Sweet Harmony (Harmony Falls #1) - Elizabeth Kelly Page 0,41
he stroked her hair before running his fingers over the top of her shoulder. She was wearing a tank top and the warmth of his fingers as he brushed them along her bare shoulder seared into her skin. She shifted a little and he pressed a kiss against her temple before staring at the screen. Little shivers running up and down her spine, Kira tried to concentrate on the game as well.
* * *
It was the top of the ninth and she was tense and squirmy, and her nerves were on the brink of being completely shot.
Not from the game. She didn’t give a shit about the game at this point. Not when she’d spent the last hour or so being touched continuously by Connor. As if he was reading her mind, his fingers traced across her shoulder again before – oh dear God in heaven – swooping across to trail along her collarbone.
He hadn’t stopped touching her since they sat down. Just light grazes of his fingertips across her exposed skin. She held her breath as his index finger dipped into the hollow of her throat before he traced her collarbone again. When his fingers slipped a little further down, running along the neckline of her tank top, she arched her back.
She couldn’t help it.
Her hands clenched into tight fists and her breathing turned shallow when one finger slipped under the neckline.
Oh, please, she silently begged. Please, oh please, oh please.
Kira! You are not going to let him touch your tits in front of Daniel and the others.
If he did, she wouldn’t object. The others were glued to the screen, they wouldn’t even notice if Connor put his hand on her breast. What was the big deal? Her breasts felt heavy and achy and her nipples were throbbing. She wanted to know what it would feel like to have those warm fingers rubbing against her nipples, wanted to know if…
Her breathing stopped when Connor’s finger traced the edge of her bra cup. She arched her back again and bit back her moan when Connor retreated. He pressed his mouth to her ear, his warm breath sending goosebumps popping up on her arms. “Behave, little Kira.”
“I am,” she whispered indignantly.
“No,” he pressed a kiss against her earlobe, “you’re not. Arching your back to show off your hard nipples is not behaving.”
She glanced down at herself, her face going red with mortification. Her nipples were rock hard and pressing against the thin fabric of her bra and top. They were extremely noticeable, and she snatched her cardigan off the back of the sofa and quickly put it on.
Connor tugged her back against him, his fingers rubbing the exposed skin of her chest as he put his mouth close to her ear again. “I’ve never had a woman’s nipples go so hard without me even touching them, sweet Kira.”
His fingers touched the neckline of her tank top again. “I’m curious to see what will happen when I touch them,” his fingers pulled on her shirt, “or pull on them.”
Oh my God. Connor was talking dirty to her. For the first time in her life, she had a man talking dirty to her and it was… was turning her on like a damn faucet.
She squirmed on the couch, trying to ease the ache between her thighs as Connor stroked his fingers back and forth over her upper chest. His voice was barely above a whisper in her ear. “Have you had your nipples sucked on before, Kira?”
Her moan was drowned out by the roar of the crowd on the TV screen and the groans of dismay from Daniel and the others.
“Have you?” Connor nipped her earlobe.
“You know I haven’t,” she whispered.
“Would you like me to suck on them?”
“Yes.” There wasn’t even a hint of shame in her voice. “Yes, I want that.”
“Are they aching?” he asked.
“So much,” she whispered. “I can’t stand it, Connor.”
“It’s too bad we’re not alone,” he said. “If we were, you could take off your shirt and your bra and show me your sweet nipples. Maybe I could do something about that ache for you.”
He nipped her earlobe again. “If we were alone.”
“You guys have to go now.” Her voice was low and shaky, and she cleared her throat before trying again. “Hey, it’s time for you to leave.”
Daniel glanced at her. “What? The game’s almost over, Kira.”
“You need to go,” she said.
Connor squeezed her shoulder before giving her a teasing grin. “They gotta finish watching the game, honey.”