Sweet Harmony (Harmony Falls #1) - Elizabeth Kelly Page 0,42

Brad said. “Seriously, Kira. You can’t kick us out now.”

She glared at Connor who kissed the tip of her nose. “It’s the bottom of the ninth.”

Feeling achy and unsettled and horny as hell, she settled back against Connor, trying to ignore the touch of his warm fingers against her skin.

She gave the back of Daniel’s head a grouchy look. Dammit, she was never letting Daniel, or his friends come over to watch the damn game again.

* * *

“Thanks, doll. I really appreciate you letting us watch the game over here.” Daniel grinned at her.

“Yeah, of course, no problem. I had fun.” She could hear the impatience in her voice. Jesse and Brad had already left but Daniel was lingering in the hallway and she wanted to screech with frustration. She glanced behind her. Connor was in the living room. He was in the living room and waiting for her to come back so he could do what he said he would do.

Her nipples throbbed anew, and she crossed her arms over her chest, pretty certain that at this point they were so hard, not even her cardigan would help disguise it. “Okay, Daniel, bye.”

He gave her a teasing look. “Trying to get rid of me, doll?”

“Connor and I have plans,” she said.

Hell, yes, we do. Plans that involve his mouth and your nipples. Get this guy out of here before Connor changes his mind.

“Right.” Daniel opened the door. “I’ll see you soon, all right?”

“Yeah, sure, okay. See you soon.” She glanced behind her again before giving Daniel a distracted smile. “Bye, Daniel.”

He leaned in to press a kiss against her cheek. Without thinking about it, she stepped back, pressing her hands up against his chest to stop him. If Connor didn’t like that she was alone with Daniel, he sure as hell wouldn’t like Daniel kissing her.

Daniel cocked his head at her, and she gave him a faint smile. “Uh, sorry. Just having a big personal space bubble day, today.”

He stepped out onto the porch. “Bye, Kira.”

“Bye, Daniel.” She shut the door in his face and tried not to run back to the living room. She stopped just inside the living room, giving Connor a look of apprehension. He was sitting on the couch and staring at his phone. What if he had changed his mind? What if he’d decided to leave and she would be alone with an aching pussy and nipples?

“Connor? They’re gone.”

He glanced up at her and her legs went a little shaky at the hunger in his eyes. He studied her mouth and then her tits before saying, “Come here, little Kira.”

She stumbled across the living room, sinking onto the couch beside him. He leaned down and kissed her, a coaxing, teasing kiss that made her moan and press her body up against his.

He stroked her back with his big hands as he teased her lips with small nips and licks that set her on fire. She loved Connor’s kisses, but she wanted – needed – more.

“Connor, please, you promised,” she moaned.

“Are you sure this is what you want, Kira?”

She muttered a curse and, worried that he would change his mind, she shrugged out of her cardigan and ripped her tank top over her head before he could stop her. “Yes. I’m positive.”

She was wearing a pale green bra and her nipples pushed against the thin fabric. He cupped her waist and pressed a kiss against her collarbone before sliding his hands up her ribs. She was arching her back before he even cupped her breasts and he made a low chuckle before licking her throat. “So needy, sweet Kira.”

He licked and nipped her throat, his hands still resting against her ribs. She grabbed them and tried to tug them upward, making a noise of frustration when she couldn’t move them. “Connor!”

He laughed again and she cried out when one big hand cupped her right breast. His thumb rubbed over her nipple and she arched, her hands clutching at his upper arms through his t-shirt.

“Such hard nipples,” he said before plucking at one through her bra.

She mashed her mouth down onto his, kissing him with frantic need. He let her suck on his tongue, let her explore every part of his mouth as he continued to knead and cup her breasts through her bra.

“I want more,” she demanded.

He smiled at her, unclasped her bra and tugged the straps down her arms. He tossed her bra aside. Any feeling of self-consciousness disappeared at the look of pure