Page 31 of Should've Been Us
“Shutup.”
“It was never going to be him for you. He can’t handle you. Never had a clue what to do with all that wild, untapped energy inside you, but I do. I get you. I match you. Now that you’re finally starting to realize that you know, just like I do, that it always should’ve beenus.”
She snorted, “A match? You think we’re a match? We’re more like fire andgasoline.”
“Mmm.” Connor smirked, his body brushing against hers suggestively, his voice low and husky and just at her ear, “Just imagine theexplosion.”
“Stop it.” She whispered but her voice was too soft to be adeterrent.
Her breathing had sped up and it didn’t have a thing to do with the dancing. It was him. His hands on her body. His masculine scent in her nose. His heat radiating all around her. Her body reacted to him and to his taunts that had begun to feel more likepromises.
Sierra was right. All the fighting they did? It definitely felt like foreplaynow.
“Just admit what your body already knows. You want me just as bad as I wantyou.”
“You’re delusional.” She shot back the only thing she could think of because her body was a traitorous bitch and even her mind felt cloudy in hispresence.
“You want to talk delusional? You’re so wound up just from that one kiss, from thinking about it, about me, I bet I could make you come within minutes of touching you. Tell me I’m wrong.” He all but dared her to deny it but she managed to roll hereyes.
“Minutes? What am I? Fastfood?”
He chuckled at that, “Fine. I’ll get you off fast the first time and then I’ll take it slow. I’ll make you come so many times you lose count. I bet nobody’s ever given you multipleorgasms.”
“You’re an arrogant bastard.” She sniffed at him defensively, worried he would see right through her, “I’ll have you know Barney gets me off as fast as I need him to, as many times as I want. He makes me come so hard I seestars.”
“Barney?” His voice was practically a growl, “Who the hell is Barney? You got a big purple friend I don’t knowabout?”
“Mmhmm.” She blinked up at him as innocently as she could because if he thought he could tease her, then two could play at that game, “A big, purple headed friend that hits spots you couldn’t find with a map andcompass.”
“Jesus Christ.” He muttered under his breath and she barely contained a giggle when he tilted his head to the sky as if he was looking for patience. His blue eyes were hot when he finally looked back at her. “Your vibrator? You named your vibratorBarney.”
“Seemed fitting.” She shrugged. “He’s big and purple and all about making me feelgood.”
Lulu bit her lip when Connor groaned. She could feel his cock pressing against her belly even through their clothes. Her panties were damp from the game they were playing. If she was honest with herself, he was right and she’d been wet from the moment he touched her. She had to clench her thighs together when he licked his lips and pinned her with a look of blatantdesire.
“Fuck, baby.” He was practically panting, “Just thinking about you laid out in bed, naked, pleasuring yourself, it’s so fucking hot. I want to see that so damnbad.”
Had he just called herbaby?
She blinked, frowned, then blinked at him again. That was not at all the response she’d expected out of him. And just like that, the game twisted right out of her control and she realized she’d lost whatever upper hand she’d thought shehad.
She shook her head, “Not achance.”
“Someday you’ll show me.” Connor sighed, “Someday you’re going to show me everything that gets youoff.”
She let out a shaky breath. She had no reply for that. Her denials were beginning to sound forced even toherself.
“Do you know how much it turns me on thinking about watching you fuck yourself with that big, purple friend ofyours?”
Lulu swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry as images of that looped through her mind. She could barely hear above the blood pounding in her ears. Her breasts had swelled with anticipation. She could feel it in the tightening of her dress. It turned her on too, thinking about Connor watching her, but still she tried to right hercourse.
“Doesn’t the idea of me getting off without you make you… I don’t know…” She trailed off when he cocked an eyebrow ather.
“Jealous? Hell yeah. I’m jealous of a sex toy right now. I want to be the one giving you pleasure. I want to be the one making you moan. I want it to be my name you scream when you come apart. But if you want to play with your purple friend, you just let me know when and where. I’ll watch you play until you drive me out of my mind and then I’ll claim your ass while you fuck yourself on yourtoy.”
Lulu’s breath hitched and Connor smirked. She was definitely the one panting by the time he finished that little fantasy but she tried to hide it. Her cheeks felt red, the flush coasting down her neck and warming her entire body. The ache between her thighs was downright irritating and she needed relief but she refused to let Connor knowthat.
“You’re not planting a flag in my ass like Columbus discovering a new world,Connor.”
