every movement would be important. He’d damaged her trust today, yet somehow he’d earned another chance and he wouldn’t screw it up. If she needed to stop, he’d force himself to stop even if it killed him. As Erin went to the fire escape window and did as he asked, Connor let himself feast on the sight of her. That skirt, the one that had driven him crazy in the meeting this morning, molded to her ass like wet leather. His hunger demanded he rip it off, bend her over, and thrust home, finally take what had felt likehissince day one. No, shewashis. His to keep and care for. He needed to keep himself in check.
If you want to rule her world, learn to rule yourself first.
Connor came up behind her and placed his hands just below hers on the window frame. He didn’t allow their bodies to touch. Not yet. He kept his gaze trained on her reflection as he breathed, slow and easy on her neck. Her eyes closed, head falling to the side, the tension visibly draining from her body. She pressed her ass into his lap, but he didn’t move, just let her circle those hips against his aching cock. No moving until she was ready.
“I’m not going to use my hands this time, so I need your help. I need you to wet your pussy up for my cock. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?”
With a gasp, one of her hands dropped from the window to trail up her thigh. “How can you be inside me without touching me?”
Dammit, he wanted to touch her so fucking bad. “I’m going to give it to you right where you need it, Erin. When we’re finished getting you ready, you’ll be begging for inches. I’m going to give you ten. Right between your fuck-me thighs.” He growled as her hand disappeared underneath her skirt. His mouth watered at the thought of removing her shirt, baring her delicious, pink-tipped breasts, but he wouldn’t allow her naked in front of the window. There might be a method to his madness, but it didn’t involve passing strangers seeing what was meant for his eyes alone. “Pet yourself, Erin. That’s what I would do. I’d stroke your pussy with my fingers through that silk. Nice and gentle. I’d give it a soft kiss and apologize for the fact that I’m about to destroy it.”
The remaining hand she had braced on the window frame went white-knuckled, her lips falling open on a moan. “Connor…”
“Stroke yourself like you’ve been told. I need you ready.” He dipped his knees slightly and dragged his hard dick up between her ass cheeks on the way back up. “Feel that? You’re not ready for it yet. That’s a problem when I’m aching to fuck you. Isn’t it, sweetheart?”
“Y-yes.”
He picked up on the hesitation in her voice and forced himself to calm down. There was no way to control the words falling from his mouth, but his actions were his own. “Close your eyes and imagine it’s my hand reaching inside your underwear.” He hummed low in his throat. “Ah, Jesus, sweetheart. You’re drenched. That’s what happens, isn’t it? When you know you’re about to be filled up so damn tight. You’ll go up on your toes and tilt your ass trying to give me more room, but I’ll already have taken every last bit. That’ll only happen if you’re ready, Erin. Are you with me?”
“Yes.” Her body shuddered against his. “Tell me what to do.”
His knees nearly buckled under the weight of that permission. It was made ever stronger by the sureness in her voice. She was right there with him, facing her fear. It made him want to kiss every inch of her, tell her how proud she made him, but their mutual needs trumped everything at that moment. “Dip your middle finger inside, right where my cock is going to sink in, wide and deep. Use all that slickness to tease your clit. Tease it until your pussy starts to want more.”
In the window, he watched her hand move beneath her skirt, watched her thighs widen, her eyes glaze over. He couldn’t help but press his hard lap to her backside so he could feel every writhe of her hips, every tremor that went through her body. He breathed into her ear, telling her how good she felt, how pleased her wetness made him. “I want more,” she finally whimpered.
“How much more?” he demanded.
“All of it. You.Please.”
“Soon.” It was becoming exceedingly hard to keep his hands glued to the window frame. His mind screamed at him to lift her skirt and work his lust out. Fuck her until she couldn’t remember life before he was inside her body.Pull back. Don’t ruin it. “Three fingers, Erin. We’re almost there. Finger yourself like a good girl who’s about to be turned bad.” Very slowly, he removed his hands from the window frame and unbuckled his pants, desperate to free his heavy erection. Keeping his attention on Erin, he dispensed with his clothing in record time. The chance of someone seeing Erin naked through the window might make him see red, but he had no such modesty when it came to himself.
Erin sucked in a breath when he rose again, towering behind her in the glass wearing no clothes. Her thighs started to shake around her hand. “Connor, please.”
“Did you use all three fingers?”
“Yes.Yes.”
“Good.” He fisted his cock, pumped the hard flesh, and released a ragged groan that wouldn’t be stopped. Two days wasn’t usually that long a time for him to go without relief. But it was now. Now that Erin kept him aroused around the clock, just by existing. “Take off your panties and bend the fuck over.”
She moved quickly, dragging the silk down her legs and planting her hands on the sill. Her pussy peeked out at him from beneath the hem of her skirt, just a flash of pink, but it was enough to send hot, mind-blowing lust tearing through his system. It felt primal, ancient.I’m about to claim my woman.
He circled her clit with the head of his cock. “We both took the full physical to get this job. We’re both clean. Are you on the pill?”
“The shot.” A shaky exhale. “I’m on the shot.”
Wet, smooth female flesh.Erin’sflesh. “You want me bareback, beautiful?”
“Yes, please.”
Fuck yes. Nothing between them. He would have resented anything that kept him from feeling all of her. Connor inhaled deeply, grappling for control. Somewhere deep down, he found a reserve of restraint and delved into it. He led his cock to her entrance and encountered the source of her perfect heat for the first time. When she whimpered and arched her back, his careful discipline almost fled. He grabbed on to the final thread in his possession and thrust deep.
