Page 95 of Empire State Enemies

“Yes, what?”

“Yes. I need you. Connor,please.”

Our eyes lock as I swiftly undo my belt, practically ripping it off. I jerk my pants down below my hips, too impatient to take them off properly.

I pull out my throbbing cock and give it a few rough strokes, every nerve electrified with the anticipation of finally having her.

She stares at me wide-eyed, taking in every inch of my cock. “Damn,” she breathes, biting down on her lip.

“Spread those legs for me. For once, just do as you’re told and don’t sass me.”

She eagerly obeys, offering up every inch of her delicious pussy to me. Fuck, she’s begging for me.

“That’s it. There’s my good girl.”

I have to taste her. I drop to my knees, gripping her thighs as I dive my tongue into her wetness.

She moans and grinds against me, driving me wild. Her mouth hangs open as she curls her back, dying for attention. Christ, my self-control is already hanging on by a thread. My angel tastes like pure fucking heaven, and I can’t get enough of her.

I love how responsive she is to me. Every touch, every word, makes her squirm, and damn if it isn’t the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced.

I stand up, trying not to lose my mind. By some miracle, I find a condom in my wallet and swiftly sheath my hard cock.

She grabs at it greedily and presses it against her wet pussy like she’s been waiting for this moment forever.

“God. I haven’t had sex in so long,” she whimpers, her voice thick with need.

“Good,” I growl, my inner caveman reveling in the thought of being her first in a while.

I grip her hips and slowly slide into her tight heat, groaning at how wet she is already.

She gasps and I force myself to pause, letting her adjust to my size. As she exhales, I withdraw and then thrust back inside her deeply.

A deep rumble erupts from my throat as every nerve in my cock comes alive with pleasure.

Damn.

She melts against me, moaning and gasping with every touch. God, she’s so damn responsive. It’s been too long since I’ve felt this good. My body knows exactly what to do, rather than rebelling and fucking up on me. I know exactly how to make her vibrate and hum.

“Fuck,” I growl through gritted teeth. “You feel incredible.”

“So do you,” she whimpers.

I can’t get enough of her tugging at my fresh buzz cut and tearing at my shirt. Like she can’t keep her hands off me.

I fuck her with everything I have, like my life depends on it. “Say my name, Lexi. Moan it out with that fiery anger you have for me.”

“Connor,” she gasps out. “Oh, god, it’s too much.” Her nails scrape against my back through my shirt, but I barely register it. All I can focus on is the overwhelming pleasure.

I thrust harder, feeling her body start to tremble as her soft moans turn into desperate pleas.

Fuck, this is almost too much. I’m drunk with desire. Being inside her is like reaching a whole new level.

“Connor . . . shit . . . oh my god . . .”

I suck in a sharp breath. I ain’t gonna last much longer.

I pump in and out of her sweet tightness, grunting against her lips. Feeling every quiver of her muscles tightening around me.