He lazily jacked his erection. One stroke, two, before he reached for his jeans and pulled a strip of foil packets from the back pocket. Condoms.
Hudson’s curiosity momentarily overshadowed her lust. “Where did you get those?” She didn’t imagine there were a lot of general stores in the area selling condoms or manufacturing plants to produce them, yet the outlaw population clearly had access to methods of birth control. Otherwise there’d be a lot more children in their midst.
“You can get your hands on anything if you know the right people.” He gave a wry look. “The way Rylan screws his way through life, I make sure to get them in bulk.”
Her answering laugh was cut short when he gripped his shaft again, the pad of his thumb absently rubbing the blunt head. Then he deftly rolled the latex on and stepped into the cradle of her thighs, but his cock stayed in his hand.
Her inner muscles clenched around painful emptiness, making her squirm in agitation. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“I want you inside me. I need you inside me.”
His other hand traveled between her legs. He slipped one finger into her pussy, not even an inch deep. A wicked tease, enough to bring a desperate plea. “More. Please.”
He eased in another inch.
Still not enough.
And he knew it, judging by his smug look. He was purposely toying with her.
The tip of his finger dipped into the moisture gathered at her opening before traveling up her slit. His wet fingertip rubbed little circles around her clit, scarcely enough pressure to do anything but drive her crazy with need.
“You’re not in the city anymore, baby. Tell me what you want, and feel free to be filthy about it.” He flashed a rare grin that robbed her of breath, one that was soft with humor instead of hard with derision. Then he pumped his cock in a quick stroke and stole the remaining oxygen from her lungs.
“Stop tormenting me and fuck me.”
His grin widened.
“Damn it, Connor. Put your cock inside me and fuck me until I scream —”
The penetration was so deep and unexpected that the screaming part came sooner rather than later. As a wild cry left her lips, her body stretched to accommodate his size, her inner muscles tightening to keep him inside. Full. So full. Her brain turned to mush, pleasure racing through her in a dizzying rush.
“Is this what you wanted?” He chuckled, one hand splaying over her belly as he stood motionless in front of her, his cock lodged deep inside.
“Yes.” Her voice cracked. “No. I want more. I want you to move.”
“Like this?” He withdrew slightly, then eased back in. Slow and teasing, as if he had all the time in the world.
An anguished sound slipped out. “No. Not like that, and you know it.”
“All I know is what you tell me. What you beg for.”
He was lying. He knew what her body was telling him. He knew exactly what she needed – he just wanted to hear her say it. If she wasn’t so damn needy and aroused, she might have been embarrassed by the pleas that spilled out of her mouth.
“Hard and fast,” she begged. “I want you to fuck me so hard that I feel it for days.”
Satisfaction darkened his gaze, and then his hips shot forward and he slammed deep, hard enough to shake the table. Each punishing thrust sent her mind spinning into sweet oblivion, until her entire world narrowed to the frantic slide of his cock and his hot, heavy-lidded gaze.
His pectoral muscles strained as his body bent over hers, his hands braced on either side of her head as he drove into her, fast and merciless. The new angle created friction against her clit, and her toes curled as pleasure shot through her.
Connor’s mouth found hers in a blistering kiss, and then he bit her bottom lip and she suddenly tasted blood. The raw brutality of that should have scared her. Instead, it triggered a screaming orgasm that sizzled through her veins and brought stars to her eyes.
He fucked her through the powerful waves of bliss, groaning when she wrapped her arms around him and raked her nails down his back. “Fuck, yeah. Hurt me.”
The raspy command made her moan. She scratched her way down to his ass and squeezed his taut buttocks, her hips rising to meet his hurried thrusts. She could feel him pulsing inside her, knew from the tight stretch of his features that he was close.
She dug her nails into his ass. “Come for me, baby.” She couldn’t believe the bold command had left her mouth. Neither could he, apparently, because approval glittered in his eyes and he let out a chuckle, which was cut short by a low groan that rumbled in his throat.
“Oh hell.” He gave one last thrust and trembled on top of her, his breath hot on her neck as he climaxed.
Her body protested when he slid out. Rippled with disappointment and throbbed with rising arousal that caught her off guard. He’d just fucked her to the most powerful orgasm of her life, and she already wanted him again.
No, she was desperate for him again.
Shit.
If she wasn’t careful, she might very well lose her head over this man.