Page 28 of Knot That Difficult

“Going to come in you,” he breathes, his movements becoming jerky. “Going to fill that tight ass—fuck.”

“Give it to me,” I beg. “Please.”

With a final thrust, Connor lets out a deep, sexy growl, and his cock stiffens inside me. I collapse against the desk, resting my chest and elbows on it while he pumps his cum into me.

I grin like a psycho, my lips spread against the mahogany with my smile.

I’m so fucking excited for our new Omega.

He pulls out before he can fully knot into me, then collapses against me with his chest to my back. “I’m supposed to be working,” he huffs, trying to sound mad. “You distracted me, and then you made a mess.”

I snort. “You’ll live, babe.”

He sighs deeply. “I guess.”

We stay there for a few moments, with Connor pressing gentle kisses to my back. His purr sounds behind me, and I close my eyes in bliss.

I’m still so honored he purrs for me. He doesn’t need to, yet it comes naturally for him.

I haven’t ever been able to, not without an Omega.

But I have a feeling that will be changing soon.

“By the way,” I add, “I’m heading out in a bit. I’ll be back later.”

“Oh?” I turn around as Connor zips his pants up.

It’s such a shame he doesn’t stay naked more often; the man is fuckinggorgeous.

Why hide such a perfect body?

I grin. “Yup. I’ll be back later, pumpkin.” I decided on a new nickname for him—pumpkin, because of his copper hair. I know he’ll hate it.

“Pumpkinis new. Where are you going?”

I reach for the box of tissues on the desk and begin to clean myself up. “Out. Nowhere important,” I tease.

“Ace.” He narrows his eyes, and my stomach does a flip. I’m already hard again. We could go for round two.

Or ten.

“Connor,” I mimic.

“Where are you going?”

I shrug. “To buy my boyfriend a present for giving me a phenomenal dicking down.”

The smirk doesn’t leave my face, and Connor continues to look unamused. “Is that so?” he deadpans.

“Only the best for my pumpkin.”

“You’re going to visither, aren’t you?”

Connor’s slightly taller than me, so it’s always fun to stand on my tiptoes to kiss him. He doesn’t kiss me back.

As much as I love him, I love messing with him, too.

“You’re so uptight sometimes, baby. Can’t a guy go out and buy something for his boyfriend?”

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