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Opening her door, Claire took one look at Connor in that tie before she reached out and tugged him inside by it.

"You son of a bitch," she said as shut the door behind him and then used all her strength and body weight to press him up against it once again. "You wore that on purpose. You knew exactly what you were gonna be doin' to me, didn't ya?"

Reaching into her waistband, she lifted a pair of steel handcuffs and raised an eyebrow.

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"Lots of things never stopped us-" Her breath catches in her throat at the feel of his tongue on her bare skin and she has to concentrate to finish the sentence. "Before."

When her back hits the solidness of the wood behind her, she wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him right: deep and hard, tongue tangling with his.

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Connor's hands tangles in her thick red hair, hips bucking slightly as he presses her in further into the worn wood of her wall.

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"Con-" She gasps against his mouth, her hands dropping between them so she can fumble with his belt and zipper. Her mouth goes back to his, the kiss just as frantic as before.

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Connor's grasp becomes less controlled, his fingers and hand sliding up her back to grip tightly at the back of her shirt as he bucks against her wandering little hands.

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As soon as his jeans are open, she slips a hand down the front and cups him gently, biting her lip to control any kind of sound that might have escaped. At the same time, she arches her back to be closer to him, her hips pushing against the same spot her hand is now massaging gently.

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He arches his neck back, temporarily breaking the rush of his lips on his neck with a low moan of her name. "Yer killin me Claire."

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The intensity of their kisses, combined with the feel of him in her hands, was so close to sending her over the edge that it was a good thing that he had stopped kissing her when he did. His words, however, were just as arousing.

"Want to feel you inside me, Con."

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Claire's answer is to be gently tossed on te bed and be quickly covered by Connor's body, his shirt open as he drags hers up and over her head, hips bucking against her.

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She landed with a soft 'oomph' sound and shimmied out of her jeans as he pulled her shirt over her head. Once she was left in her bra and panties, she cupped his face and kissed him gently but entirely thoroughly.

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That little but by no means less passionate kiss turns him on more then he would ever want to admit.
His fingers glide down her ribcage, memorizing and teasing at the skin before he makes fast work of his jeans and shoes with a little effort.