Connor (The Kendall Family Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

Connor,” she said, turning on her best smile.
    His eyes sparkled. “Goodnight, Sophia.”
    “Goodnight.”

Chapter 3 – Safe Harbor
    Connor entered his master suite, shutting the door while sighing in relief and regret. One hand touched his bulge and he groaned. He needed release, so he locked the door, though the idea of her walking in on him piqued his interest. He yanked off his shirt and furiously undid his belt buckle, waistband button, and pants zipper. With a quick jerk, shorts and underwear fell around his ankles and his boner sprang free, standing big, tall, and proud in the dim light. It throbbed with each heartbeat, so sensitive with desire that even the way it swayed as he walked to the bed stimulated him. He threw back the silk sheets and lay on his back, yanking off his socks to lie nude.
    Memories of Sophia danced behind his closed eyelids. Her smile, that laughter, those twinkling green eyes, that flash of red hair. Then he remembered the spatter of blood, the look of fear, the shadow of something dark hovering around her. His heart ached and he glanced at the gun safe. Once done on the bed, he’d load a gun. Another gun was cocked and loaded now, a generous line of precum oozing from its tip to his flat stomach.
    He spread the precum around the head, his cock throbbing. One hand worked the shaft, balls lifting and falling with the motion. He wrapped a second fist around himself, already so close to cuming that he had to pause moments later, the first orgasm leaving him bemused. He kept from ejaculating by holding still, savoring the pulses of pleasure spreading through his balls, anus, and belly. Licking two fingers, he slid them past his neatly trimmed, almost hairless sac to his perineum. Massaging this quickly brought him to a second orgasm without ejaculation. The arousal spread farther down his legs and up his belly as if he was preparing himself for a full-body rapture.
    Connor changed his grip, the new sensation bringing him toward the edge again. This time he pushed past the limit, losing control. For a moment, he hovered in that magical place between the point of no return and the impending eruption, anticipation making his body tingle from scalp to fingers and toes. In a rush, his balls coiled, his anus clenched, his mouth and eyes widened, and then a fountain of cum surged from his cock, splattering on the headboard. Subsequent throbs pumped more onto his cheek, then his chest, his abs, and finally oozed out in a thick trickle over his cock’s head and down the shaft, over his thumb. Connor’s body spasmed throughout, the muscles tight, a flood of pleasure filling him. The years of practice stifling all sounds due to guests in other rooms kept Sophia from hearing his ecstasy.
    “Oh, my God,” he whispered, going limp. He felt woozy. Sleep loomed over him, but he cleaned himself and the headboard up and slipped on some underwear so the silk sheets wouldn’t continue stimulating his hard-on. He drifted off serenely, imagining Sophia snuggling beside him.
    Sometime later, a quiet knocking slowly woke him. He thought it was a dream before recognizing Sophia’s voice at the door, murmuring his name. He sat up, looking for a pair of shorts to put on.
    Sophia was about to knock again when the door suddenly opened, revealing a bare-chested Connor. The sight of him in the dim light rattled her in a different way than what had brought her to his door. The brief sleep had ruffled his short hair so that her hands ached to run through it. He was lean and smooth, the nape of his neck and Adam’s apple beckoning her lips. His washboard abs caught the shadows, adding definition, a small line of hair descending under the waistband of his shorts and drawing her eyes to his package.
    She began, “I, um, I’m sorry to bother you.”
    “It’s no bother.” His voice sounded deeper than she remembered.
    “I...I heard a noise. Downstairs. I know the alarm is on, but…I just…”
    He stepped into the