Mr. Swoony (The Nest #3)

Chapter 33

Thirty-Three

Conor

Her hand is on my dick. Sure, there’s a piece of fabric over it, but fuck, it feels so damn good, as though I’ve waited for-goddamn-ever for this moment. I remove my hand from the top of hers, allowing her to use her magic touch on me like I did her, but her mouth won’t be on my cock tonight because I need to be inside her. To feel her warmth, her pussy walls contracting, to watch us come together after the unbearable build-up since that night stargazing.

“I love seeing your hands on me.”

She peeks up through her thick eyelashes and squeezes me with just the right amount of pressure to drive me wild.

“How about my mouth?” She leans down and pulls the waistband of my boxer briefs over my erection to rest under my balls.

“If I see you suck me off, I’m gonna lose all control, and I’ve waited too long to sink inside of you for that not to happen. It’s bad enough you’re staring at it like it’s the eighth wonder of the world.”

Her soft hand wraps around me, fisting my cock. It twitches in her palm. “Just one lick.” She lowers her mouth and runs her tongue up my shaft.

I curse and thread my fingers through her blond strands, tightening my hold when she encases the head of my cock in her mouth. “Fuck. You did this on purpose, knowing I wouldn’t be able to stop you.”

Looking up at me through her eyelashes, her blue eyes are filled with mischief. Keeping her hand on the base of my cock, she pumps me while simultaneously sucking me down. I can’t strip my eyes off her, and I grow even harder watching her deliver my pleasure.

I’m so enthralled with the sexy image before me that I don’t immediately stop her. Not until my balls draw up, and I have no choice before I come down her throat.

I groan. “I need to be inside you.” I give her hair a light tug, and her mouth pops off me so I can cradle her cheek in my palm and run my thumb over her swollen lips. “Lie down.”

She wastes no time, falling down onto the mattress, her blond hair splayed across the pillow.

“Open your legs.”

Again, she does as I ask, widening her legs and giving me a perfect view.

I grip my dick, my eyes raking over her naked body. I can’t believe she wants me. Out of all the bastards in this world, how do I get to be the lucky one?

After I dig in my bag for a condom, I crawl up the mattress.

“Presumptuous having those with you, aren’t you?” She tilts her head.

“Well, if you weren’t willing, I figured I’d find someone who was.”

She giggles, and I love that she gets my humor.

“Maybe I should go find Rigby.” She shifts to get out of bed.

Like hell she is.

“I’ve heard he’s got the smallest dick in the league.” I tear open the package and roll the condom down my length.

Her eyes are transfixed by my fingers. “I knew you boys compare dick sizes in the shower.”

“You should be thankful. I’m the biggest by inches.”

She laughs again and crooks her finger at me.

I happily oblige. Without putting my weight on her, I use my knees to spread her further, making room for me between her thighs. I stare down at her and run my finger from her temple down her chin. “You make me crazy. In the best way.”

Her fingertips graze down my chest and back up before wrapping around my neck and urging me toward her. I’ve never been with a woman like this. I’ve never taken my time because I didn’t want it to end. Eloise has unearthed a side of me I didn’t even know existed. As much as I love it, it scares me—what if I suck at this whole serious boyfriend thing?

“Hey.” Her voice pulls me from my thoughts.

“Hey.” I smile down at her and rest my elbows on either side of her head, keeping my body above hers.

“You okay?”

God, how pathetic am I? I’m almost balls deep inside her, and she’s feeling like she has to ask me if I’m okay.

“Yeah.” I dip my hips, lining up my cock with her opening and use my hips to rub my tip through her wetness. “So wet for me.”

She nods, her eyes filled with a hunger I can’t wait to abate. Bending my head down, I lick the seam of her lips, teasing her a bit before capturing her mouth. I circle my hips, my hard cock running through her swollen folds. She feels so damn good.

With my restraint all used up, I slide in an inch, then slide back out, doing it over and over, allowing her to get used to my size. Once I’m fully inside her, she arches her back and lets out a strangled cry.

“I know… I know.” I momentarily let my face fall into the crook of her neck, then I shift my hips, pulling out and thrusting back in.

Her fingers press into my shoulder blades, and her legs come up to my hips as I pull back so I can watch her. I run my hand up the outside of her silky, smooth thigh and slide back into her warm, wet pussy.

When I wedge my hand between our bodies and find her clit, her head pushes back into the pillow the minute my thumb makes contact. Bending down, I lick up the column of her neck, up and over her chin until my lips are on hers.

She’s making so many noises, I know she’s getting closer, so I keep up the pace of my hips, my body sliding over hers. Her nipples run along my muscular chest every time my cock slides in and out of her, and it makes me want to dip my head and bite her nipple.

But she whispers, “Kiss me,” her hand wrapping around the back of my head and pulling me down to her.

Our kiss is wild and messy, and sweat beads along our skin the longer we go at it. Pressure builds in my balls, and I want to come so badly, but at the same time, I never want this to end. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and hammer in and out of her faster and then faster again, until the only sounds that fill the bedroom are the slapping sound of skin meeting skin and our heavy breaths.

She writhes underneath me. I know she’s close, so I strip my lips off hers, burrowing my head into the crook of her neck.

“I’m never going to get enough of you, Eloise. Never. Plan on fucking all night, because I’m far from done with you.”

Her body tenses under mine, and I kiss my way back to her lips. My kiss doesn’t linger, though, because I selfishly want to hear her scream.

As soon as her pussy clenches around my cock, and she cries out, “Oh, god,” it’s over for me too. I thrust once more, my hand slipping off her clit as I empty myself inside the condom.

When I have nothing more to give, I slide off her, my back to the mattress as I work to catch my breath. “There’s my conditioning for the day.”

She turns to her side, resting her head in her palm. “That’s disappointing. Here I thought I’d get a lot more from sleeping with the infamous Conor Nilsen.”

I give her a quick kiss and hop off the bed. “Don’t worry. I’ve still got more to give.”

Once I’m in the bathroom, I dispose of the condom and wash my hands quickly, eager to get back to bed with Eloise, knowing my words about never getting enough of her were true.