you. I’ve been fucking you all night and all morning, and I just keep wanting more and more of you.”
Sweet heavens. She felt the same way about him.
“Okay…so, um…I occasionally work for Kidnap Fantasies. I had no idea you would be my client.”
The hand against her pussy stilled. Ouch! Her confession had hurt him. She continued. “And I enjoy being kidnapped. It’s an adrenaline rush for me. It makes me horny. It makes it easier for me to have sex with the strange men…or women I’ve been assigned to.”
To her surprise, he chuckled. “Seeing you horny makes me horny.”
“You’re not upset?”
“No fucking way. And to prove it…” He whipped aside the sheets covering him, giving her a glimpse of his scarred legs before he stood and padded over to her side of the bed.
God! She couldn’t believe how easily he’d just accepted she was an employee of Kidnap Fantasies or that she’d admitted she had a kidnap fetish. She’d never told any of her previous boyfriends. Nor any of her sisters.
Connor just didn’t seem to care that she’d entertained other men and women in this same way. Obviously he was prepared to take her any way he could get her. But was it just for this holiday weekend? Or did he want her forever as she wanted him?
Her pussy creamed at the lusty look in his green eyes. Her lower belly clenched at the hard, pulsing cock protruding from the nest of pubic hair. 33
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“I can see you’re all ready for some more action,” she teased.
“As you’ve probably already noticed, Tangle. I’m always ready for you.”
Oh baby! She’d noticed.
Coming around to her side of the bed he whipped the cozy comforters aside allowing the cool air in the bedroom to splash over her nakedness.
“It’s cold!” she cried out. They’d been so busy fucking they hadn’t set the fires in the fireplaces or turned up the heat. She tried to scramble away onto his side of the bed, to dive under the covers, but he caught her around the waist. He easily picked her up.
“We’ll generate our own heat,” he growled as he carried her into the bathroom.
“Please let me down, you’ll hurt yourself. Your legs—”
“I’ll hurt more if I don’t fuck you now,” he growled as he set her down on her feet just outside the shower. As if sensing she would try to escape and head back for the warmth of the bed he kept a strong muscular arm anchored around her waist as he adjusted the water taps.
A moment later he literally swept her off her feet and settled her in a standing position in the deep bathtub. He quickly positioned her in front of the showerhead and she cried out as lusciously hot water slammed onto her tender breasts.
“Raise your arms behind your head. Keep them there. I’m going to remove the butt plug.”
She didn’t even hesitate to follow his strangled order. Clasping her hands behind her neck, her breath literally halted in her throat as needle pricks of pressure slammed without mercy onto her breasts. She watched her nipples blush—felt the butt plug move ever so slowly out of her.
“Hold on a sec. Have to lube.” He grabbed the tube of lube hanging on the showerhead.
While she waited for him fear zipped through her arousal as a thought struck her. Connor’s cock was so big. So thick.
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Would he fit inside her ass?
Her fear turned into arousal again as a moment later his lubed cock head suddenly pressed between her ass cheeks against her anal hole. He pressed hard and a moment later he passed through her sphincter muscle.
Oh boy, he certainly was big.
His cock stretched her ass sweetly. A pleasure-burn burst through her. She moaned at the sensual impact. Her hands clasped harder against the back of her neck. She gritted her teeth and held herself still. When he’d buried his entire shaft deep inside her, she could barely breathe from her excitement. She cried out as his hot hands gripped her hips, his fingers dug into her flesh as he began