Page 27 of Their Deviant Love
“But they’re not working against yours.” She shrugs.
“Youaremy family.” I was raised to put the organization above anyone else, but that’s not ever going to happen when it comes to this woman. She is the reason I’m fighting so fucking hard to beat the odds against us.
“And you’re mine,” Aurora says. “Whatever you need me to do, I’ll do it.”
“I’m going to coordinate a flight out of here,” I tell her.
“Connor?”
“Yeah?”
“We don’t have bags. What do you want me to do with all this stuff?” she asks, looking at the pile of shit she just threw on the bed.
“Leave it,” I say as I grab my laptop and book a jet under our aliases. Then I send Patty a message.
Me: Flying back.
I hold out a hand to Aurora. “You ready?”
“To leave paradise? No. But let’s do it.” She smiles at me.
“I’ll bring you back,” I promise her as we walk out of the villa.
I booked a larger jet this time. I wanted to make sure there was a bedroom. We’re about to land and had to take our seats againafterusing that bedroom.
“Connor, we need to find another doctor. Get your results from Dr. Morgan and follow through with everything she was telling us,” Aurora says. “Oh, maybe there are specialists in Dublin. I’m going to look it up. I’ll find someone.” She pulls that fucking phone Dante gave her out of her pocket.
“Princess, we’re in the air. That’s not going to work,” I tell her.
“There’s Wi-Fi.” She looks at me like I’m stupid, and I laugh.
“You can’t log into the Wi-Fi. You need to wait until we land. The security program your cousin used needs cellular data, not Wi-Fi.”
“Oh, okay. Well, when we land, I will find you a doctor who can deal with this fucking Irish thing you have.”
“Maybe try to hide your disdain for the Irish while we’re inIreland, babe. You are supposed to be their queen, after all.”
“I’myourqueen. I don’t give two shits about anyone else.” She looks at me. “But I don’t dislike the Irish. I happen to have a craving forIrishsausage right now.”
“Fucking hell.” I look back towards the bedroom. The jet is about to land. She needs to be buckled in. That doesn’t mean I can’t fulfill her needs, though.
“Spread your thighs for me,” I tell her.
“Seriously? Here?” she asks as her legs open wider.
I happen to know she’s not wearing panties under her skirt, because I’ve got them in my back pocket already. My hand lands on her knee and starts upwards, to the promised land. “I love how smooth your skin always is.”
“It’s called shaving. You should try it sometime.” Aurora rubs a palm over the stubble on my jaw. “Actually, I’m kind of digging thefive o’clock shadowthing on you.”
My hand slides between her wet lips and I press down on her clit. I circle it before moving towards her opening and shoving two fingers in as far as I can get them.
Chapter Thirteen
Connor’s lips make their way up my neck to my ear. “I love how responsive your pussy is to my touch. So fucking wet for me.” His fingers pull out, and then he shoves them back inside.
My teeth bite down into my bottom lip to stop my throat from moaning out loud. It’s not easy. Connor has a map to allthe buttons in my body, and he hits them every single time he pushes those fingers inside me.
“Your pussy is sucking me deeper, trying to keep me there. Greedy little thing, isn’t it?” Connor whispers. “Don’t worry, princess. I’ll feed it.” He bites down on my earlobe.
