Temper Him by Caitlyn Dare

Chapter Thirty-Five

Kennedy

Everything is perfect from graduation to dinner with Conner’s family. I’ve smiled so much today my cheeks hurt.

But from the way Conner’s hand grips my thigh possessively, I know there’s still more smiling to come... possibly some screaming.

Heat floods me and I press my legs together.

“Are you thinking about dessert, babe?” he whispers against the crook of my neck as Mr. Jagger’s driver, Harry, drives us home. James and Sarah stayed at the restaurant, but we were given a free pass to return to the house and celebrate, just the six of us. Although if the sounds coming from Cole and Hadley and Ace and Remi are anything to go by, we’ll all be celebrating in our own private parties for two.

“Thank fuck,” Ace grumbles when the house comes into view.

“You say that like Remi doesn’t put out at least twice a day,” Conner teases.

The second the car rolls to a stop, Ace shoulders the door and yanks Remi out, the two of them disappearing around the side of the house.

“That leaves the four of us,” Conner says. “We could always finish what you girls started...”

“Don’t you have shit to take care of?” Cole mutters, and I glance at him.

“What shit?”

“Ask your boy.”

We all climb out and Cole wastes no time hoisting Hadley into his arms. “Enjoy,” he flashes me a rare smile. “I know I will.”

Hadley shrieks as he stalks off toward the house.

“They’re cute.”

“Not as cute as you.” Conner advances on me, pulling me into his arms. “Happy graduation day, K.”

“I can’t believe high school is over.”

“Believe it.” His eyes sparkle with promise. “Are you ready to see her?”

“Really?” Excitement spreads through me.

Betty has been a secret project. For the last couple of weeks, she’s been down at G’s auto shop and Ace and Conner have worked nonstop to fix her up. But given that Conner is pulling me toward the Jaggers huge double garage, I figure she must finally be ready.

“This is it, babe. Just you, me... and Betty.” He yanks open the door and lets me past.

“Oh my God,” I breathe. “She’s beautiful.”

“She’s something, right?”

The pale blue metallic paint glitters under the strip lighting. Betty hasn’t just been restored to her former beauty, she’s been given one hell of an upgrade.

“I can’t believe you did all this.” I mean, I can. Money is no object for the Jaggers, but the fact that Conner has been slaving away to make something so perfect for us… Well, it makes a ball of emotion lodge in my throat.

“I love it.”

“Her,” he corrects, running his hand over the paintwork. “She’s a little temperamental, but I like a girl who keeps me on my toes.” Humor dances in his eyes. “So what do you think? Can you see yourself on the road in her?”

“Hell yeah. I can’t wait to leave the Bay.” I lace my arms around his neck.

“We should probably take her for a test run, you know, just to make sure everything is okay.”

“A test run?” My brow arches as I let my lips ghost over Conner’s.

He grips my hips, dragging me closer. I can feel him at my stomach, already long and hard.

“Do you have any idea how badly I want you?” The words flutter over my mouth. “Sitting through that meal was torture. All I could think about was sliding to the floor and burying my face between your legs, eating you for dessert.”

“Con,” I breathe as his lips trail hot, wet kisses down the slope of my neck.

“Get inside the van, K. Now.”

My stomach coils tightly at the dominance in his voice. He pulls open the side door and I climb inside. The bed is already pulled out. There isn’t much room, but I can’t think of anything better than spending long summer nights here with Conner.

He leans inside and grabs something. I snag his wrist when I catch a glimpse of the sign.

“Please tell me that’s not what I think it is.”

He holds it up proudly, grinning from ear to ear. “I had it custom-made, what do you think?”

“If the van’s a rocking, don’t come a knocking. Conner,” I snicker, “you cannot put that on the door.”

“Why not? It’s better than some poor unsuspecting camper getting an eyeful.”

“Oh my God, you’re crazy.” Laughter bubbles in my chest as I watch him hang the sign on a hook I want to believe he didn’t put there on purpose... but I know without a doubt he did. Because Conner Jagger is that guy. The one who will make you laugh and constantly keep you guessing as to what zany idea he’ll come up with next.

And I love him for it.

I love his passion and loyalty and the way he cares so fiercely about his family and friends. The way he wears his heart on his sleeve for all to see.

Conner climbs into the van, sliding the door closed behind him.

“It’s a little tight.”

“That’s what he said.”

I swat him on his chest, but he snags my wrist, rolling on top of me. I’m pretty sure his feet are hanging over the bed and there’s barely any room to sit up, but we’ll make it work.

“Perhaps I didn’t think this through.” His brows knit.

“It’s perfect. I have all I need right here.”

“Yeah?”

I nod, smiling so hard my cheeks start to hurt again. “I can’t wait for next week.”

James and Sarah get married next Saturday. Conner and I plan to leave on Sunday. We don’t want to stick around a second longer than we have to.

“We could always skip the wedding and go tomorrow,” he says.

“We can’t skip the wedding. Sarah would never forgive you.”

“I don’t know about that. I think she’d understand.”

“Your brothers wouldn’t.”

“Life is changing, K. We’re not kids anymore.”

“No, you’re not.” I slide my hand against his cheek. Conner might have the sense of humor of a child, but he’s grown into an amazing young man.

I rub myself on him, needing to feel him.

“Yeah?” His eyes light up.

“Well, that’s what you brought me out here for, wasn’t it?”

“Fuck yeah.” He starts fumbling between us. It’s a tight squeeze, him trying to hike my skirt up and me trying to push his jeans over his hips. But eventually we get there and Conner slides his hands under my ass, rocking into me with one smooth stroke.

“Fuck, K,” he groans. “You feel so fucking good.”

I hitch my legs around his waist, letting him go deeper as we rock together. Conner kisses me, plunging his tongue into my mouth over and over, mirroring the way he fucks me hard and fast, as if he can’t get enough.

“Just think, babe,” he whispers against the corner of my mouth, slowing his pace and grinding his cock into me in a way that steals my breath. “We get to do this every night...”

“We already do it every night.” I bury my fingers in his hair, dragging my nails over his scalp.

He’s insatiable. But so am I.

Forever will never be enough with Conner, and I can’t believe I almost lost him, for good.

“Yeah, but we won’t have to worry about anyone hearing you scream.” He reaches between us and pinches my clit, making me cry out his name.

“That’s it, babe, scream for me.” He pounds into me so deep and hard my eyes roll back. It’s so fucking good. Conner slides his tongue down my jaw and neck, tearing at the neckline of my shirt and latching his mouth onto my breast. My body bucks beneath him, overwhelmed by sensation: his perfect cock buried deep inside me, his fingers on my clit, his tongue wrapped around my nipple.

“God, it’s...” The words get stuck in my throat as I cry his name over and over.

“I love you, K. I love your body... your heart. I love every single piece of you.” He drives into me, pinning me to the thin mattress as intense waves of pleasure begin to crash over me.

“I’m close...” I pant, tugging his hair to bring his face back to mine. We kiss dirty, wet kisses that I feel all the way down to the tips of my toes.

Nothing will ever be better than this. Conner fucks me the way he loves me: with complete unrestraint.

“I love you,” he breathes against my lips. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“Conner.” His name fills the camper van as my walls ripple and clench, milking him.

“Fuck, babe... fuck,” he roars, jerking inside me.

He presses a kiss to my collarbone as we both come down from the high. We’re sweaty and breathless but so damn happy.

“Hey.” He lifts his eyes to mine, smiling.

“Hey.” I press my hand to his cheek.

“That was... you rock my world, K.” Conner kisses me, letting his tongue lazily slide against mine. I feel him grow hard inside me.

“Again?” I press my hands to his chest, and he grins down at me.

“What did I tell you, babe? Forever will never be enough.”

* * *

The next morning, we’re the last ones to breakfast.

“Finally,” Cole grumbles. “We thought you were never going to come up for air.”

My cheeks heat at his words. “We slept in,” I say at the same time Conner says, “Like you weren’t fucking your girl all night.”

Cole shrugs, a hint of a smirk on his face.

“I can’t believe we did it,” Hadley changes the subject. “We survived high school.”

“We didn’t just survive, Dove.” Cole hooks his arm around her neck and pulls her close. “We fucking aced it.”

“Damn straight, bro,” Conner drops onto a stool, fitting me between his legs.

“I’m just glad it’s over,” Ace adds.

“Oh, I don’t know.” Remi shoots him a knowing smile. “We had some fun there.”

“And we’ll continue to have plenty of fun not there.”

“So how was Betty?” Cole asks, and I blush again.

“Fucking great,” Conner answers before stuffing a pastry in his mouth.

“Betty was great? Or the fucking was great?” He smirks.

“Cole!” the girls and I grumble.

“What? It’s a valid question. We’re family, we don’t keep shit from each other.”

Conner snorts. “You really want to go there, bro?”

“Says you. You almost got killed twi—”

Hadley throws her hand over his mouth.

“We’re not doing this,” she says. “Everything, the past, all the secrets and hurt and pain, it doesn’t matter. We’re here now and we’re okay, and we have our whole lives ahead of us.”

“Fuck yeah, we do.” Ace lifts his glass of orange juice and tips it to her. “We’re family, all of us.” His eyes land on me. “And we’ll always have each other’s backs. Always.”

“Thank you,” I mouth, feeling emotion swell inside me as I lean back against Conner’s chest. His lips go to my neck and I tilt my head slightly, giving him better access.

“What are you thinking?” he whispers as the others start tucking into their breakfast.

“That I love you.” I glance down at him. “And I can’t wait to ride off into the sunset together.”

“We still have you for another week yet,” Cole barks. “So don’t get any fucking ideas about skipping out on the wedding.”

“Yeah, yeah, bro. Keep your hair on,” Conner’s arms tighten around my waist. “We’ll be there. We wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

“I still can’t believe they’re getting married,” Remi adds, looking up at Ace. “We’re going to be—”

“Don’t say it,” he growls.

“Shit, bro,” Conner chuckles. “Imagine explaining that one to your kids. You’ll be their father and their step-uncle.”

“Con,” Remi warns.

“Oh, come on, that shit is funny.”

“No, what’s funny is how you’ll have to rock up to the wedding in a wheelchair if you keep pushing.”

“Relax, I’m joking. It’s a joke.”

“This is nice,” Hadley says, trying to instill some order again.

“What’s that, Hadley baby?”

“The six of us sitting here with everything behind us.”

A ripple goes through the room as Conner, Cole, and Ace share a brief look.

“What?” Hadley frowns.

“Nothing, Dove.” Cole drops a kiss on her head. “Everything is good.”

“Damn straight,” Conner adds, but I hear the hesitation in his words. His concerns can wait for another day. Nothing is going to ruin this moment.

“So long as we always look out for each other,” Ace says with a hint of pride, “nothing can touch us.”

“I’ll drink to that.” Cole grabs his juice box and thrusts it in the air.

“Family.”

“Family.” The word echoes through the room, and I know without a doubt I’ve finally found my place in the world. Right beside Conner and his two brothers.

And I couldn’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be.