Wanting More (Mitchell Family #5)(16)
Author: Jennifer Foor

He looked down at what he was doing and licked his lips before sliding his fingers roughly over my ni**les. They were already hard, but got even harder with the friction from his calloused fingers. His palms rubbed against them, until little cries escaped me again.

His thumb and forefinger pinched my ni**les, causing me to come up off the bed and thrust my hips into him. He groaned from my reaction to his touch and did it again. My hips lifted once more and this time I could feel his hard erection so close to my skin. I wanted to touch it, to finally feel all of him in my own hand.

I slid my hands down his sides, allowing my nails to tickle him. He grabbed both of them and placed them on my br**sts. At first I didn’t understand until he stuck his hands over mine and guided me. When he released my hands, I continued to massage my own br**sts. Conner watched for a few seconds before sliding down on the bed. I watched his tongue circling my belly button and once it was good and wet, he blew air all over it.

I was breathing so hard, loving every second of this fantasy. Conner grabbed my knees and pushed them up on the bed. He buried himself between my legs and kissed my thighs. I leaned up and watched him licking each side of my inner thighs, leaving a trail of saliva on either side. He took his hand and ran it up and then down my throbbing sex. My body jerked from his touch and a smile filled his face. He groaned as he stroked his fingers over my lips and spread them apart.

I knew what was coming, but as his hot mouth made contact with my neglected sex, I cried out again. He groaned, his voice vibrating my heat, as he licked his way from my pu**y to my clit. I cried out again, this time moaning his name. "Conner."

He laughed as he licked me again this time sucking my swollen clit into his mouth and building up pressure. I could hear the wet sounds and knew I was soaked. He kept licking me, stroking me, until I was on the verge of bliss. When I started to lose control, he licked harder. I grabbed the sheets and dug my nails into them. "Oh my God, yes, please don’t stop!"

My body jerked off the bed as Conner continued to kiss my inner thighs.

I started relaxing thinking I had time to recuperate from the hottest orgasm I’d ever experienced, but I was wrong.

Conner looked up at me and smiled before taking a finger and sliding it inside of me. I started trembling against his finger each time he thrusted it in and out of me. His thumb rubbed against my clit and the harder he pushed, the faster I began to come again. This time I didn’t hold back. I cried out again, letting my body jump all over the bed as his strong hands kept me beneath him.

His finger slid out slowly and I felt him rub my wetness over one of my thighs. I was trying to catch my breath and look at him all at once. He smiled and began kissing his way back up my stomach. When his lips found mine, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into me. I could taste myself and it made me want to cry out his name again. Conner pulled away and stroked my face. "I love the way you taste" He reached down and entered me with his finger again. I grabbed his arm and guided his finger myself. He licked my bottom lip and teased me with his tongue. "Touch me, Blaze. Let go of everything and fall into this. Show me how much you want it."

I moaned again, hearing him talking to me. His southern drawl combined with his sexiness made me crazy. I reached down and finally touched what I’d been dreaming of for months. With his full girth in my hands, I heard him moan as I began stroking his length.

My mouth watered and for the first time in my life I wanted to take a man into my mouth. I wasn’t being forced or begged, no, I wanted to do it. I needed to feel his soft skin on my lips. I wrapped my legs around him, flipping us to where I was straddling him. I began my way down his body while his hands played with my hair. I licked the tip and started to lean down to take him in, except he stopped me and shook his head. "Blaze, tonight is about you, darlin. This ain’t about me."

He grabbed my chin and pulled me up his body. "Tonight I need to f**k you like you’ve never been f**ked before."

With one arm he pushed me off of him and flipped himself over me. With his strong body overtop mine, he took his erection and rubbed it against my entrance. I was so wet and I could feel how slippery it was. He began slapping it against my clit, making me cry out. I wanted to feel it inside of me. It was so big, so thick, and I wanted it to fill me. "Please, Conner. I want it so much."

He rubbed it over my entrance, back and forth, making me gasp.

"Beg for it, Blaze."

"Oh, please. Please f**k me. Give me what I want, Conner."

He entered me with force and stretched me open to accept his size. I cried out over and over again as I immediately began my third orgasm. He kept thrusting himself deeper, until he couldn’t go any further. I grabbed his arms, dug into his back, and reached my arms around his strong shoulders. It felt so good and hurt all at once. I knew he was close when he pumped himself faster into my wetness and finally stilled all movements. His sweaty head rested in my neck as he kissed me a few more times. When he finally collapsed, I held him close to me. Our breathing calmed and I let myself fall asleep with Conner still inside of me.

Chapter 9

Conner

For months I’d taunted her; been a total ass to get under her skin, but nothing could have prepared me for what it would be like when it really happened. Her words always said she hated me, when her eyes told another story all together.

I wanted to give her a night she wouldn’t forget. Instead, it was a night that I wouldn’t forget and I wasn’t ready for it to end.

We’d fallen asleep with our bodies still together. Not only had I never done something like that, but it was the first time in my life where I hadn’t worn protection. I was so caught up in the moment that nothing else seemed important.

When I woke up with Amy still against my body, I didn’t freak out or try to separate us. I did the opposite.

I pulled that woman into my arms so tight and kissed the top of her head. This was different for me. I didn’t cuddle and I certainly had never felt compelled to help someone, like I did her.

She needed to rest, but our night wasn’t over. I wanted her to experience every kind of sexual release that I could give her. She needed to know that she was desired completely.

There was one thing I noticed right away. I was still rock hard.

While Amy slept so sound, all I could think about was moving my hips and relieving my newest ache. This woman was trouble and I couldn’t get enough of her. The fascination of the chase was long gone and going in a direction that I’d never been before.

I kissed the side of her head with the small cut on it and she stirred. At first, she was startled and had to take a second to realize that she was safe in my arms. I brushed the hair out of her face. "Hey."