Page 120 of Brutal Knight

We’re back home suddenly, the car coming to a stop before I realize we’re there. As soon as he parks, Connor drags me off his cock. He pulls me up to him, one hand on my chin, and kisses me ravenously.

Just when I think he might devour me whole, he tears away, yanking his car door open. I don’t wait for him. I nearly jump out of the car, racing to the door before he even does. I only get a few steps into the house before he shuts the door behind us and follows me. Teddy looks up from his place on the rug by the couch, huffing in greeting.

The heat of Connor’s body burns my back as he comes up behind me.

We don’t make it far. Halfway up the stairs, his arms pull me in from behind. He kisses me, and I crane my neck to deepen it, grinding back against him. I’m so wet and so hot with need. I feel like I’ve been waiting forever.

His pants are still hanging open, his cock hot against my ass, and I moan when he drags the skirt of my dress up. We’re skin to skin now, and the feel of it makes me want him so much more.

I almost open my mouth to beg him. I want him so fucking badly, and I don’t want to wait to make it up the stairs. I just need him now.

He must read my mind, because he bends me over the banister.

“Gonna fuck you now,” he grinds out. “Can’t wait. I need to be inside you.”

I barely feel the wooden bar press against my chest before the head of his cock nudges at my entrance. He slides along my pussy a few times, slick with his need and mine. My thighs tremble in anticipation.

“Connor, please! Hard and fast. You won’t hurt me. I can take it. I can take anything you give me. Just… please!”

I reach back to grab at him, my fingers digging into his legs. I feel like my heart is going so fast it’s not even beating. I can barely stand at all.

He finally plunges inside me, and I cry out in pleasure, my hands curling on the banister. I grip it as tight as I can as he slams into me, fucking me hard. It’s all I can do to hold on.

“So good,” he groans. “So. Fucking. Good.”

One of his hands digs into my ass, fingers pressing, and the other reaches for my chest. He has my breast in his hand, my nipple rolling under his finger. I can’t even form words anymore, can’t tell him that I love it or I want more. I feel weak, only able to pant and moan as he thrusts in and out.

His hand moves to my neck, sliding just under my chin and tilting my head back, pulling me toward him. My legs are burning from how far apart I’ve moved them, opening myself as wide as I can to let him inside me. All I can hear is the sound of him slamming into me, the sound of his skin hitting mine.

I haven’t even come yet and I feel oversensitive, the pleasure so intense that there are tears in my eyes.

“You like this?” he rasps. “Tell me how it feels, angel.”

“Full. So full of you,” I pant. “I can feel you everywhere. So big, stretching me open. I needmore.”

“I’ve got you.”

His voice is low as his hand slips between us, going right to the spot where his cock slides in and out of my pussy. He slicks his fingers with my arousal, then moves his hand to my ass. When he works a thick digit inside me and then another, stretching me out, I’m so overwhelmed that I can barely think straight.

He slams into me harder, his fingers plunging inside me, and I nearly come.

“Do you want me to fuck this gorgeous ass again? Do you want my cock here instead of my fingers?”

“Yes!” I scream. “Yes!”

“Good. Because I want every part of you. And after I come in your pussy, I’m going to come in your ass. I want my cum dripping from every one of your holes. My perfect, beautiful wife.Mine.”

His filthy, possessive words wash over me, sending arousal shooting through me. My toes curl as he bends over me and sucks at my neck, and I feel my arms shake, my legs weak. I know I don’t have long.

I come hard all at once with his cock and his fingers inside me. It feels glorious as I tighten around him, each rush and spasm making me feel every contour of his cock. As ecstasy pours through me, he slams harder into me, making the orgasm white-hot and blinding.

He finishes right after me, spilling heat inside me, his hands slipping around my hips and digging into me, holding me in place. He thrusts a few more times, fucking his cum deep inside me, and I shudder beneath him.

In the aftermath, he pulls me to him, arms winding around me. I feel the rush move through me and I shut my eyes, letting it ebb in my veins.

“You brought me back to life,” I whisper.

I don’t know why I say it, but when the words leave my mouth, I know they’re true. I’ve never loved anyone like Connor, and I know I never will again. He’s everything to me.

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