Connor: A Cowboy Stepbrother Romance Novel (10 page)

“That was incredible,” I whispered, as I slowly came back to my senses.

Connor pulled his face away from my pussy and stood up. He towered over me, breathing heavier than before. His chest was rising and falling with his breathing, causing the muscles in his shoulders to flex. There was a look of lust on his face and his eyes had dilated.

“You are just too sexy,” Connor muttered, shaking his head.

His eyes moved up and down my body as he grabbed my legs and pressed them toward my chest. Then he positioned himself so that the tip of his cock hovered just in front of my opening.

“Go slow,” I said.

Connor nodded in agreement and then guided his hips forward, sliding his tip inside of me. My jaw dropped as I took in a deep breath, instantly overwhelmed with pleasure once again. Connor did as I asked and went slowly, easing his cock inside of me until he was all the way in. I was surprised at how amazing it felt. In fact, it didn’t hurt one bit. The only sensation was pure pleasure as his manhood filled me to the limits.

“You okay?” Connor asked.

I opened my eyes and nodded in agreement.

“More than okay,” I responded.

Connor smiled and then began to fuck me, slowly at first. He leaned his powerful body over me and I placed my hands on his forearms. As he thrust into me, the muscles in his stomach began to flex in cadence with his movements. My lip coiled with pleasure as I watched him. It was like a dream come true. The most gorgeous man in the world was choosing to have sex with
me
.

As Connor made love to me, I brought my hands to my breasts and gently dragged my fingers around my nipples. Connor noticed and immediately leaned forward, placing his mouth over one of my breasts. He licked and sucked on my nipple as he plunged into me, each thrust sending another shock wave of ecstasy into my body. A grunt escaped his lips softly as he suddenly increased his pace.

The pleasure increased immediately and a squeal escaped my lips with each plunge of his cock. He buried his manhood inside of me each thrust, his balls swinging against my ass in cadence with his movements.

“Fuck yes,” I groaned.

A light layer of sweat had begun to build on Connor’s skin, which reflected the light that was pouring in the window. His unshaven face looked rough and masculine, contrasting against his blue eyes. His hair was disheveled and messy, which only added to his bad boy appearance. Connor lifted his eyes to meet mine as he slowed his pace down to a stop. Then he pulled his dick out of me and placed his hands on my thighs.

“Turn around for me, Emily,” he said. “I want you from behind.”

My eyes widened and a playful smile crossed my face as I sat up in the bed. I did as Connor asked, turning around and bending over in front of him. He immediately positioned himself behind me, but didn’t put his cock back inside. He instead placed both of his hands on my lower back and slid them upward to my shoulders. Then he leaned in close and gently kissed the back of my neck, causing goose bumps to pop up in my skin. He kissed along my neck so gracefully that he barely touched my skin as he moved. Something about it turned me on so much and without even thinking about it, I started to push my butt back against him.

“Fuck me, Connor,” I begged.

I wanted him back inside of me. No, I
needed
him back inside of me. I felt empty without him. Connor kissed the back of my neck once more and then pulled away. He placed his hands on my hips and then gently bucked his hips forward, sliding his shaft back inside of me and resuming the intense pleasure.

A groan escaped my lips as the feeling of ecstasy filled my body once again. Connor began to fuck me quickly. His manhood was able to enter me even more deeply in the doggy-style position, causing the sensation to become even more intense. As Connor pounded me, I had to remind myself to breath. I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I couldn’t even think straight.

“Goddamn,” Connor grunted. “I could cum right now.”

I slowly opened my eyes and then looked back over my shoulder. Connor looked down at me and I watched as his face began to grimace.

“Cum for me,” I whispered encouragingly.

Connor closed his eyes and leaned his head back. The pace of his thrusts began to increase, causing every muscle in his upper body to flex.

“Oh... God...” he moaned.

His face turned red and then began to contort as he let out a final groan of pleasure. With his hands firmly gripping my hips, he buried himself in me one last time. His cock pulsated and swelled inside of me. Immediately after, I felt a hot jet fill the inside of my pussy.

“Fuck... yes...” he whispered.

He held his body against mine and his dick trembled once again, releasing another powerful burst of his seed inside of me. Then he breathed in slowly and opened his eyes. There was a contented look on his face as he slowly pulled out.

“Oh, my God...” he said, as he exhaled. “That was incredible.”

I nodded my head in agreement and then turned over so that I was laying on my back once again. I grabbed a pillow and tucked it underneath my head as I motioned Connor to come lay next to me.

“Come here,” I said.

Connor was clearly in the process of regaining his senses - he was still breathing hard and sweat covered his body. He looked at me with a lazy smile and then crawled up next to me on the bed.

“We’re bad,” I whispered, as I laid my head onto his chest and wrapped one of my arms over his stomach.

Connor chuckled and leaned forward, kissing the top of my head.

“Yeah, we are,” he agreed.

I starting running my fingers over his abs, drawing circles around each individual muscle.

“We probably shouldn’t tell anybody about this,” I said. “I mean since our parents are about to get married and all. I don’t think that they would consider our little arrangement as acceptable behavior.”

Connor sighed as he moved his hands up and down my shoulder, caressing my skin.

“Are you saying our feelings toward each other have to be kept a secret?” he asked.

I slowly sat up, looking him in the eyes.

“Yes, Connor,” I said, matter-of-factly. “Absolutely. We can’t tell a single soul. It has to be kept a secret.”

Connor looked at me with those beautiful eyes of his. And for the first time ever I saw sadness behind them.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

He sighed and then slowly sat up.

“It’s just that... I don’t want to have to keep my feelings for you a secret,” he explained. “For the first time in my life, I feel like I have met someone who really
gets
me. And I don’t want to keep that inside. I want to shout it out loud, telling everyone I know.”

His words were admittedly very flattering, but I couldn’t agree with his logic. I mean we obviously had to keep the relationship a secret. It didn’t seem like we had much of a choice.

“I understand what you’re saying,” I said, as I placed my hand over his. “But this whole arrangement between us was always meant to be a secret. From the very first time that we met and I was afraid that Mom would see us holding hands, up until now. It can’t be exposed, Connor. I’m sorry, but it’s just the way it is. It’s better for everyone that way. Not just us, but for Mom and Richard as well.”

Connor hesitantly nodded in agreement.

“I guess so,” he muttered. “I guess we can keep it a secret. Maybe it’s not that big of a deal. I mean everyone has secrets, right?”

He locked eyes with me as he spoke the last sentence. I cocked my head to the side.

What did he mean by that? Is he talking about his past?

I opened my mouth to ask about it, but then immediately changed my mind. It wasn’t the right time. We had just had sex for the first time ever and I didn’t want to bring up something so sensitive. Besides, I had a much better way of finding out that I hadn’t even thought of until that very moment.

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T
he next morning I woke up with my head still resting on Connor’s chest. His arm was wrapped around my shoulder, holding me close. I felt so secure as I lay there, like nothing in the world could hurt me. But Connor had always made me feel that way. Ever since the very first time we met. There was something about his presence that made me feel so safe. It felt like he really cared about me. And all of that made me really think that nothing my mom had told me about him could have been true. But I still had to find out, and I had an idea that was going to get me the information that I needed. So after a few more minutes of snuggling, I sat up and pressed on his shoulder.

“Wake up, sleepy head,” I said.

Connor stirred and then eventually opened his eyes. He lifted his hands above his head and stretched.

“Oh, wow...” he said. “What time is it?”

I glanced at the clock.

“It’s 9:30.”

Connor sat up and wiped the sleep from his eyes.

“Damn, I can’t remember the last time that I slept in this late,” he said. “I’m usually up by 5, at the latest. I guess I was really comfortable with you laying next to me.”

I leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the lips. As I pulled away, I said. “Me too. It was really nice.”

Connor smiled and placed his hand on my lower back, pulling me close to him. We sat next to each other on the bed and I leaned my head against his shoulder.

“This is our secret, though, right?” I asked.

Connor turned and kissed me on the cheek, then nodded his head.

“Of course,” he responded. “I promise that nobody will find out. And you’ll learn that I’m extremely tight-lipped. I can keep a secret for a lifetime.”

I immediately thought of the potential secrets that he actually
had
been keeping for a lifetime.

“Well, good,” I responded.

With my eyes closed, I relaxed into him for a moment.

“I should call my mom,” I said, after a few seconds of silence. “I told her that I was going camping with a girlfriend and I ought to let her know that I’m safe.”

Connor kissed me again on the cheek.

“Sounds good,” he said. “I’ll be right here when you get back. I think I’m going to have a lazy day for once.”

I crawled out of bed and got dressed. Connor watched me with a smile, then he slowly closed his eyes once again, drifting back to sleep. As quietly as I could, I tiptoed out of the bedroom and into the main area of the house. Then I walked out the front door, closing it as softly as I could behind me. The morning sun was already getting hot. It beat down on me as I made my way to my car.

I need to make a phone call. But I have to be sure that Connor doesn’t hear...

Quickly and quietly, I opened my car door and grabbed my cell phone. Then I walked around to the wildflower field at the back of the house. I sat down on the bench and unlocked the screen on my phone. Then I scrolled through my contact list until I found the number I was looking for.

“Dad,” I said, as I pressed on the name.

I can’t believe I’m doing this...

I hadn’t spoken to my dad in months. We weren’t very close because he spent all of his time at the office. He prioritized his life as a detective for the police department over all else, so I didn’t really see much of him, despite the fact that he was semi-retired. I wouldn’t have normally called him out of the blue, but he had a tool in his power that I knew could help me find the answers to my questions.

The phone rang three times and then my dad picked up.

“Hey, Emily,” he said. “I’m surprised to hear from you.”

I instantly felt like just hanging up and forgetting about the whole thing, but I knew that I couldn’t do that. So I took a deep breath and spoke.

“Hey, Dad,” I responded. “Yeah, sorry I haven’t called in a while. Things have been busy.”

My dad sighed and then after a moment, he spoke up.

“It’s okay, baby,” he said. “I’m sorry, too. As always, my work is taking over my time. The department won’t let me retire completely yet, because they still see me as an asset. Which is fine, I guess. But I’d rather be relaxing and doing nothing at home, that’s for sure.”

I laughed quietly as I listened. It was nice to hear his voice. It had been too long.

“Well, hopefully you can fully retire soon,” I said. “If you do, I’ll come out and see you. You can take me fishing!”

“I’d love that,” my dad responded. “God, I’d love that. Let’s make that happen, Emily.”

“So, Dad...” I said, feeling the adrenaline begin to pump through my veins. “I need a favor from you.”

I swallowed nervously as I waited for a response. Surprisingly, my dad didn’t hesitate to say, “Of course, Emily. What is it?”

My heart was beating in my chest as I tried to get comfortable on the bench. I felt like I was crawling out of my own skin. I was so damned nervous. I took another deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

“I need you to look someone up for me in the system,” I said.

My dad was silent for a moment. “Why?” he asked sternly.

“There’s someone who I need to find out about,” I responded.

“Who is it?” he shot back immediately.

He took his work very seriously and I could tell that he didn’t want to be playing with the police department’s criminal system just for the hell of it.

“Are you going to look him up for me if I tell you?” I asked.

My dad sighed and then finally said, “Yes, I’ll look him up. Now who is it, Emily? Is it a boy you’re dating or something?”

I felt my face blush as he asked the question.

“No,” I responded. “It’s someone who is about to become part of the family. I need you to look up the son of Mom’s new boyfriend. His name is Connor Watson.”

The words spilled out of my mouth and I closed my eyes as I waited for a response.

“Jesus Christ, Emily,” my dad said. “What in the hell is this all about? I love hearing from you, but why are you calling me for something like this?”

He was getting angry, but it didn’t surprise me. I had a feeling that he wouldn’t be too happy about the favor that I was asking.

“Dad, I didn’t want to have to do this,” I explained. “But it was the only option I had left. Please, can you just look him up and tell me what you find? Please?”