Lockdown | Conor Mason

Something About Your Love

A/N: hi everyone, it took me quite a while to get this chapter right and I hope I did, trying to balance sweet and sultry. ❤️ please leave a comment if you're reading, I love feedback!
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"You're so tiny, like me," Conor chuckled. I raised an eyebrow as he carried me into the bedroom.

"You want me because I'm little and I make you feel like a giant, is that it?" I teased.

"No," he said wryly, tossing me onto his duvet. I looked up into his bright eyes.

"I want you because you're sweet, and smart, and you make me laugh."

As he spoke he crawled over me, going right for my neck. I drew in a hissing breath.

"And I want you because of your smooth, sexy skin, and this wild beautiful hair, and this angelic face of yours."

His fingers curled behind my neck, gripping my hair and turning my head so he could sweep his lips over my collarbone, drawing gooseflesh in their wake. I writhed under his touch.

"And, of course, for this...gorgeous body..."

As he pressed his lips again to mine, he pushed up my t-shirt and smoothed his palm over my chest. I hissed in a breath, threading my fingers in his hair.

I reached down his back and pulled up his shirt, and when I tossed it to the floor his eyes met mine, a grin splitting his gorgeous face.

I gazed up at him. He sat back on his knees, his grin widening underneath his tousled, spiky hair, those dark lustful eyes and those perfect kissable lips.

"What, love?" He smirked at me, placing his hands on his bare hips.

I ran my hands up his thighs, looked him up and down, before I could find words.

"You're just...so sexy."

His cheeks colored slightly, but his grin widened still further and his eyes blackened with lust as he pulled my shirt off and his mouth dipped down to my abdomen, placing sweet, warm kisses all along the top of my jeans.

He smiled against my skin, his warm breath tickling, sending my senses into overdrive.

He reached up with one hand to entangle my fingers with his, and with the other, he began slowly unbuttoning my jeans. I looked down watch him, his eyes piercing mine. How in the world did I get so lucky, I thought.

I wriggled out of my jeans, giggling, and he paused, raking his eyes over my body, now in nothing but my black silk underwear. He leaned his head down to my ear.

"You're perfect," he breathed, again drawing goosebumps to my skin. He slid onto his side next to me, and began tracing slow circles over the skin of my hips, grazing over my panties.

He pressed a soft kiss to my lips as his hand traveled further down, grazed over my thighs.

I purred with pleasure and looked up at his shining face, and he smiled down at me, then caught his bottom lip on his teeth.

He paused, looking up into my eyes. A rush of affection ran through me, and I bit down on my smile.

Piece by piece, our clothing found its way to the floor, intermingled with soft whispers and giggles.

Finally he rose up above me and his eyes widened in a silent, final inquiry, and when I nodded, his eyes fluttered briefly closed as he pushed into me.

He leaned down to kiss me softly and look into my eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed kisses to his cheeks and temples as he began to move, slowly, my sighs telling him all the things I was too caught up say. 

He breathed my name into my ear, and my whole body flashed with goosebumps as I arched up into him. He lifted a hand to my cheek, and his soft skin skimmed over mine like water on sand, like the waves on the shore just outside the window.

"You're incredible," I whispered, and the light in the smile that split his dewy face filled my heart to bursting.

Finally our breath became ragged, and I heard my name flow again from his lips as he bowed his head to my shoulder, breathing a long, shuddering sigh. A wave of white hot fire flooded through me, and I cried out in ecstasy as we finished together.

We lay there in the darkness, as our synchronous, heated breath slowed. 

The weight of his body warmed me as I stroked his shoulders, kissed his hair.

I couldn't believe it. Couldn't believe any of this perfect night was real.

It was many moments before our breathing returned to normal. When it did, he looked up at me with those gorgeous brown eyes and smiled a dopey, blissed-out smile.

"Let's never leave this room," he said, and kissed me softly.

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