Chapter 54
54
EMBER
Connor guides me to the bed with his endless kisses, and it’s like I’m caught up in a dream that I don’t want to wake from.
I can’t believe I’m kissing him again. I can’t believe I’m back here at this cabin with him. I can’t believe he wants me again.
And I want him...
He ran into that burning building for me. He didn’t give a damn about his own protection. He was prepared to lose it all for me.
I can’t help but feel something when I think about that. I can’t stop thinking about that.
And those feelings are just enhanced when he strolls over and kisses me and takes me to his bed in this secret cabin in the middle of the woods.
Still kissing me all over, he lowers me down on the mattress, taking great care with my damaged body. He might want to ravish me – and, oh boy , I can really sense he does – but he’s taking the greatest of care not to hurt me. He’s being so careful about my recovery post-fire.
It’s so damn sweet.
But he quickly turns from sweet to sexy...
He continues to kiss me, but now he’s starting to move all over my exposed flesh. He kisses my cheeks, then my neck, then my collarbone, then down the middle of my chest over my heart, then around my breasts.
I react so well to his touch. My body goes ecstatic with the brushing of his lips. My breathing quickens with each kiss. My heart rate pumps through the roof as he touches me delicately.
Oh, God...
“Don’t stop kissing me, Connor.”
“ Never .”
That deep voice echoes inside me, turning me on. Making me wet. Making my pussy beg for his kiss.
His hands mingle with mine – our fingers interlacing. He’s getting more forceful with his handling of my body. And I am so willingly inviting him.
And then he’s kissing my belly.
And then he’s kissing the edges of my pussy.
Then he’s kissing all around my inner thigh.
“Oh, Connor...”
He’s taking the greatest care. And yet he’s like a coiled animal...
I can’t believe this.
This... big brute of a man is being so gentle and tender and caring...
Then he’s kissing the tip of my sex.
And now I go wild.
“This is what I want,” I moan. “This is what I fantasize about every damn night.”
“Now it’s real,” the man growls from between my legs, his dark words reverberating up my spine.
His tongue dances expertly along the ridges of my pussy, drawing me in, making my legs shudder, making me go crazy for him.
Every touch of his...
Every little gentle bite with his teeth.
Every flick of his tongue.
He knows exactly what he’s doing. And he’s doing it so well. He knows me so damn well.
He knows what I want.
And he’s teasing my pleasure out of me.
All of this is for me.
“Oh, Connor...”
And then, suddenly, I’m thrown over the edge. It’s like everything is so damn hot...
Oh.
His tongue has done this to me.
I’m moaning and groaning and my legs are shaking and I just completely lose myself.
Until, eventually, I look down at Connor.
And he’s grinning.
“You bastard,” I say.
“You liked that?” he asks cheekily.
I can only bite my lip and nod enthusiastically.
Yeah. Damn. I really, really liked that.