The Bad Boys' Reluctant Woman(18)

Biting her lip, she pulled the shirt up over her head. As she pulled it off the last little way, Connor stood in front of her. He stared into her eyes. The bra she wore was not a lovely piece of silk. It had been a white bra, but with the number of times she’d washed the damn thing it had turned grey. Her cheeks went red with embarrassment.

“Are you wishing you’d found someone else?” she asked.

His hand against her cheek forced her to look at him. Why were they always doing that?

“Do you really think we’re as shallow as that?”

“I don’t really know you,” she said.

“Then we’ll show you how little your underwear means to us.”

She gasped as he flicked the catch at the front. Her bra sprang open, and her tits fell out. The warm air brushed across her nipples. For the first time Connor’s gaze left her eyes, and he stared at her chest.

“May I?” he asked.

Unsure what he wanted, she agreed for him to do anything. His rough palm held the weight of her breast in his hand. She sucked in her lips to stop herself from begging for more. Both of his hands cupped her breasts. Her eyes closed to absorb every sensation.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said.

“You like them.”

“Baby, I can’t wait to see you above me. I want to watch them bounce as you take my dick inside your cunt.”

He yanked her close and covered her lips with his.

The touch of his clothing rubbed her nipples, making them incredibly sensitive.

Connor pulled back, running his thumb along her lip. “Allow me.”

He knelt before her, his fingers going to the button of her jeans. She stood, shaking at him being so close. The light in the bathroom showcased everything she had to offer. Her whole body tensed as the sound of the zipper echoed around the room.

His hands pulled her jeans down her legs. She followed the jeans, watching as her body was exposed for him to see.

“You look amazing,” he said. His hands ran up her thighs. She blushed wondering if she still had some cellulite around the back.

Zoe was about to tell him to stop when he grabbed her panties and pulled them down. She stood naked before him. Her hands lay by her sides as she didn’t have a clue how to deal with them.

“Look at me, Zoe,” Connor said. She hadn’t even realised she’d closed her eyes until he said her name.

She opened her eyes and stared down at him. “To me, you’re beautiful.” He stood up and cupped her cheeks with both of his hands. “You’re beautiful.”

He kissed her lips before helping her into the bath. She sat down into the tub. The warmth finally seeped into her bones and warmed her through.

Connor knelt beside the tub. Neither spoke for a few minutes. She basked in his attention. His hand moved along the water playing with her finger tips. The connection she felt with him was unlike anything she’d ever experienced.

Zoe knew she felt something for all three men. Jake was the most outgoing of the three, while Brent appeared to be the most dangerous. Looking at Connor, Zoe knew he really was the most dangerous out of all the boys. He was quiet and attentive. She saw the darkness inside him and knew part of him had been lost along the way. Zoe saw and recognised it as a part of her had been lost along the way, too.

“How come you never ask me questions?” she asked.

“I never expect you to answer them. Why ask questions I know you’ll never answer?”

“You’re evading my question.”

He chuckled. Connor grabbed her hand lifting it up to lay a kiss on the inside of her palm. She was naked in the tub, and with Connor she no longer felt self-conscious.

“Some answers are not worth the pain.”

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Connor knew she wanted something more from him. He’d purposefully not asked any questions as he knew only with time would she talk about her past. He watched her in the bath tub. His cock was thick and aching with need. She looked so damn beautiful and tempting. He wondered if he could take a picture of her and send it to Jake and Brent to show them what they were missing out on.

“You know the other two care about you,” he said. They should have been here with him. Zoe was meant to be their woman. He felt it down to his soul. Whenever she was near, the darkness inside him began to disappear. The shame he felt slowly eased out of him as if it wasn’t there.

“I was in the foster care system,” she said. He stared at her, shocked by her words.

“I know.”

He watched her lick her lips and tuck some hair behind her ear. Connor took note of her hand shaking. She’d drawn her legs up tight against her chest. “My parents died during a hit and run. They’d dropped me off at a friend’s house while they went out a date.”