Connor undid his pants and pulled his cock free. It rested against his lower stomach, between them, and she stared at it with a hunger that excited him.
“I love the way you’re shy but so damned passionate. I love how you want me, how you’re a glutton for what I can give you, but you’re still sweet.”
She reached for him, but he clicked his tongue.
“Don’t think so, girlie. We have a discussion to finish.”
She narrowed her eyes andpoutedat him. “You can’t expect a conversation now.”
“You tired of hearing me talking?”
She nodded.
“Fine.” He gave her a smile when she sat up.Does the poor girl think she’s won?“Thenyoudo the talking.”
Ah, there it was, the way her confidence crumbled. She must have just realized she might have bitten off more than she could chew. “What do you mean?”
“If my voice doesn’t please you, well, I guess you’ll have to do it. You need to tell me all the reasons we like having you around.”
Pink colored her cheeks, and Connor didn’t bother to hide his chuckle. He could have said he’d whip her, and he’d bet she’d have reacted to it better.
“You’re kidding, right?”
“I don’t kid. Even if you don’t believe it, even if you don’t think we’re right, I want you to repeat all those things we’ve said to you. I want you to say all that praise we’ve given you, so I know you’ve been listening.”
She crossed her arms, and it made her breasts push together in an altogether alluring way.
He could understand Trent’s obsession, he supposed.
Connor pulled a condom from the pocket of his jeans.
“Do you three carry those around all the time?” she asked, the edge of attitude in her tone telling him that was as disrespectful as she was willing to get.
“Only when we have pretty little subs in the house. What can I say? I don’t want to have to go very far when I want inside you.”
The lines etched in her forehead were absolutely charming. She probably wanted to be mad but couldn’t quite manage it.
“I still don’t know why you think this is going to work,” she said.
“I figured you would have learned when playing with Garrison not to doubt us. I am amazingly inventive.”
She pressed her lips together. Had she just realized that perhaps challenging a Dominant was a bad idea?
Too late.
Connor reached between her thighs with his free hand after rolling the condom over his hard cock. He found her cunt just the way he liked it—warm and very wet.
She really is something…
He grasped her hip in one hand, his cock in the other, then had her rise to her knees.
She grabbed his shoulders, her little hands clutching as though worried he might let her fall. Not that he ever would.
He fit the head of his dick against her pussy, then sank her down onto his length. It went easier than the first time, telling him she’d already started to relax more, that she’d gotten used to his size.
Not that she wasn’t heavenly snug even still. Her cunt was tight enough around him that he hissed a sharp breath at the sensation.
Her nails dug into his shoulders, tiny bites of pain he savored, especially because he knew she’d never do it on purpose. It happened because she was so distracted, so taken by the feeling of his thick cock stretching her that she couldn’t focus on anything else.