Kelly Clan 02 - Connor (8 page)

He pulled out, and her eyes snapped open.

“What are you—”

He didn’t give her time to finish. If he had to hold off much longer, he was going to lose his shit. Conor picked her up and flipped her over to her stomach.

Not giving her much chance to catch her breath, he hauled her up to her knees and thrust her back against him. His cock pushed deep inside her.

“Conor,” she moaned. He loved the sound of his name on her lips as he fucked her.

He leaned forward and swept her hair off her back. The pins from earlier were lost in the bed. Softly, he kissed along her neck, pushing himself even further inside.

She began to pant, and he knew she was close. He pushed against her G-spot and could feel her pussy respond.

Conor sat back up and slapped his hips hard against her ass. He pulled out and did the same thing. Claire moaned and thrashed against the mattress.

He was so close. He continued to slam into her, filling her each time as he moved.

His fingers gripped her hips and worked her over him. They came hard together. Conor shouted as jets of his cum coated her walls. She gripped him hard, and they just enjoyed the feel of their release.

Conor pulled out and flopped down next to her on the bed.

She rolled over and peppered his chest with kisses.

“Wow,” she whispered.

Conor took a deep breath. “Yeah.”

Her hand traced patterns along his chest. The gesture was sweet. He wanted this, wanted her.

The longing shook him to his very core. Being with Claire was the last thing she needed. He was in a world of trouble with both Ennis and Finn. What could he bring her but sadness? That's all he had managed to do before.

She shifted to smile at him. The expression only speared him deeper. He had to get out of there before the encounter started to mean more to him than it already did.

Conor loosened himself from her arms and went into the bathroom.

Claire watched him walk away and smiled. Amazing was too simple a word for what she was feeling at that moment. She knew it would be fantastic with Conor again, but the sex had been more like blow-your-mind explosive. She rolled over and breathed in his spicy scent on her pillows and sighed. This was good. She was good.

She jumped when Conor cleared his throat and blushed at being caught sniffing her sheets.

When she turned to look at him, her mouth nearly fell open.

“You’re leaving?” she asked. The words came out before she could even stop them. It was clear he was. His clothes were mostly on, and he stood holding his shoes.

“I’ve got an early morning,” he said.

Her heart raced as she tried to think of why he’d leave.

“Maybe you could leave from here?” she asked, feeling more desperate than hopeful.

“I don’t think that would be a good idea,” he said after a few minutes. “Thanks for a great night,” he said quietly.

“Yeah,” she murmured, afraid if she said more, her voice might let loose the floodgates.

Conor nodded and walked out the door. A few seconds later, she heard the front door click shut.

The tears she’d been holding back came freely now. They streamed down her face as she silently cried. In a matter of minutes, her best night ever had gone to her worst.

Chapter Eight

It had been a long night, and her eyes were paying for it. Claire checked her makeup one last time in the rear-view mirror. She’d done a fairly good job covering the red, but there wasn’t much to be done with the bit of puff that still lingered.

She climbed out of her car and sighed. The upcoming day had to be better than yesterday. Today, Harriet had her arraignment hearing, and that was good for Claire and the campaign, as she was the ‘whistleblower’ who took on her boss’s corruption. Finn had even arranged a viewing for them all, including Anna in the mix.

Claire took a deep breath and climbed the steps to Finn’s house. The door swung open before she could even touch the bell.

“Finally,” Alyssa said. The short, pixie-like woman stood in the door, looking as impatient as she could. Claire still had trouble believing this woman had ended up Finn's fiancee. She liked the woman, but she just had never imagined Finn would end up with a woman like her.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Claire said and stepped in the door. “You know I’m right on time.”

Alyssa gave a loud sigh. “Don’t you know you’re supposed to come early, so you can dish on the latest with Conor?”

Claire snorted. “I think I missed that rule.”

Anna came into the front hall and crossed her arms.

“You’re late,” she said and tapped her foot.

Claire laughed and moved around Anna. “I’m not late,” she said. “You were just early.”

Alyssa sighed. “She just doesn’t get it, Anna.”

Claire turned around and frowned. “Get what?”

Anna groaned from the door to the living room. “Don’t play stupid. Make with the gossip already.”

Claire stopped and stepped back a little. This was all a little overwhelming.

“Wait,” Alyssa said and stepped forward. “I’m thinking we might need to skip the chit-chat.”

Claire stared at the little blond woman, and it was clear she could see her misery.

“Why don’t we talk after?” Claire offered. She could only hope that it was old news by the time they finished watching the arraignment.

Anna shrugged and turned around. “Let’s settle in,” she said.

Alyssa winked at Claire when Anna was out of sight.

“I still want details, but maybe not where Finn can hear.” She wrinkled her nose. “I’d hate for Conor to end up hurt over this.”

“That makes one of us,” Claire mumbled.

Alyssa laughed. “I can understand the feeling. I think we’ve all been there.”

Claire nodded. Alyssa of all people would understand men being assholes. Finn hadn’t exactly been so dashing when they first got together. It took some time for him to wise up. Maybe there was still time for Conor, but she’d already dealt with this shit once. Claire wasn’t so sure she wanted to do it all over again. The real question was if she was going to wait that long, and there was the not insignificant matter of him working for Ennis. If he had put some of his pride aside in the past, it would have never been an issue.

Claire looked into the living room and frowned. “No Haley?”

Alyssa grinned. “Noel isn’t here, so she didn’t see much of a point.”

She couldn’t hold back the laugh that bubbled up. The idea of someone chasing Noel was about the funniest thing she’d heard in some time.

“So, she’s still at it?” Claire grinned.

Alyssa rolled her eyes. “I tried to tell him that Haley was a determined woman, and I’d never seen her not get what she set out to. And she’s got her eyes on him.”

“And I take it Noel isn’t so fond of this.”

Alyssa sighed. “He’s hard to read anymore. He doesn’t hardly talk to anyone. In all honesty, I hope she can break through to him.”

Claire’s heart hurt for her cousin. Noel had suffered more than anyone she ever knew. The wounds and burns he suffered at the hands of Boris ran deeper than what they saw. Maybe sweet Haley would be the balm for his soul.

“They are getting ready to start,” Finn called from the living room.

The two hurried their way to the couch. Several of Finn’s men had gathered with them. It seemed that he was beefing up security. Probably for the best. Even if Ennis could be somewhat restrained, which wasn't saying much, Boris certainly wasn't. The fact that only a few people had died in the various battles and counter-battles was almost a miracle in of itself, but that didn't mean the streets wouldn't fill with blood in the future.

She glanced over to the side and was surprised to see Riley had made it into the inner circle. Claire never really knew what he did for Finn, but then, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know. He turned her way, and she gave a small wave. They were second cousins or something like that, seeing as they shared the same black hair, so she’d spent a decent amount of time with him until he turned fourteen. Then, it was as if she never existed. Over the years, he just seemed to grow bigger and become meaner looking. Looking at him now, she was surprised Anna hadn’t taken off running.

Claire glanced over at her friend, who was intently staring at the screen, waiting for court to go into session.

“Drink?” Finn said from behind her.

Claire shook her head. “Better not,” she said quietly. “I’ve still got work to do. Anna?”

“Nope,” Anna said. She smiled at Finn. “Goes right to my head. Thanks.”

Finn nodded and took his seat next to Alyssa on the couch opposite them.

“Finally,” Anna whispered when the legal teams started to file in.

A hush fell over the room as she watched Harriet step into the room with her legal team. She didn’t look quite like the same woman Claire had worked for, and a piece of her felt sorry for this woman who had just gotten wrapped up in something beyond her.

“That’s weird,” Anna said next to her.

Claire turned to look at her. “What?”

Anna tore her eyes from the TV. “That blond looks a little like a woman Jason works with.”

Claire squinted at the screen. “Maybe Harriet hired her, and Jason didn’t know,” she offered.

Anna shook her head. “Maybe I’m just wrong.”

The judge walked in at that moment, and the camera panned to him. They listened intently as the bailiff called out the judge and asked the room to take a seat. The judge read a long list of charges to Harriet and her team.

“How do you wish to plead?” the judge asked.

The camera fell on her lead attorney.

“Not guilty.” Jason stood clearly on the screen.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Claire said and turned to Anna, who sat wide-eyed in shock.

“That bastard.” Anna turned to look at Claire. “All those nights. For this? I’m going to twist his dick off and feed it to him for dinner.”

“You know him?” Finn asked.

Some minor legal back and forth followed on the screen.

Claire opened her mouth to respond when Anna spoke up.

“That’s my fucking husband.” She glared back at the screen.

“Any chance he didn’t know?” Finn asked.

Anna shook her head. Her eyes were already brimming with tears.

“Drink this,” Riley said from behind Anna and shoved a drink in her hand with some tissues.

Claire turned and smiled at him, but he was already walking away from them. It was surprisingly sweet of him, so maybe he hadn’t changed all that much.

Anna downed the glass.

“Unfucking believable,” Anna muttered. She shook her head as she looked at Jason.

The judge stood, and they adjourned for the day.

“Wait, that’s it?” Claire cried.

Finn shrugged. “She should have pled,” he said. “It’s a solid case, and she’d get less time that way. Looks like her lawyer is trying to work out a little bit of fame in this.”

Anna gave a short laugh. “That I believe. He’d sell off his own mother to make partner. Little fame would be just the trick.”

Finn nodded his understanding.

“So, what now?” Claire said with a frown.

Finn looked to the TV. “We keep watching, and she’ll get hers in the end.”

Claire shook her head. This was all going to take too long, and if it continued to drag out, it would only make her likely look bad, despite her whistleblower reputation.

Anna stood and swayed a little. “I going to go home and wait for my amazing husband.”

Claire popped up next to her. “Why don’t you let me take you home?”

Anna tried to focus on her and then nodded.

“Good.” Anna stamped her foot. “I can plan how I’m going to make him pay.”

They made their way to the door, and Claire sighed when she was outside. It had gotten dark out in the short time she’d been there.

“Think she’ll be all right?” Finn asked as Alyssa helped Anna get in the car.

Claire sighed. “Yes, but it’s going to be hard. I think they’ve only been married a few years. Not really the ideal situation.”

He nodded. “Keep an eye on her.”

She nodded and looked to the car. Anna sat quietly wiping her eyes.

“How’s Conor?” he asked quietly.

She turned to him and wondered how much he heard from earlier.

“Being very helpful,” she said, her voice tense. “He said they are watching us. Ennis wants me on his side, and Conor is just trying to keep Teagan and me out of the mess.”

Finn shook his head. “Never going to work. He’s going to have to make a choice.”

She stood back and gave her cousin a hard look. “I thought he already did that.”

Finn sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face. “That wasn’t a choice. Not really. It was desperation.” He stood a little taller. “Stay smart and keep an eye out. I’ve got sources that are telling me that things aren’t going well for Ennis. We all know Ennis doesn’t play well when it doesn’t go his way.”

Claire crossed her arms over her chest. “What sources would that be?”

Finn offered her a half-cocked sly smile. “Wouldn’t be wise to play all my cards at once.”

She watched him walk inside and sighed. Just like Conor said. Plans A, B, C, D and E. That was how Finn played things, and it had worked for him thus far.

Claire glanced back to the car. Now, she just had to get her friend home, so she could go wallow in her own misery.

* * *

Claire gave a final wave to Anna from the car. Try as she might, Anna insisted that she be in the living room waiting for Jason. Claire couldn’t really argue with her on it, but she still thought sleep would be the best thing for them both.

She pulled away from Anna and Jason’s cute little house. It was quite a distance from her home, but she didn’t mind the drive. Maybe she’d be able to clear her head of Conor and all his nonsense. She drove quietly along the road. These suburb areas were far more quiet than she was used to. She liked a bit more excitement.

The streetlights were few and far between, but the moon was out and helped along the way.

Bright lights nearly blinded her from an oncoming car.

“Turn your lights down, asshole,” she mumbled.