CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
ELIZABETH
FOUR MONTHS LATER
“Good mornin’, beautiful,” Connor whispers in my ear as he slides his hand over my bare stomach.
I smile, wiggling my a*s into his erection. “Behave yourself, Cowboy.”
“I can’t around you,” he murmurs, moving his fingers into my panties. “Now be a good girl and spread your legs for me.”
“Mm…Dr. Wallen. You’re so demanding.” Arching my back, I part my thighs. He rubs my wetness up my slit, then circles my clit.
“I can feel how much you like it too,” he muses. “I want you tied to the bed so I can devour every inch of you…” He sucks on my neck, causing me to shiver. “And when you’re close to coming, I’ll pull out and tease your sensitive cunt with my tongue.”
“Oh my God.”
Before Connor can do just that, Olivia bursts through the bedroo
