New Game in Town(8)

Connor’s humorless chuckle filled her senses, “You are so hot for this that I know you’re dripping wet.” As if to prove his point, he slipped his hand down her thigh and eased up her skirt. His fingers stole along her quivering leg, his touch hovering at the edge of her lace thong. “Tell me you don’t want this…” his hand slid past the thin barrier and cupped her slick sex.

A lightning rod of desire exploded from her core. Gina felt Connor’s breath hitch at her ear, his voice hoarse with his own desire. “So wet, baby, my fingers could drown in you.” Without any further preamble, she felt his finger probe along her slit. Rocking his arousal along her backside while rubbing his palm over her engorged flesh, he rumbled, “So hot—I can smell your pussy juices.”

His finger entered her in one fast stroke, making her jump back against him. “Jesus, you’re so damn tight around my finger,” he groaned, pulling it out slightly before plunging it back deeper into her, “I can’t wait to get my cock inside here, you’re going to squeeze my dick dry.”

Shaking, her fingers curled into the forearms that held her in place. To protest his high-handedness or to keep them locked around her? She didn’t know which. All that Gina knew was that she was burning up, an arousal so intense consumed her that she thought she was going to go up in flames at the mere sight of the couple on the couch and the feel of her pussy welcoming Connor’s invasion.

The intrepid sexual encounters of her past paled in comparison to the heat that coursed through her now, submerging her in wicked desire. Her hips twisted and squirmed in Connor’s arms. She could feel his thumb work her clit, rubbing the tight nub with a steady pressure bordering on pain. The friction had her squeezing her legs tightly together, her pulsating clit searching for relief from his expert ministrations.

Gina helplessly rubbed her ass against Connor’s hard shaft. The feel of his teeth nipping at her ear, then his hot tongue flitting out to soothe the braised skin had her pussy automatically tightening in response, bringing her closer to climax.

“Oh God! No, no, no, I can’t do this,” she whispered hoarsely in denial, trying to stop the momentum that his masterful touch had already put into motion.

“Yes, you can.” The determined order was said through clenched teeth. “Baby, take the pleasure. That’s it, don’t fight it.”

The orgasm that tore through Gina had her legs giving out from under her. The only thing holding her off the floor was Connor’s strong arms locked around her waist. Shock vibrated through to her core. She had never had an orgasm like the one that engulfed her at the moment. Never had she found even insipid relief with all of her clothes off, never mind on. And she wasn’t even the one who had that hard cock hammering into her!

“That’s it, relax, I’ve got you.” Connor’s arms constricted around her, keeping her securely in place. His lips were now tender, dropping soft caresses along her jawline.

The other woman’s cries of fulfillment mixed with Alex’s guttural groan signaled their tandem release, the couple collapsing against each other, obviously spent.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” questioned Connor, his voice still rough with need. The feel of his arousal still pressing against her was proof that, of the four of them in the club, he was the only one who hadn’t found any relief.

Gina’s throat constricted at his endearment and apparent concern for her welfare, leaving her incapable of responding.

She felt him reach into his pants pocket. He wiped the soft cotton handkerchief at the apex of her legs, cleaning her cum off her smooth skin before he wiped his own hand clean.

Delicately, Connor pulled her skirt down from her waist and smoothed it back into place. Only then did he turn Gina in his arms and lift her chin so that they were face-to-face. Something flashed over his features, then his expression softened with tenderness.

Gina looked at him with a surge of warmth. He had brought her body to fulfillment without a thought to his own pleasure. Even though his body was taut with need, he held her carefully within his arms.

Connor lowered his head and placed exquisitely soft kisses over her lips and along her cheeks to finally land near her earlobe.

Nipping on the delicate flesh, Connor whispered, “Ah baby, it was magic having you come in my arms like that.”

“But you didn’t…” Embarrassment had her words trailing off.

“Yeah, I know.” Connor tightened his arms around her while he rubbed his still stiff cock against her belly. He continued on a deep groan, “Trust me, I know. But this was for you, baby. I can wait, but just barely. Later we’ll…”