Emerson turned in his arms.
“What’s got you so squirmy this early?” he mumbled, barely opening his eyes before closing them again.
“You,” she whispered. She reached down between them and gently stroked the tip of her finger along his heavy length. “This.”
This time Connor opened his eyes, and despite having to blink several times, finally got them to stay open. “You have my attention.”
She loved the way his voice sounded like gravel.
Connor wrapped his arm over her and pulled her closer as his erection grew harder and firmer. “Kiss me,” he commanded.
Nothing in the world was better than Connor’s lips on hers. The way he teased, the way he used his tongue against her, the way he bit her lip gently before releasing it. She loved every playful minute.
His hand squeezed her hip before reaching for her breast. He held it in his hand, his thumb brushing the tip of her nipple, causing her to gasp.
“I love that sound, Emerson. When I do something you like.”
“I love the way you make me feel. It’s like I have no inhibitions with you.”
Connor moved down the bed a little. When he licked her nipple, she gasped again, when he sucked it into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and teeth, she cried out.
He lifted his head and grinned at her, his blue eyes looking lighter in the hazy morning sunlight. “I like you this way. Uninhibited.”
Emerson turned in his arms, arching her back against his chest. It was too early to get on her knees, but the idea that he might slowly ease into her from behind, sliding in inch by delicious inch, caused a flood of tension in her muscles.
Connor placed a line of kisses along her spine, moving upward until he reached her neck. His hand moved between her legs, circling her clit but never applying enough pressure for it to do anything other than tease her.
Pressing back against him, she felt the hard lines of his erection pressing against her butt. She smiled when he slowly ground against her. Slow and steady.
In time to his own action, he slid his finger inside her. Moving back and forth at the same pace.
“Fuck, I could come just doing this,” he muttered into her hair.
She understood his meaning. Flutterings of a pending orgasm gathered deep in Emerson. She reached into the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a condom. “This is good,” she murmured, “but this will be better.”
Connor ripped the packet and slid it on. Positioning himself behind her, he lifted her thigh slightly, and she placed her hand between her legs to help ease him in. As he inched into her, the delicious burn of being stretched filled her, creating wetness that eased the journey.
When he withdrew, she braced herself, and as she’d envisioned, he entered her more firmly in one smooth thrust.
“So tight,” he groaned. “You feel so perfect.”
Emerson placed her hand behind her and gripped his hip, encouraging him to take her hard. “Please, Connor.”
Needing no further encouragement, Connor spared her nothing. His hand returned to her clit, applying pressure just the way she liked, spreading her wetness until it was a frictionless spiral of pleasure.
“Just like that,” she gasped.
Thrusting vigorously, she could feel his muscles clench and release as he pushed in and out, driving deeper until she could no sooner figure out where she ended and he began.
Stars began to circle her vision.
“I’m gonna come any second,” he grunted. “It feels too fucking good.”
As he began to jerk against her, forcing himself as deep as he could go, she came around him, gasping for air at the intensity.
“Ah, ah,” she cried, shuddering.
Connor wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush with his body, occasionally pushing against her, eking out the last sparks of pleasure.
“Holy shit, Em. I think I just had an out-of-body experience.”
The thought that it had been as intense for him as it had been for her made her smile. “It just keeps getting better,” she said. “As we get to know each other’s bodies.”
Connor kissed her cheek and slid out of her. “And I look forward to exploring more of you later. I don’t know that I have any energy left after that to work out with. I wish every workout ended quite so spectacularly.”
He disappeared into the bathroom, and she shamelessly watched his ass until the door closed.
“Should I run and get us some breakfast while you get cleaned up?” he asked when he came out again.
Emerson stretched lazily, then dragged her butt out of bed. “I have a surprise for you for breakfast.”
Before she could put her robe on, he pulled her in for a hug, nipping playfully at her ear. “Is it you? Do I get to eat you for breakfast?”
Emerson giggled. “No, but I got you the next best thing. Waffles and all the trimmings.”
Connor grinned. “Morning sex and waffles. You might be the perfect woman, Emerson.”
“I wondered if it fit with your….thing.” She waved her hand in the direction of his chest down to his abs.
Connor laughed loudly. He reached for her hand and kissed her fingers. “It’s so cute the way talking about my body flusters you. Plus, I brought my trail bike with me. Three waffles with cream and syrup is about seven hundred calories. I’ll burn that in a little over an hour. So, all good.”
He took the robe from her hand and helped her put it on, then playfully tapped her ass, sending her in the direction of the kitchen. “Go feed me, woman. Sex with you has me dying of starvation.”
Ninety minutes later, she let herself into her father’s house with her key. He’d insisted they all keep one and had encouraged them to visit anytime.
This will always be your home, even if you live somewhere else, he’d said.
“Jake, Liv?” she shouted.
“I’m
