Ryan Reign (New York Ruthless #4)(40)

I circle two fingers over her clit and she grinds her mound against my palm. When I slide a finger inside her a moment later, she wrenches her mouth from mine and gasps loudly.

“Open wide for me,” I growl and she obeys without hesitation, allowing me to slide a second inside her.

“Conor!” she hisses, pulling me towards her until our foreheads are pressed together.

“You like that, Angel?”

“Uh-huh,” she nods as she clings to my neck. “But I need more.”

“Fuck, Jessie!” I hiss as I work fingers faster inside her and brush her clit with my thumb knuckle. Her walls squeeze me, drawing me in tighter as I bring her to the edge quickly. Just before she tips over, I pull my fingers out of her and she groans.

“I want you on my cock, Angel,” I growl, sliding my hands to her ass and lifting her until she can wrap her legs around my waist.

She shivers as I edge the tip inside her. “This what you want?”

“Yes.” She bites her lip and I drive myself inside her and she grips me so hard it feels like she’ll never let me go.

“Damn, Jessie, you feel so fucking good, Angel,” I hiss as I rail into her, nailing her to the wall with each thrust. “I can’t get far enough inside you.”

“Harder!” she hisses.

“Yeah?” I growl before I suck on the tender skin on her neck.

“Yes!” she whimpers.

I go harder and she shudders in my arms. “Conor!” she moans and the sound of my name on her lips makes my balls tighten. I am so close to losing it inside her, but she teeters on the edge. I roll my hips, trying to get deeper inside her and hit that sweet spot that makes her thighs tremble, but something’s holding her back.

I wrap one hand around her throat, pressing her head back against the wall as I stare into her eyes. “You gonna come for me, Angel?” I growl.

“I want to,” she breathes.

“So tell me what I need to do to get you there.”

“You’re being too gentle. I’m not made of glass.”

“Fuck, Jessie. I can’t…” I shake my head. I’m nailing this girl into oblivion here.

“You’re holding back,” she breathes. “I can feel it.”

“You think?” I grunt, trying to stop myself from coming as her sweet pussy squeezes me for dear life.

“I know.”

I release my grip on her throat and plant my hands either side of her head on the wall. “You’d better hold on,” I growl and she wraps her legs tighter around me. “You ready?”

“Yes,” she pants.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

I pull out of her almost all the way before I drive back into her with everything I have.

“Conor,” she groans so loudly I’m sure my brothers must have heard in the next room, but I’m past caring. I rail into her again and she drags her fingernails down my back.

“Your pussy loves my cock, Angel,” I grunt. “You’re squeezing me so hard. You’re going to come for me. Now,” I order her and she nods her head as she bites down on her lip. I thrust into her again and she shifts a few inches up the wall as she clenches around me and finally lets go, shouting my name when she comes. A few more thrusts has me finding my own release and I spurt hot and heavy inside her.

When she stops trembling, I lower her legs to the floor. She looks up at me. “I love you,” she whispers.

“I love you, too, Angel.”



When I walk back into the bedroom ten minutes later, Shane is there. His eyes are burning into me. There is no way he didn’t just hear our girl coming for me.

“You two okay?” he asks with an arch of one eyebrow.

I clear my throat. Why do I feel like such a fucking deviant? “Yeah.” I nod.

“Don’t look so fucking worried, Con,” he says with a shake of his head. “You gave her what she needed.”

“I know.” I run my hands through my hair. So, why the fuck does he look so disappointed in me?

“I’m going to check on the boys,” he says before he shoves his hands in his pockets and walks out of the room and it’s then that I realize it’s not me he’s disappointed in but himself. I shake my head and watch him leave. I should never have been so hard on him when Jessie was taken. He beats himself up enough without me adding to his worries.

Jessie walks out of the bathroom a few seconds later and wraps her arms around my waist. “Thank you,” she says as she lays her head against my chest.

“You never have to thank me for that, Angel.” I rub my hands over her back and she snuggles into me.





Chapter 29





Jessie





After my shower with Conor, I put on some fresh clothes and go into the den where all of the brothers are waiting. Liam and Mikey rush over to hug me as soon as they see me and I hold onto them both for so long, I get cramp in my arm. When I finally let go, Conor hands me a mug of hot, sweet tea and I sit on the sofa.

“You ready to talk about what happened, baby?” Liam asks softly as he takes a seat beside me and takes hold of my free hand. Mikey sits on the other side of me while Shane and Conor sit in the armchairs opposite.