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“You’re not ready for that.”

“No, and that’s why I’m annoyed. The one goddamn man I’ve wanted in years and my head is taking charge. If we let my body take over—”

“No. That’s not how it’s going to be between us. You’ve given me a hand job, Star. Do you know how big a deal that was for me?” Her eyes rounded. “And I want you to put your hands in my hair when I go down on you and I want you to nearly tear it from the roots because I’m eating you out so fucking good.” Her soft moan made my cock ache. “One day, we’re going to be everything to each other. But you’re too impatient. We have to build toward that. So, let me concentrate on what we’ll have in the future, okay? Because you suck at it.”

A snort of laughter escaped her then. Her wicked smile made my heart pound before it gentled and she nodded. “I’ll let you be the builder, Conor.”

I just hummed before I pressed my mouth to hers and kissed her slowly. I ran my tongue around her Cupid’s bow, dipping it in to tease her and darting away before she could reciprocate. Soft pecks landed on the tip of her nose, on her cheeks, and on her brows. All the while, my hand continued plying her nipple.

“I’ve dreamed of this for years,” I rasped against her lips, tugging the bottom one between my teeth. “You taste so much fucking better than I imagined.”

She growled when I finally slipped inside her mouth, and her promise to be patient faded as she turned the kiss aggressive. I pulled back whenever she did, sampling her kisses, teasing and tasting, reveling in the freedom to explore her body that she handed me.

Unfortunately for her, I was waiting for something and I wouldn’t stop until she gave it to me.

When I angled over her, her legs spread to cup my hips, and though her feet dug into my ass and she tried to grind into me, I stayed a heavy weight, not letting her manipulate my body. My tongue thrust against hers, gradually increasing in speed then—

Finally.

She whimpered.

The softest of sounds but I heard it.

Right at the back of her throat.

“Are you wet for me, Star?”

Her eyelashes fluttered as she moaned, “Y-Yes, Conor.”

“Do I make you feel good?”

“God, yes,” was her thick retort.

“You make me so hard, Star. Everything about you. I was put on this planet to make sure you know what pleasure is, do you hear me?” I ran my nose down her cheek, then, tugging at her earlobe, I repeated, “Do you hear me?”

She swallowed. “I-I hear you.”

Satisfied, my lips returned to hers as I slid my hand down her side and angled her thighs higher around me. It was easier on the bed because we had more space.

With better leverage, I started to grind my hips, rocking into her. Immediately, her hands went to my shoulders, nails digging into the flesh there. I wasn’t surprised when she dragged them along my spine, clawing at me as she fought my kiss, trying to make me move faster but I wouldn’t be swayed.

She cried out when I rocked my full length along her covered slit, then moaned into my mouth as I repeated the move. Harder, I ground into her, making sure I found her clit with every thrust.

Her skin clung to mine by the time she was edging ever nearer, and that was when I moved faster because her sounds had gone from high-pitched mewls to guttural groans as if I were tearing them from her.

“Take your pleasure, Star. Own it,” I rumbled against her mouth. “It’s yours. You earned it.”

A hoarse sob escaped her, not soft like before but deep, from the soul, and she rode me back, nearly lifting us both off the damn bed in her desire to reciprocate the move.

She wriggled and writhed, seeking an orgasm, and just when I thought she’d give up, her body bowed beneath me.

It quivered like a bow that had been sprung.

She hovered in place until she gave a husky shout that saw her collapsing into the bed.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I grated out.

She shuddered beneath me, and when I thought she’d pull away to catch her breath, even though she had to be tired, she carried on until I found my release too. Both of us arched into one another, dry humping like teenagers who were scared to take it all the way. But fuck, it was perfect.


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