“Baby girl, I’m going to come so hard for you,” he growled as his thrusts became shorter but harder.
“Fuck,” he hissed as he found his release, grunting softly as he slowed down to a complete stop, his eyes on mine, so dark and hazy and filled with lust.
“I fucking love you, Darcey,” he whispered before collapsing on top of me.
“I love you,” I replied, his mouth moving over my lips.
I was his.
Completely and utterly his.
We laid for a moment before he pulled me into him, wrapping his heavy arms around me, not letting me go “you okay?” he whispered in my ear.
“I’m amazing” I whispered back.
He kissed my neck, squeezing me tighter as I fell into a deep sleep cocooned in his arms.
CONOR
I laid there, my heart drumming in my chest. Placing my hand over it as I tried to still it. I rolled my head to the side looking at her, laying there, still naked, her skin glistening.
She was so fucking beautiful.
Her blonde hair fanned out behind her, her crystal blue eyes on me, an adorable smile on her face.
I reached over for her, rubbing my thumb over her cheek as she nuzzled into my hand.
“Morning baby girl, you okay?” I asked, now rolling onto my side, wanting to know how she was feeling.
“Morning” she smiled her beautiful smile at me “I am,” she said, rolling into me. My arms wrapped around her, pulling her close to me. I placed a kiss on her nose and breathed in her scent.
She was intoxicating.
Addicting.
“Come with me,” I muttered standing up, holding my hand out for her to take.
I led her through to my bathroom, turning the light on. I turned the shower on, letting the water run warm before stepping under it, pulling her under with me.
Her eyes darted down, then flicked up to mine, wide and scared when she looked in-between her legs.
“It’s normal,” I re-assured her, picking up a flannel and running it under the shower, lathering it with my shower gel. I started at her neck, washing her skin, watching the suds bubble over her.
I dragged it down to her breasts, going over each one delicately before moving it in-between her legs to clean her up, rinsing the flannel back under the shower and putting more soap on it, handing it to her for her to clean me.
I stood out the shower as she swapped places with me before washing me down. She stopped at the tattoo of the girl in the centre of my stomach, her eyes burning into it before bringing them up to mine.
She realised.
Realised that the tattoo was her.
I looked down at her, the water dripping down my face as she stepped closer to me, her arms around my neck as she reached on to her tiptoes as she kissed me.
My tongue pushed in-between her lips as our tongues entwined with one another. Her hands dropped from my neck as she ran them down my chest, down to my torso then stopped just above my dick.
She pulled her mouth from mine. “Can I do something for you?” she asked, her naivety showing.
“What do you want to do?” I asked, smirking down at her.
“To touch you.”
I took her hand and put it on my cock.
“There, you’ve touched me.” I laughed, she let out a giggle and shook her head before wrapping her fingers round me, moving her hand up and down, slowly making my dick twitch.
“Darcey...”
Her hand moved quicker as she got a reaction from me and I groaned at her. I just wanted to clean her, shower her and snuggle up to her.
The desire grew inside me.
I needed her.
I grabbed her wrist, my fingers wrapping around it and pulling her hand away, shaking my head.
I pushed her back against the wall, running my hands under her arse, my fingers gliding across her creases, a smirk on my face before I kissed her. It was hungry and full of want. I lifted her effortlessly and held her against the wall, her toned, long legs wrapped round my waist.
I dropped one hand from underneath her as I grabbed the base of my cock and lined it up at her opening as I pushed my hips into her slowly, taking my time to fill her completely. I rocked my hips into her as she gasped, she was so tight.
I growled as I picked up the pace of my thrusts, a moan leaving her as her head dropped forward.
“Look at me,” I growled out.
Her head lifted up as she did as I asked. Low groans were escaping me as I felt myself getting close to my release. She moaned again as I felt her clamp around me.
“I’m going to make you come,” I whispered in her ear, my hips rocking into her slower now, taking my time to let her build.
“Conor,” she moaned loudly. I crashed my lips to her, and she bit down on my lip as the pleasure coursed through her.
“Conor,” she called again, and this time I thrust into her faster and harder as she clamped down around me.
“Fuck,” she hissed as her hips started moving with mine, sending me over the edge as I came hard, pumping myself inside her as she came with me.
Her head flopped onto my chest, her breathing fast as I gently placed her down.
I tilted her head back, smiling at her. “Fuck, Darcey.” I sighed, pushing her hair away from her face.
“Fuck, Conor,” she moaned back at me, smiling her gorgeous smile.
I swooped her up, carrying her to my bed and dropping her gently before covering her up as I scooted in next to her. I placed my arms over her, pulling her closer to me as I nuzzled into her hair, her body going heavy as she fell asleep in my arms.
DARCEY
Robyn came over on Saturday morning and perched herself on my bed as she waited for all the juicy gossip. I sat down next to her, aching in new places but blissfully happy.
“Before I spill…” I smirked. “Did anything happen with you?” I raised my eyebrows at her as I took a sip of my tea.
“No… I wanted it to,” she admitted.
I winced. “Not that, you know, I really want to know about what happened between you and my brother, but...”
“Ha, don’t worry, if something did happen, I would tell you, but I would spare the details.” She smiled at me.
“Good to know.” I laughed, putting my thumb up at her before I shook my head gently.
“So, come on, tell me about Conor. I want to know everything.”
“Well,” I said shyly, biting my lip, “I don’t even know where to start.”
“Why don’t you start by telling me why you skipped out of prom early.” Her eyes narrowed on me, her brows raised.
“Because, I couldn’t wait any longer, the tension was off the charts and the heat between us was combustible. Honestly, Robyn, it was unreal. Even talking about it now is making my stomach knot.” I sighed, taking a sip of tea, trying to calm my mind.
“Really?” she asked, taking a sip of her own tea.
“Yeah, it's mad. I thought what I felt for him was just pure hate and he probably felt the same, but something had to give. Something changed the night of my birthday, he became a completely different person. Then it just went from there...” I trailed off.
“Mate, you are not fobbing me off with that story. This is about the night you had sex with Connor fucking Royce, I want details. I don’t want any stone left unturned.” A snarky grin was on her face, her eyes boring into mine as she sat waiting, fidgeting on the spot.