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Aspen gasped as Connor captured her nipple between his thumb and index finger and began rolling the distended nub with variating degrees of pressure that sent strings of pleasure to dance wildly in her lower belly.

Connor ceased his erotic kisses, making Aspen feeling empty and even needier in one fail swoop.

“Need to taste you, babe,” Connor gusted.

Without ceremony, Connor slid Aspen’s t-shirt up and over her head, tossing it to the floor.He then slid one hand behind her back and with an effortless flick her ivory bra unclasped, its straps instantly falling from her shoulders.

He tugged the bra from her body and threw it to join her shirt on the floor.Resting on his knees between her legs as she was splayed on the couch.Connor’s greedy stare consumed her body, taking in her hair that fanned out over the cushions.

Aspen’s chest heaved in anticipation of his next move.She couldn’t wait a moment more.“Please, Connor.Please.”

Without a word, Connor dipped his body and began kissing his way up her stomach, paying close attention with his lips and tongue across her ribs, sternum and finally,finally, upward to capture a beaded nipple in his mouth.

Connor’s ministrations of her breasts, alternating between his mouth and fingers had Aspen on the verge of an epic orgasm, as evidence by her involuntary grinding of her pussy against his rock-hard erection.

That feeling of release began to ebb as Connor retreated down her torso, kissing the same path as he started, leaving Aspen edgy and unfulfilled.

When Connor reached her belly button with soft kisses, he swooped off her shorts and underwear in one fluid motion, his lips trailing in the wake of the material.

Writhing underneath him, Aspen urged Connor’s mouth to the place she needed it most.

As if he could read her mind, he nibbled his way up her inner thigh, pausing at points to brush his stubbled-covered face against the sensitive skin.His decadent attention to detail left her thrashing with want, a consuming need to find her release.

When Connor latched his perfect lips around her nerve-filled clit and inserted a thick finger inside her wet channel she came instantly, a scream ripping from her chest, her heart beating so rapidly, she could feel the rush of its pulse in her ears.

While Connor rode out wave after wave, pumping his digit and using his expert tongue across and around her pulsing bud, she needed more.

“Please, Connor.I need you.”

Connor’s intense gaze connected with her own eyes, and he offered her one final, languid lick.

“What do you need, BB?”

“You,” she gushed.“I need you.Please make love to me.”

For a moment, Connor paused, she wasn’t sure if it was her plea for him to make love to her or simply the intensity of her words.She’d examine that later.Right now, she needed to feel her Viking deep inside of her.

“Your wish is my command, babe.”

Connor stood from the couch, pulling his clothes from his body.He grabbed a condom from his wallet and tossed the foil-covered latex onto Aspen’s tummy before sliding his ebony boxer briefs over his hips and onto the floor.

Aspen’s need was monumental, but she did take a moment to explore the colorful ink covering his massive muscles.The ink in the form of water, angels, anchors and chains covered much of his skin.There was a deep story there, but Aspen couldn’t begin to process that when her body needed to be one with Connor’s.

Connor sheathed himself with the condom and climbed up Aspen’s body until his chest pressed against hers and his hands glided across her cheeks.

“You’re so damn beautiful, boss baker,” Connor said, then kissed her softly as he slowly pushed his erection into her waiting heat all the way to the hilt.“Mine.”

Sensation swirled around Aspen.It felt like every molecule was somehow fused with Connor’s and they were one on every single level.

With each thrust from Connor, her need for release built to a frenzied level,

“Connor, I’m close.I’m close,” she chanted, black dots filling her vision as her body became weightless.

“Come for me,” he demanded and offered several quick and demanding pulses.

Aspen’s channel tightened as her orgasm tore through her body.

Connor followed her with a guttural groan, and Aspen could feel his own release pulsing into the latex.