Impossible To Resist (BWWM Romance Book 1)(94)

“Are you sure we should be doing this?” she asked him breathlessly.

He laughed coolly at the irony. “Why not? What are they going to do to us if they find out?” he asked a little sarcastically. “They are already trying to take you away from me,” he said as he pulled her blouse from her body and slipped her bra off, revealing her breasts which were only bare long enough for him to stare at for a moment before he caressed them and kissed them passionately.

“They are taking my job away from me, they are telling you that you can’t ever see me again, hell, for all we know, this will be the last time that we are ever together again.” He breathed against her skin as his tongue and mouth moved over all of her flesh that he could get to. His hands canvassed her back, holding her to him as they kissed.

Her heart felt like it was breaking inside of her. He was right. Everyone was trying to pull them away from each other, and it seemed like all of them combined against her and Connor would only ensure a defeat for the two of them. Tears rolled down her cheeks and Connor looked up from her breasts and saw them. He shook his head and kissed each one away.

“Don’t cry, baby, please don’t cry. If this is our last time together, I want it to be beautiful. Please don’t cry.” He took her face in his hands. “Kiss me… please kiss me. Just lose yourself in me and we’ll pretend that no one exists right now but you and I,” he told her, and it sounded like the best idea in the world to her.

She kissed him more passionately than she ever had and he groaned and shifted beneath her, pulling her further up onto his groin. He was hard with desire and as his hands reached underneath the hem of her skirt, pushing it up all the way over her hips, he brought her down on top of his erection, rubbing it against her satin panties as he sucked on her nipples and began to rock himself against her.

“Make love with me!” she pleaded with him.

He leaned up and kissed her mouth fervently. “I am going to make love with you until neither one of us can move. The door is locked. No one is coming in, and no one is going to stop us from having this time together,” he promised her as he pulled her clothes from her body and did the same for himself.

Minutes later they were laying together on his sofa, their skin hot and moist, their bodies hungry for one another, and he was nestled in between her thighs, his tongue teasing her and driving her wild with pleasure and happiness as he made her come in his mouth once, and then again before he released her and moved his hips up against hers. He looked down at her as he thrust himself inside of her, staring at her face and knowing that there was no woman on the planet that he wanted or desired more than her.

The feel of her body hot and tight around his erection made him gasp and shut his eyes, and he lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her hungrily as he moved in her, burying himself all the way in her and making her cry out softly with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her.

She rocked her hips hard against his, and they made love together for a long while, clinging together as they moved from one end of the couch to the other, wrestling in their lovemaking, sharing everything that was on fire within them, until neither one of them could hold back any longer.

They came together, crying out and holding each other fast as he filled her with his orgasm, flooding her, and she sighed in release, her lips touching his gently at long last, before she rested her head on his shoulder and tried to catch her breath.

They laid together on the sofa for a long while, holding and touching each other, savoring every moment together, and as the light outside of the window began to grow faint, he moved in between her legs and made love with her again, more sweetly and lovingly than their wild and passionate encounter earlier.

They held each other tightly as the last of their orgasms spelled out the end of their affair. They wiped tears from each other’s eyes, and slowly disentangled themselves from one another, quietly pulling their clothes back on and kissing each other over and over as she made her way slowly to the door.

They were careful not to touch or kiss once the door was opened, and with a long last look, they whispered goodbye, and she turned and left him, and he closed the door behind her, unable to watch her walk away from him.

When the door was shut, he leaned against it and slid down the length of it until he was sitting on the floor, and there he stayed with his head in his hands and tears on his cheeks, wondering how in the world he was ever going to talk himself into believing that letting her walk out was the right thing to do.





Chapter9


Days passed slowly, one after the next, each one seeming to last forever as Catalina forced herself to go on with her life. She made herself get up out of bed every morning. She readied herself for school, and she went to all of the same classes that she had been going to, but Connor was no longer at the front of the class, looking back at her with those jade green eyes, gazing at her longingly.

There were new teachers that taught his classes, and rumors flew around the campus as to where he had gone and why. She wouldn’t listen to the rumors. She wouldn’t talk about him, though a few of the students had asked her if she knew anything about what was going on. She would only shake her head and walk away. She stayed as far away from his office as she could, fairly certain that he was no longer there, but unwilling to take the chance to find out.

She didn’t want to add to the rumors, and she didn’t want to see him and have to turn away from him. She knew she wouldn’t be able to. Walking away from his office the last time they had seen each other was one of the most difficult things that she had ever done in her life.