CHAPTER SEVEN — CHLOE
My night with Conner was going great, and I was able to finally let loose. Although I sucked at pool, he was an amazing teacher and even better company. In the two hours we spent together, we drank, played and talked in a way I never thought we would. He asked me about school and life in Italy, and in return told me about his son and his plans for the resort. It made me feel like I wasn’t his best friend’s daughter and employee, and he wasn’t my lifelong crush. We were just two people having fun and getting to know each other on a date, and I loved every second of it.
I loved it so much, if fact, that by the time he excused himself to go to the bathroom, my panties were soaking wet. I was in desperate need of some extra guidance. With my heart beating a million miles per hour, I picked up my phone and texted Hayden.
‘I guess u were right. This may be a date.’
Impatiently, I drummed my fingernails over the surface of the table as I waited for the reply. About thirty seconds later, it finally arrived.
‘Details. NOW!!’
With a grin, I started typing.
‘We talked, drank tequila, and he taught me to play pool. We both agreed I suck at it, but he was a great teacher, and I swear there was a moment when I felt his cue poking me - if you know what I mean ;)’
A few seconds later, my phone beeped with another incoming message.
‘LOL! That’s my girl!! You’ve been waiting for this your entire life, and tonight’s the night. Make momma proud.’
I chuckled and pressed the reply button. Before I could even write the first word, I felt the heat of a body standing behind me, and Conner’s voice sounded in my ear. “You’ve been waiting for what?”
Conner’s tone made me shudder. It was hotter and deeper than it had been all night. Instinctively, I turned off the screen and looked over my shoulder at him. His face was so close to mine I could smell the mixture of alcohol and mint in his breath.
“Nothing. We were just kidding,” I lied with a shake of my head.
Narrowing his eyes, Conner placed his hands at the tops of my shoulders and leaned a bit closer. Something told he that he knew what I was messaging Hayden, and the thought brought a rush of excitement up my spine.
“I don’t believe that, Angel. Tell me the truth.”
His words were a command and almost threatening, but they didn’t scare me. They did, however, make my breath a little faster, my palms a little sweatier, and my center a little wetter. My bodily reactions and the need I saw in Conner’s eyes as he continued to stare deep into mine fueled my courage and, for the first time in my life, I felt bold.
“For you, Conner,” I whispered. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
His nostrils flared at my words, but he didn’t move. He stood right where he was and continued to stare so deeply into my eyes I felt like he could see my soul. Then, in that same intense tone, he asked, “You’ve been waiting for me to do what?”
My heart was beating so fast I was certain he could hear it. I felt heat creep up my cheeks, but I knew this was the moment Hayden had told me about. Conner was fishing, and the line was right in front of me, all I had to do was be brave enough to take the bait.
“I’ve been waiting for you to . . .” I trailed off and took a deep breath.
His eyes urged me to continue, but I couldn’t finish the sentence while holding his gaze. I tried to look away, but Conner placed two fingers on the side of my jaw and shook his head. “Finish your sentence, Chloe.”
Unable to resist his command, I opened my mouth and said, “To be my first.” I released a deep exhale and repeated, “I’ve been waiting for you to be my first.”
A knowing smirk curled on his lips and his pupils dilated so much I could barely see the blue of his eyes. I expected him to kiss me or at least say something, but he didn’t. Instead, he straightened his back, removed a wad of cash from his pocket and tossed it over the table. Then, he took my hand and helped me to my feet.
On wobbly legs, I followed him toward the bar’s exit not knowing what to expect. In a matter of seconds, we walked out the door and headed toward the parking lot. For a moment, I thought we were going toward my Jeep or Conner’s truck, but instead, we kept walking toward the line of trees that surrounded the building. We finally came to a stop under a huge oak.
The faint sounds coming from the bar mixed with the thumping of my heart as Conner finally turned to look at me again. His face was twisted with a mixture of anger and lust. “Do you have any idea what you’re asking of me?”
I took a deep breath to find my voice and nodded. “Yes, I do.”
“Will you take it back, then?” The strain in his voice made the reply he wanted to hear crystal clear, but I hadn’t come this far to turn back. I wanted Conner, and I wouldn’t let anything get in my way—not even his friendship with my father.
I shook my head. “No. I’ve wanted you this way since I was sixteen. I’ve saved myself for you, and now, after tonight, I see that we could actually be something special. I know you see it too, don’t try to deny it. I’m staying right here. I’m tired of hiding my feelings -I want this.”
“Damn it, Chloe,” he muttered huskily, and I honestly thought he would walk away.
But he didn’t.
Instead, he pressed me against the tree and brought his mouth firmly against mine with a mixture of frustration and need that set my whole body on fire. Before I could process what was happening and what I was feeling, Conner pulled my bottom lip into his mouth and sucked at it so hard I moaned with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Although I had been kissed before, I had never felt anything as powerful and seductive as this.
Once he released my lip, his hands grabbed my hips and he pulled me toward him. The hard ridge of his erection dug into the soft skin of my belly, and my lips parted with a gasp. His tongue collided with mine and his hands started to move across my skin. He touched my hips, my stomach, my ass, my boobs with the same voracity that his hips rolled against mine. The sensations he brought out in me were overwhelming me in the best way possible, and without me even commanding it, my hands were in his hair and I was dragging him closer to me.
As I pulled back for air, Conner’s lips drifted to my jaw and neck. His kisses were slow and deep, and caused a new wave of wet warmth to pool between my legs.
“God, Conner,” I moaned as his mouth continued its descent towards my cleavage.
My hands moved from his hair to his strong, muscled back and tugged at his shirt, wanting to rid him of it. Unfortunately, my greedy moves made him pull back completely. Without his mouth on me, I felt empty and cold.
“What are you doing?” His voice was as dark and penetrating as his gaze.
“Taking your clothes off,” I replied in a breathless whisper. “Isn’t sex a naked activity?”
A smirk curled on his lush lips, and he leaned forward to kiss me. Unlike the previous kisses, this one was softer and a lot quicker. “Usually, yes. But we’re not having sex tonight.”
My brows pulled together, and I pouted like a kid who’d lost their candy. “Why not?”
“Because this thing we’re doing is fucking crazy,” he started in a low voice as his face dipped back toward my cleavage. He licked the upper curve of my breasts and then, with his lips pressed to my skin, continued, “If we’re going take the risk, then I’m going do it right. I’m not going to fuck you in the woods or in my car like a cheap date. When I make you mine, it’ll be on a bed, and you’ll be completely ready for me.”
“I’m ready now.”
Conner chuckled and nibbled my collar bone. “You’re horny now, which is sexy as hell but not the same thing.”
His hands moved to the straps on my shoulders, and he slowly pulled the fabric down until my breasts were exposed. With a touch so light I could barely feel it, his fingers drew circles around my bare skin until they reached my hardened nipples. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and blush when he finally pinched my pink peaks.
Bringing his mouth to my ear, Conner added, “You’ll be ready for me when you’re comfortable enough in your own body, that my touch doesn’t make you blush anymore.”
“How will I do that?” I asked under a breath.
He placed a soft kiss on my lips and said, “Just pay attention, and I’ll teach you.”
For a second, I wondered what he meant. Then, his right hand pulled the fabric of my skirt up until the entire lower half of my body was exposed to him. With a loose smirk, he tugged at my panties until they fell down my legs.
“Step out of them and open your legs wide,” Conner ordered in a tone that made my heart skip a beat. Taking deep breaths, I did as I was told and delighted in the pleased expression on his face as he continued, “Now, put your hands behind your back and clasp your elbows. No matter what, I don’t want you to release them until I tell you to.”
I nodded and, once more, obeyed.
Once I was in position, Conner stepped back to look at me and clicked his tongue. “You should see yourself like this, Chloe. You look magnificent.”
Before I could respond, his hands and lips were on me again. This time, however, his touch was a lot more intimate. His right hand slid down my belly toward my center while his mouth covered one of my nipples and his left hand teased the other.
Against my skin, Conner muttered something, but I couldn’t hear him. I was completely engulfed by the feel of his tongue on my nipple and the way his finger moved against my clit to comprehend anything he was saying.
Not used to that kind of touch, I moaned as everything in me started to tingle. I wanted to touch Conner, grab his skin and find a way to relieve some of the pressure building inside, but I had my orders, and was determined to follow them. I stood there, my nails digging into my arms as Conner slipped a finger inside me and drew my juices out to tease my clit.
Soon enough, my moans turned into delicious cries of passion as Conner’s hand gained momentum and finally tipped me over the edge. Every nerve end in my body exploded and I saw a light flash behind my eyes. My legs started to shake and I thought I would fall until Conner looped an arm around my waist and steadied me.
The feeling was so good I lost myself in it. When my orgasm was finally over, I wanted more. I wanted so much more.
“God, Conner. That was-” I mumbled once I finally found my voice.
He chuckled and kissed my lips once more. “Just the beginning, Angel.”
Dizzy with excitement at his promise, I opened my eyes. The bulge in Conner’s pants was massive and I wanted to hold it, taste it, feel it, but when I tried Conner caught my wrist and shook his head.
“Not today.” Like a pouty child, I pressed my lips together and frowned. He chuckled and pulled my skirt down to cover me. “You’ll have plenty of time to play with my cock, but tonight, I want you to go home and play with your pussy like I just did. I want you to make yourself come and then text me about it.”
My eyes widened at his request. I remember all the years I had touched myself with Conner on my mind but I never imagined I would one day be doing it at his insistence.
Like a good little girl, I nodded, fixed the top of my dress, and gave Conner a quick kiss on the lips as I turned to walk to my car. He watched me go without another word.