good,” he said, before sliding back inside her. More firmly this time. Two fingers stretching her wide. He curled them upward, reaching the place within her that caused her muscles to tighten and the telltale signs of a pending orgasm to rush down on her.
Emerson began to move against him, but Connor grabbed her hip, holding her exactly where he wanted her.
She groaned in frustration.
“Patience, Em.”
Connor pulled a condom from the inside pocket of his suit jacket before unzipping his trousers. Freeing his length, he rolled it on. He reached behind her, grabbing her ass and pulling her toward the edge of the seat, lining them up at the perfect height.
“Watch,” he instructed, his own eyes focused on the place where his cock rubbed against her.
With a single firm push, he slid all the way inside her.
“Ah, god. Connor.”
He pressed his forehead to hers. “So good every time.”
With his thumb circling her clit, he proceeded to withdraw and slide back home.
Home.
She’d never been more certain that with Connor she’d found it.
Ignited sensations started to flame to life. A loud roar that overtook her ability to think straight.
The sight of him, the sound of their bodies meeting. The fact she couldn’t move given the grip he had on her hip. It kept her focused on the one place she felt everything.
“Connor,” she cried, feeling her orgasm bear down on her. “Please.”
“Look at me, Em,” he growled.
When her eyes met his, the look she saw in them sent her over the edge.
Fuck.
Nothing had ever felt better than Emerson coming around his dick, but once she’d caught her breath, he slid out anyway because if he didn’t, he was going to come…and he didn’t want to. Not yet. Not while they were both in the mood to explore each other without any kind of barrier between them.
“Connor,” she sighed.
He ran his thumb along her cheek. Yeah, he definitely didn’t want to come yet because he wanted to keep that look on her face for as long as he could. The look that told him she was right there with him. The one that said she was fuck-drunk on him and wanted more.
Her lips were soft, pliable. And it was tempting to slide back inside her and finish. “You good, Em?” he asked.
“I’m better than good by quite a large margin.”
He took her hand, helped her down from the stool, and spun her so she faced away from him. He slid the straps of the dress from her shoulders, taking a moment to cool his heels. It was a snug fit over her hips, and he appreciated the way she wiggled to help him drop it to the floor.
And then she was naked apart from the heels. Her back to him, he could see the curve of her hip, the roundness of her ass, the length of her tanned legs looking as sexy as all hell in her deep red heels.
When she widened her stance slightly and glanced over her shoulder to look at him, he realized he was well and truly sunk for her.
“You look fucking perfect, Em,” he said.
She smiled. Smiled at him like the sun rose and set with him.
He slid his jacket off and placed it on the back of the stool. All the while, her eyes were on him. Slowly, he removed the cuff links and reached alongside her to place them on the counter. The shirt buttons were next.
“Can I help?” Emerson asked.
Connor shook his head. “You touch me now and I’m going to bend you over that counter and take you until you can’t stand.”
Even as he said the words, the vision of her, face down on the poured concrete surface, his hand in her hair, filled his mind.
He slipped out of his shirt and made fast work of the rest of his clothes until he stood naked behind her.
As exposed as he’d ever felt.
His dick ached to be inside her, but he allowed it to slide between the cheeks of her ass, savoring the softness of her naked skin against his.
Emerson sighed and let her head drop back against his chest.
Her neck called to him, and he pressed a train of gentle kisses and soft bites along it. Connor spanned her waist, sliding his hands until he cupped her breasts. Pert nipples teased him, and he suddenly wanted them in his mouth.
“Hold on,” he said, lifting her into his arms.
“Wait, what?” she said and then squealed. “Oh.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed