Page 58 of Wicked Devotions

“Mmmhmm.” He grabs my hand and pins it beside my head. “I’ve only been dreaming about it for years.”

“Wait– what? Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

He pushes my tank top up over my breasts andtakes one of my nipples into his mouth. The other hand slips down under my panties, immediately sliding through my slick folds. It feels so good I forget about being embarrassed or ashamed of what I want.

I want to feel his mouth on me. His fingers are so good, how much better could his tongue be? He slides his thumb over my clit, working every part of me that needs it.

I pull my tank over my head and then wiggle out of my shorts and panties until I’m just as naked as he is. If he climbed on top of me right now, I’d let him. I’d give him anything and everything in this moment, and he must sense it because he looks up at me.

“I’m going to eat your pussy until you scream my name, but that's all we’re doing tonight, okay?”

“Okay.” A surprisingly large part of me is disappointed by that statement.

But then he’s working his way down my body. His lips and tongue sucking and licking every inch they pass over until he wedges his shoulders between my thighs. His face is so close to my center that I feel each of his breaths as he parts me with his thumbs.

“You’re so wet and pretty for me.” He slides afinger deep inside me. “So fucking tight. I can’t wait to make this hole mine.”

He traces my center with his tongue, and it feels unbelievably amazing. I drop my thighs open further for him as the tip of his tongue alternates between circling and flicking my clit. I cry out when he slips another finger inside me and flips them over, teasing the spot along my front wall that makes me loose my mind.

My fingers dig into his hair, pulling at the roots as the most intense, white-hot heat builds in my core. My back arches off the bed, and my hips move against his face. I’m so close I feel like my veins are burning.

“Declan,” I cry out as he sucks my clit between his lips and causes my body to detonate with the most incredible pleasure I’ve ever experienced.

He smiles against me and continues to lick and suck my folds while he moves his fingers in and out of me. He milks every drop of pleasure from my body until the tremors stop, and I melt back into bed. My hair sticks to my forehead as I drag in deep breaths and come down from the high.

“Who would have thought I’d be left breathless?” I say as he collapses beside me.

“Me.” He pulls me close and kisses me.

The taste of my release all over his mouth is so much sexier than I ever thought it would be. He must think so, too, because he takes his time. It’s like he wants to imprint the taste of me on him in my brain. He shouldn’t worry, I’m not going anywhere else.

After a few minutes he gets up and walks naked to his bathroom. I hear water running and catch a glimpse of him in the mirror wiping his stomach off. He flips off the light and walks back over to the bed with warm, wet cloth and cleans me up. That might be the most intimate part of this, allowing him to care for me like that. He’s so gentle with me, even after he tosses the cloth back in the bathroom and lays back down. His arms wrap around me as he pulls me close, and we both fall asleep fully sated for now.

Chapter

Twenty-Two

DECLAN

Iwatch with envy as the blacked out private jet carrying my cousin and his family touches down at the private airport just outside of town. Luckily, they were able to be wheels up in time for me to pick them up before going to soccer practice later today. I had to miss a couple classes, but I’m not worried about that. My spot at my mom’s family company isn’t going anywhere regardless of my grades.

The gate opens for me to drive out onto the tarmac. Sawyer is first to deplane,jogging down the stairs in a perfectly tailored Tom Ford suit. He turns and offers a hand to Olivia, sneaking a kiss as soon as she’s beside him. Next comes Nolan, his actual job is a mystery to most people, but an air of danger always hangs in the atmosphere around him. Lake is the last out, carrying a duffel in each hand and wearing a gun on his hip. His black hair is styled in a crew cut, a reminder of his background as an Army Ranger.

Those bags he’s carrying are full of security equipment for our house. Having her room entered and violated like that is disconcerting for us and terrifying for her. It’s clear that we need more help.

“Hey, Dec.” Sawyer grabs my hand and pulls me in for a hug, slapping me on the back a couple times.

“Hi.” I return the embrace and then hug Olivia. “How was the flight?”

“Easy and quick.”

“Good.” I nod in greeting at Nolan and Lake then lead them around to the trunk to put the bags away.

Sawyer sits in the front seat with Lake and Nolan behind us and Olivia in the middle. All four of them listen intently as I explain the situation and Harper’s background. Scott Flynn’s arrest and downfall was national news, so they have a decent foundational understanding already.

“How is Harper doing?” Olivia asks. “Emotionally and physically?”

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