love your touch.” Her head dropped back, her eyes fluttering closed.
My heart jumped painfully in my chest at her choice of words, my voice gruff when I answered. “Do you?” Softness greeted my lips as I dropped small kisses on her exposed neck. “Then stay with me tonight. I want to touch all of you.” More kisses, alternated with small grazing nips as I squeezed that hard bud between my finger and thumb, making her groan.
That sound, so full of lust, snapped my restraint. Oh, fuck this! Sliding my hand from her lower back to cup her gorgeous ass, I pulled her forward, pushing my hips between her legs, pressing myself into her sweet spot. Moaning at the shockwaves of pleasure that slammed through me, I kissed up her neck, taking her mouth in a hard and demanding kiss, one she returned with fire.
“Damn, Firecracker, I need to be in you.”
She bit my lower lip, her eyes burning with a desire. “Yes. I need you, too. Hard, and fast.”
A devilish grin spread my lips. “You want hard and fast, then that’s what you’re gonna get. And if you want to stop, love, you’ll need to scream it.”
And she was my love. I knew that now.
I squeezed her nipple one more time and pulled back my hand, then used it to unfasten my jeans, and shove them down my legs. Palming my dick, I stroked it as I undid her jeans. I didn’t need to say anything, she helped me push them down.
“Gods, you’re so wet for me again.” Her eyes locked with mine as I trailed my fingers up her slick slit, before sliding my fingers into her moisture and warmth. Godsdammit, I was gonna come just from the feel of her.
Biting her upper lip didn’t stop her whimper as I touched, and gently rubbed.
With hooded eyes she watched me stroke myself, making me hard enough I ached. Her knuckles were white where she gripped the table, as if holding back from touching me. I squeezed my hard length. “Is this what you want?”
She nodded, her panting breaths loud.
“Where? Here?” Unapologetically, I slid two fingers inside her. We groaned in unison, me cursing under my breath at the sheer perfection of her.
“Gods, yes...”
I began moving my fingers in a demanding rhythm, something dark and possessive riding me. I needed to take her now. “Say it. Beg me for it, Firecracker.”
Her irises darkened more, little flashes of flame igniting in them. “I want your cock. Now. Give it to me! You promised. Hard and fast.” And though she was riding my fingers, the alpha in me wanted more. I circled her clit with my thumb.
“Not good enough. You ran from me, Em. Make me believe you want it. That you want me.”
Her gaze snapped up to mine, her face tight and flushed, her lips swollen from my kisses. Her juices slicked my hand, her inner muscles squeezing down on my fingers as if she liked this dark side to me. I smiled. “Prove it. Make me believe.” And I pinched her clit.
Her nostrils flared and her hips bucked. “Please,” she cried, “please. I want you. I’m yours, and I need you inside me. You promised, Connor.”
I exhaled on a growl at her words. Mine. “Good girl.” Her moan was loud as I pulled away my touch and yanked her jeans off then pulled off her top and bra. I lifted her in my arms and deposited her on the bed. “Hard and fast, baby.” I looked her directly in the eye, flipped her over, pulled her up on her hands and knees, and slid my cock through her slickness. I wrapped an arm around her hips, pulled her tight to me and angled myself, lining up with her entrance—then slammed home. Her moan was loud, but was drowned out by my curse as she squeezed me so tightly it was almost painful. The sensation as I pulled back and pushed home again was incredible. I moved my hands onto her waist as I rolled my hips, but it wasn’t enough, I needed to touch more of her. So I laid across her back, forced her to lower her weight to her elbows and wrapped one arm around her waist, my other hand locked onto her breast squeezing hard enough to cause her a little pain. Her groan was the guidance I needed, enough to ride that line between pleasure and pain while I pumped into her. “More.” I growled and let