““Please. Don’t stop. I just want to—” “You want to come?” I nodded helplessly. “Don’t worry, babe. I got you.” On his knees, Con stared down at me. “I want to taste you first.” I blinked as his words crystallized in my brain. “Wh—” “You going to let me get you off my way? Or are you going to make me leave you wanting more?” My mouth dropped open. “You would seriously—” Con’s grin was wicked, and at that moment, I wanted to slap it right off his face, the arrogant son of a bitch. “You want to try me? Or do you want to come?” He raised an eyebrow, and his hand trailed up my thigh, teasing me with the promise of an orgasm.””
