#Chapter 94: Conrad’s Strength

Ollie’s POV Conrad crawls up the length of my body like an animal, his eyes wild as he looks over every single square inch of my body, gaze darting like he can’t get enough, doesn’t know where to look next. When he’s finally fully on top of me, he lowers his mouth to mine, claiming me with his tongue and teeth. He bites at my bottom lip, dragging it out a bit before letting it go. I’ve barely recovered from that attack of a kiss before he continues with an onslaught on my body. He traces open-mouthed, sloppy kisses to my breasts, where he teases my nipples with his tongue before tugging them lightly with his teeth. When both nipples are hard and aching, tender little buds, he continues downward, kissing over my abdomen and below. Finally, he presses my legs open wide, and clamps his mouth over my clitoris. When I’d been with Hugh like this, he had been deliberate with his tongue, taking me apart inch by inch with long measured strokes. Conrad, meanwhile, is a whirlwind.