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slid inside without warning, tasting her, and she gasped, tilting her head back and angling her hips for him. Her body reeled. “Connor.”
    He alternated between spearing her slit and teasing her clit.
    Desire built within her, and she tightened her grip on his hair. “Stop, I need you in me.”
    He paused and his gaze rose to her face. After one more sweep of his tongue over her clit, he pulled away. He dug through his wallet, and the ripping of a wrapper broke the silence. He stood with a condom sheathing his firm cock, much bigger than the men she’d been with before.
    Biting her lower lip, she lifted her gaze to his. His wicked grin lit up his face. “Like what you see, sweetheart?” His deep voice had an almost purring quality to it.
    She nodded, unable to speak, and spread her legs wider.
    Connor held her hips, pulling her toward him. He nudged his cock against her opening before sliding into her inch by delicious inch. She couldn’t suppress the moan that came to her lips.
    When he was all the way inside, he pressed a kiss against her lips. His kisses always melted her. She tasted herself on his tongue. He moved slowly at first, pulling back from her and then sliding in again. His pace sped up, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist, hanging onto him so she wouldn’t fall off the counter. Not like she had reason to fear that. She should be more afraid of him crushing her against the countertop than sliding off. Besides, something about him made her feel like he wouldn’t let anything happen to her.
    She pressed kisses against his neck and shoulder as he thrust within her, driving her closer to the edge.
    He drove moans from her lips as he thrust all the way into her before sliding almost all the way out again and back in, varying the way he rocked his hips, almost like he was searching for something. She gasped as he moved his cock within her quicker now, and she nearly swooned at the immediate pleasure rushing through her.
    “Holy crap,” she whispered. “Whatever you’re doing…don’t stop.”
    He chuckled, and it sounded strained. “Believe me, Angel. If I don’t stop soon, I’ll come.”
    Just like that, her body tumbled toward climax. She tossed her head back, bumping it against the cabinet. Waves of pleasure crashed into her, and she cried out, not afraid if the neighbors heard.
    Connor groaned and shoved into her with a few more quick thrusts before holding himself there. His groans and quick breathing told her that he was coming as well. Sweat slicked her skin, and she’d have to clean the counter thoroughly before even considering cooking in the kitchen again, but none of that mattered. Even if there couldn’t be a future for them, she’d treasure this moment between them for the rest of her life.
    Angelique panted and leaned her head against the cabinet. Her muscles were deliciously weak.
    Connor rested his head against her breasts, his own panting breath harsh against the quiet. His hands slid from her thighs and wrapped around her lower back.
    She ran her hand through his hair and glanced up at the ceiling, waiting for enough energy to move. Now that they’d made love, she found the idea of turning him away again harder. But it’d be safer for both of them.
    A loud bang sounded from her bedroom, and Angelique cursed. If Kira messed up her bathroom, she’d be furious. She pushed against Connor’s shoulders, and he slowly moved back.
    He cocked his head and frowned at her. “What was that?”
    She didn’t say anything. Hurrying toward the bedroom, she glared at Connor when he started to walk around her. No, no, no! He couldn’t find out about Kira after what they’d experienced. This evening had turned around, all things considered, until now. She placed her palm against his chest and shook her head. “I’ll handle this. Go pour us another glass of wine.” Her gaze dipped to take in his cock before jerking back up to his face. “Put your