Page 91 of Brutal Knight

I keep riding his hand, losing myself in the fullness of being stuffed with his fingers as his thumb teases my clit. He starts to work my clit faster, making stars dance at the edges of my vision.

“Oh,” I breathe, barely a whisper. “Oh god…”

I can’t stop. I ride Connor until I can’t hold off the peak of pleasure anymore. I come hard, all at once, and my mouth falls open. I know there’s a moan on my lips.

Connor turns just as it happens. He kisses me, smothering the sound, swallowing my moan just as I feel myself tighten around his fingers. I can feel my walls press in, feel just how intense the orgasm is. Connor’s tongue slides in my mouth and it feels like he’s inside me everywhere, filling me so much and so well that all I’m aware of is him.

Finally, it starts to fade, the pleasure ebbing as I try to catch my breath. He pulls back and I laugh giddily, my legs still shaking.

He draws his hand away, his fingers slipping out, and I take a shuddering breath.

“You’re crazy,” I tell him, laughing a little.

He chuckles. “Just the good kind. And maybe you need a little bit of good crazy in your life.”

“Maybe that’s true.”

It’s very true. After everything I’ve lived, I need someone like Connor. I’ve been in fear for most of my life. I’ve done the careful thing for so long. I need someone to make me take risks like this, do things that send a thrill up my spine in a good way.

I have to make up for all the missed teenage years, all the missed years of college. I’ve never been allowed to just be in love and be stupid. This is my first chance.

“Besides,” he adds. “I’m not just crazy. I’m crazy about you.”

He kisses me again without another word, his mouth hot on mine. It’s deeper than just a casual kiss, more like a promise. It’s like he’s telling me there’s more, telling me what we’re going to do when we get home.

I can’t help clinging to him, my hands twisting in his shirt as I kiss him. He’s not alone in his feelings, not the only one that feels this way. I’m crazy about him too.

This is so much more than what it started as. It’s so much more than it even was when I first kissed him, when I first took that tentative step into his life. It’s more than the brief happiness I thought it would be.

This has become real.

CHAPTER34

Willow

The rest of the evening passes in a blur, and I’m still feeling the high of it all when Connor comes up to me and slides his arm around my shoulders. He leans close, his voice low in my ear.

“Ready to go home?”

Home.

That one word was never something I was going to have. I’d given up on having a home—a real one, one that I wanted to come back to. I’d given up on having a place I loved, much less a person to share it with.

Now, I know there’s a home waiting for me and a dog that will be happy to see me. I’m going back with my husband. With a man who would do anything for me.

“Yeah. I’m ready,” I say.

Connor says his goodbyes to his brothers and cousins, and I promise Rose and Violet I’ll keep in touch. By the time we leave, there are plans swimming in my head—brunches with the girls, the ballet opening that we’ll all attend, and more.

It’s so strange to suddenly have a life. It feels like I had such a late start, like I have to make up for lost time. I want to do everything and anything now.

When we leave the bar, I’m still feeling giddy and warm. The secret orgasm Connor gave me is still lingering, as well as the realization that this is my life now. It’s so perfect.

“Why don’t we walk?” I ask suddenly, looking up at the stars in the sky. “Just for a few minutes?”

Connor smiles at me. There’s fondness in his eyes.

“Sure.”

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