Bound By Blood And Vows.
He wasn’t pulling away but he wasn’t giving in, either.
“No,” he murmured, brushing the tip of his nose along mine. “The first time I sink into your tight little pussy, it’s gonna be somewhere private. With a bed. Possibly some cheesy music and candles. Hell, maybe even rose petals if you ask nicely.”
A surprised laugh escaped me, breathless and warm. “You planning a honeymoon or seduction, Conner?”
“Both,” he said, without hesitation. His hand slipped beneath the hem of the shirt, his shirt and skimmed over my bare ribs, thumb brushing the underside of my breast but never quite touching it. “You deserve to be ruined properly.”
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