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Phoenix Rising(47)

By:Kaitlin Maitland


Jessa’s entire being rested on that one moment in time. All of the confidence she’d gained in the week of freedom since Will, her pride, her belief in Connor, it all depended upon how he reacted to Kitty’s blatant invitation.

She idly wondered how her heart had become entangled so quickly.

Connor gave Kitty a look of pure, unadulterated disdain. “Alex doesn’t much care what kind of women he fucks. He takes the pretty ones and the ugly ones and enjoys them all the same. But me,” Connor paused and held out a hand to Jessa. “I like my women perfect.”

The hand she offered him in return trembled. He enveloped it in his warm palm and pulled her close. A sense of acute relief flooded Jessa’s limbs when Connor pressed her along the length of his big frame. Every curve and angle of his body was a blessedly familiar balm.

Heedless of their audience, or perhaps because of it, Connor lifted Jessa and pulled her legs around his waist. She gasped when her crotch pressed against the thickness of the erection beneath his pants. There was nothing between her and his heat but a thin scrap of red satin. It was still too much. Jessa wanted to strip naked and demand he do the same.

“Alex, don’t forget to lock up before you all leave,” Connor said over his shoulder as he carried Jessa toward the stairs and his apartment.





Chapter Fifteen



“Did you forget everything I told you this morning?” Connor asked once she was naked in the middle of his bed.

Jessa sighed. “Maybe just a little.”

“I wouldn’t fuck that little bitch with someone else’s dick,” Connor grumbled.

“What?”

“You heard me. She’s so damn scrawny I’d break her in one thrust.”

Jessa burst into laughter and Connor paused to let the wonderful sound wash over him. Her laughter was an acute relief after the horrifying looks of chagrin he’d been catching on her face all night.

He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. “I knew I should’ve thrown them out.”

“Stop growling about it, Connor. I’m glad you didn’t. I’m going to enjoy remembering the look on Kitty’s face for the rest of my life.”

“Good,” he grunted. “I’m glad something worthwhile came out of tonight.”

Jessa howled in delight. “And then Alex left her panting and half naked right there in the middle of the bar!”

“He’s always had debatable taste.”

Jessa sobered. “Most every eligible male I’ve ever met thinks Kitty is the hottest thing since sliced bread, Connor. Hell, even the ineligible ones want her.”

Connor didn’t bother to refute her belief. The only way to combat her warped sense of beauty was to prove her wrong. Reaching for her hand, he pressed it over his thick erection. “I told you before; my cock has been hard since you walked into my bar, Jessa. But I was afraid it was permanently damaged when that bag of bones tried to play games with me.”

Jessa’s low laugh complimented the sexy sparkle in her hazel eyes. Instead of removing her hand from his crotch, she made quick work of his zipper. Connor groaned when she hooked her thumbs into the waist of his trousers and slid both those and his boxer briefs to the floor.

“You’re so fucking hard, Connor,” Jessa murmured as she wrapped both hands around his shaft.

“Baby, I can’t be any other way with you around.”

Connor braced his weight on the balls of his feet and just managed to stay upright as the crown of his cock disappeared into Jessa’s warm mouth. Her luminous eyes met his as she laved her tongue around the thick head and suckled a bead of moisture from the tiny slit at the tip.

Connor’s groan rippled across the room like thunder. “Yes, baby, suck me harder.”

A sensuous smile tilted her mouth upward before she pulled his cock all the way into her mouth. The tip of Connor’s sensitive crown bumped the back of her throat and his knees nearly buckled.

Jessa pulled back and sent him a heated look from beneath her lashes. “Fuck my mouth, Connor. I want to taste your sweet cum,” Her feminine moan sent shockwaves vibrating down the length of his cock.

Tangling his hands in her thick honey-colored hair, Connor bucked his hips forward. She groaned and mewled as her suctioning mouth made little popping noises with each of his brutal thrusts.

Pure torture and intense pleasure mingled until Connor was mindless to anything but the feel of her hot, wet mouth on his throbbing cock. Her clever tongue swirled little patterns against his flange as he plunged in and out of her throat. Purple veins bulged on the surface of his shaft as the blood rushed in to make it thicker, longer, hotter, and ready to burst inside Jessa.