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“I don’t want to wait anymore. I want to be yours.”

“You are mine,” he said with fierce possession. It radiated in his tone, brought her warrior to life. “Only mine.”

Jenna grunted, legs kicking restlessly as two strong fingers found her sex, circled, pushed deep. She exhaled sharply, breathing through the sting of muscles parting, then moaned when he hooked them up, massaging her gently until he found the spot that sent her skyward.

Her pussy clenched hard, sucking his fingers deeper, trapping them as an orgasm ripped through her. Her body went rigid, her mind swirled away, and she lost track of everything but Connor.

His weight left her, leaving her chilled and uneasy when her senses returned. A drawer snapped shut, a wrapper crinkled, and she watched through dazed eyes as her lover rolled a rubber sheath over his erection with dexterous skill.

“No kids,” he murmured, eyes raking over her body with admiration. “Not yet. As much as this slim tummy would look amazing with our baby growing in there, we’ve got too much to explore before adding a new member to the team.”

A baby, she thought blurrily. He wanted a baby with her? The idea wasn’t abhorrent, but there were more important things to think about right now. Like the big personality waiting to make a more personal acquaintance.

Jenna wet her lips nervously as Connor eased back over her, his mouth aiming straight for hers. She kissed him back as passionately as he kissed her, raising her knees instinctively as his weight found its rightful place atop her.

Trembling, she closed her eyes.

His arms slid beneath her, one easing under her neck and supporting her head while the other moved to her lower back, raising her hips a fraction. Hot breath caressed her ear. “Thirty seconds, remember? Just relax, breathe, and trust me, baby.”

The heavy crown of his cock nudged between her labia, notching into her entrance. She stiffened, suddenly unsure he would fit. He wasn’t even inside her and she could feel the pressure threatening to tear her open.

“Open your eyes, baby. Don’t lock yourself away.”

She obeyed and fell headlong into the near-black of his eyes as they bore into hers. The moment they connected, Connor’s hips pushed forward, easing the prominent head of his erection inside her.

She arched against the pop of penetration, whimpered as the sting began to burn. Her fingers stabbed into his hips, held on for dear life as he flexed again slowly, claiming another inch.

Again and again, stretching her inexorably, filling her past reason.

“Okay, baby?” Dark eyes filled with concern, he paused. “Jenna?”

Nerves flickered back to life, pleasure receptors standing to attention. He was deep, testing muscles she’d never used before. Theyached. “Nobody warned me about big personalities.”

A grin curved his mouth as he chuckled. “I adore you, baby. I really do. Now answer the question.” His head ducked to her neck, mouth sucking on the pulse in her throat.

“I’m okay. I’m okay.” She cried out as he sank deeper, his pelvis firmly pressed against hers. Pain peaked, ebbed, died. She blew out a long, relieved breath.

“God, you’re so tight. I can feel you rippling around me, squeezing…” Connor nipped at her throat, her collarbone. His voice was lower, so deep and aroused. “I imagined being inside you, baby, but this…this goes beyond anything I dreamed of.”

Jenna made a soft sound in her throat as he pulled back, thrust forward gently. Fire spread around where they joined, filled her belly as another orgasm sparked to life and began to grow. She tried to move with him, hips lifting as he thrust, falling away as he withdrew.

“Good girl,” he growled, attacking her mouth in a kiss that stole what little breath she had left. “Relax and let me take care of you.”

They danced together, the rhythm smoothing out into a quick beat. Sweat sheened both of them, skin sliding over skin, hands beginning to wander and tease.

Her breath caught sharply as the climax rushed up, swept through her, carried her away. She thought she heard a delighted laugh as pleasure whipped her into a frenzy, spinning her round and round.

Connor thrust harder, faster, those wonderful eyes back on hers with intensity. “This time, baby. Come with me this time.”

Feeling his body tense, the tempo quick and hard now, she locked herself around him and let him guide her up again. She choked on a scream as he plunged deep, holding himself flush against her as her muscles gripped and released, gripped and released.

His own shout of orgasm sounded triumphant, his cock jerking inside her in time with the squeeze of her pussy. He dropped his head against her shoulder, breathing hard, twitching as squeezes calmed to flutters.

Limp, shocked, Jenna’s arms fell away. She felt weightless, a leaf on the wind. She barely registered the heaviness of his sated body holding her down, could only focus on the way their breathing matched, the hard pumping of their hearts. Before they’d slowed, she was asleep.

Chapter Seventeen

Never in his thirty-eight years had sex destroyed him so completely. As in, razed his soul to the ground kind of destruction. His orgasm had ripped heart, mind, and soul out of his body and left him shattered.

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