Page 37 of Their Deviant Love
“Of course. What is it? And do I get to use my new toy on someone?” She blinks up at me.
“Hopefully not. I need you to look into the leads I have. There are five, and one of them will be him,” I tell her.
“Him?” she repeats.
“I had those documents sent to a PI. They’ve traced the name back to five possible matches,” I explain. “I just want you to look over them, dig up any information from social media that you can, see what kind of person he is.”
“Okay. I can do that.” She nods. “Are you curious if he’s anything like you?”
“No.”
“I would be. If I found out I had a sister or brother in the world, I’d be curious for sure,” she says.
“Your father would never abandon his child, Aurora, so I’m pretty sure that’s not something you’ll ever have to worry about.”
“Yeah, he wouldn’t. But we don’t know the circumstances or reasons why your father hid another kid, Connor. We shouldn’t judge until we know.”
“Are you defending my father?” Now I’m confused as fuck.
“No, I’m just saying it’s not this guy’s fault. Do you think he even knows about his birthright?”
“Doubtful. If anyone knew they had a claim to this empire, you really think they wouldn’t come forward? It’s a lot of fucking money, Aurora.”
I don’t think my wife realizes just how wealthy the organization my father, his father, and his father before him built. With each generation, the trusts get bigger. Anyone would want this. Well, anyone but me. For me, it’s nothing but a death sentence.
Chapter Seventeen
Iwake up to something wet on my face. I swat out a hand and it connects with a jaw. My eyes snap open and land on Connor. He shaved. That’s the first thing I notice. The next thing I notice is that he’s dressed. Not just dressed, but he’s wearing a suit.
“What’s going on?” I ask, shooting up in bed. The sheet falls to my waist and I tug it over my bare chest.
“I have to go out for a bit. I left the file I need you to work on. It’s on the dresser,” he says.
“Are you going to be gone long?”
“I’m not sure.” Connor sighs.
“Why are you dressed like that?” I wave my finger up and down his body.
“Like what?” he asks.
“Like a mob boss?” I laugh.
“Princess, I am a mob boss.” Connor smirks down at me in a cockymy shit don’t stinkkind of way. I roll my eyes at him.
When he gets up to leave, my fingers curl into the lapels of his jacket. Damn, he does wear this suit really freaking well. I never thought I’d be so turned on by Connor in a suit and tie.
I pull him downwards until his mouth is on mine. He takes the invitation. His tongue pushes into my mouth, and he ravages me. It’s not a soft or slow kiss. It’s rough, hard, and fast. Both of us fighting for ownership. Both acting as if we’re starved. The thing is Iamactually starved, and this man is what I crave.
My arms close around his neck, pulling him tighter against my body. Connor falls on top of me, and I moan when I feel his hard-on press into my stomach. My core quivers, a slight sting left over from last night’s activities. No matter how much I have this man, it never stops me from wanting him again and again. And again.
“Fuck, it’s going to be a long-ass, boring day without you,” he says into my mouth.
I don’t want to think about having to spend the day without him either, so instead, I tug on the ends of his hair and pull him against me. Deepening the kiss until I can’t possibly get any closer unless I climb out of my own skin and jump into his.
Connor pulls away from my mouth. His lips start making their way south. Usually, I’m all for it. Right now, that’s not what I want. Right now, I want him. I need him.
Pushing on his shoulders, I flip us over so I’m now on top of him. I’m already completely naked. There is just something so hot about being naked while he’s still dressed in this suit. Although he’s probably going to need another one now. I can feel how wet I am, and I’m sitting right on top of him.
