22. Chapter 22 #2
My leggings followed, and, as he added them to the strewn pile of clothes, all I could track were his fingertips on my skin.
Every touch set me on fire. Every touch drew me closer to him—made me crave him more.
I wrapped my arms around him, digging my nails into his shoulder blades to pull him closer.
But he pulled away, instead hooking his fingers around the waistband of my cotton panties and pulling them down my thighs.
Then, he looked at me and moved down my body, settling himself between my legs.
I held my breath when he pushed them apart.
“I’m so sorry, little pearl,” he said before he kissed the inside of my thigh.
“I’m sorry I didn’t comfort you when you needed me.
I’m sorry I scared you. I’m sorry I made you ever doubt you are more important to my survival than the air I breathe.
” Between the phrases, he pressed firm kisses to my thighs, working his way closer to my center.
He ran his nose along my slit while I worked my fingers into his hair, brushing them through his brown locks, and he inhaled deeply. “You are the air I breathe. Will you forgive me?” he asked.
I nodded, gasping when he placed a kiss on my bare mound. The breath he inhaled brushed over my already sensitive clit, and I twitched. “I think I already did,” I whispered, brushing his hair with my fingers more intensely. I had forgiven him as soon as he showed up bloody.
“Are you sure?” he whispered, tracing my lips with his tongue. He used his fingers to part them. The cold air brushed over my exposed pussy, and when he hummed, I knew I was exactly as wet as I felt.
Then, Connor leaned in closer and flicked his tongue over my clit. My body jerked from the touch. Even as much as I anticipated it, the shockwave from my core to my toes was enough to make me levitate from the couch. The warmth from his mouth radiated when he sucked my clit between his teeth.
Every inch of my body craved more—needed to feel him deep inside me like our bodies were woven as one. But as that need intensified, his focus on my clit did too. When he slid his middle and ring finger into me, holding me while his palm pressed against my throbbing clit, I threw my head back.
“No, no, no,” I whined, pulling at his hair. He stopped, looking at me concerned.
“What’s wrong?” The concern on his face made my shivers settle. “You don’t forgive me?” He smirked.
“No, I’m sure. I’m sure. I’m just…” I paused when the tension in my core started to build around the pleasure his mouth created as he waited for the explanation.
His golden eyes never left mine, even when mine rolled back.
Connor sucked my clit into his mouth, lightly biting down, and I squealed, breaking my thought.
“I’m going to come,” I admitted breathlessly.
My legs started to shake, and Connor’s smile grew wider.
“Not until you say you forgive me,” he teased.
He knew I did—he just wanted to hear me say it.
More than that, he wanted to watch me squirm on the edge while he made me say it.
Connor circled his finger around my clit, blowing lightly across it and grinning when my hips left the couch.
“I do. I do,” I panted. Then, he stopped moving, just holding his finger against my clit. The longer he sat there, the further I fell from the edge. “Oh good God, please!” For a moment, I forgot about the cuts on his face, because the intensity in his eyes took all the attention.
“Not like that.” Connor shook his head. I rocked my hips, trying to grind against his touch, only for him to pull away.
He hovered over me, pinning his hands on either side of my head.
I moved my hands up his arms, rolling my finger over every ridge in his muscles until I got to his biceps.
“You have to say you forgive me. Use your words. I need to hear it. I need to feel it.”
I whimpered while my pussy throbbed. “Connor, I forgive you. I forgive you.” I did. I couldn’t stay mad at the man who lit my insides up every time I looked at him, at least not for long. He grinned.
“Thank you,” he said, kissing me gently before crawling slowly down my body. He left a kiss on my collarbone, between my breast, on my hip. “Thank you,” he said again after each one. Then, he looked up at me from between my legs and mouthed the words again. Thank you.
Before I could react, he pushed my legs apart and ducked down. His mouth was as eager and desperate as I felt again as soon as I felt his tongue. When he slid two fingers into me, my pussy rippled around them. My whole body clenched as I careened toward the edge I had just fallen from.
“I love you, little pearl,” he said just before he sucked my clit into his mouth, and the tension in my core snapped.
My release flowed through my body in waves he rode.
His fingers pressed every sensitive spot on the walls of my pussy, and when my eyes rolled back and I choked on the moan, he went back to that spot again.
My chest heaved while my body arched, and when I collapsed against the couch, my legs buzzed. The quivering stopped, but the vibration that followed grew more intense. Connor’s fingers traced lines of goosebumps along my skin while I shivered against him.
Then, he grinned, and when I rested my head on his chest, I heard his words in my head. I love you, little pearl.
“Say it again,” I whispered.
“Hmm?” He pressed his lips against my hair.
I lifted my head and looked at him, holding his golden gaze with mine. “You said you love me.” My voice was quiet but unsurprised. Nothing else could describe the way his touch was gentler with me or the way he made my heart forget how to beat.
“I do, Grace.” He brushed my hair away from my face, holding my stare, as if he didn’t have a magnetic hold on me without it. “I love you.”
My eyes stung with tears that didn’t come, and a thick lump formed in my throat. “I love you too,” I whispered. “I love you too,” I said again, more loudly. “But don’t ever walk away from me like that again.”
Connor smirked. “I’ll never walk away from you in any way ever again.” When he kissed me, I felt that promise in the curl of his lips. I loved this man, and when he looked at me like the rest of the world was damned because of it, I knew without a doubt that he loved me too.
And my brothers weren’t going to like it.