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I groan, both from the anticipation and her use of my title again. "Bree, please..."

She licks her lips, her gaze locked on my throbbing erection. "What are you begging for? Tell me exactly what you want."

"I want your mouth on me," I growl, my patience wearing thin. "Now."

A wicked grin spreads across her face. "As you wish, Your Knightliness."

Before I can protest that ridiculous phony title, she takes me into her mouth, and all coherent thought flies out the window.

Chapter Seven

Sabrina

I take my time stroking his length, making sure to build up the intensity until he's ready to explode like a supervolcano. His chest rises and falls rapidly, and his cheeks are flushed with pink. A droplet of moisture glistens on the tip of his crown, tempting me to lap up the salty goodness. But I'll hold back for now. Instead, I stop stroking him but keep my fingers wrapped around his shaft while I use my other hand to cup his balls. He moans as I massage them, virtually begging for more.

Damn, I don't know how much longer I can hold out. Despite my hunger for his cock, I want to stoke his need even higher to heighten his pleasure. So, I let go of his erection and dance my fingers along his inner thigh.

Declan's deep groan sends shivers through me and ignites a powerful ache in my clit. As I trace delicate circles on his inner thigh, inching closer to where I know he wants me the most. His muscles tense under my touch.

"Sabrina," he growls, his voice husky with need. "You're driving me mad."

I flash him a wicked grin. "That's exactly the idea."

My resistance crumbles, and I lower my head until my nose touches his thigh. My tongue lightly grazes the sensitive skin, causing him to jerk his hips in response. Pulling back slightly, I whisper cool air over the damp trail my tongue has left behind.

He thrashes his head, seeming half entranced, his eyes rolling back in his head. Inch by inch, I dance my fingers up his body, ghosting them over his straining erection, teasing it until he lets out a sharp gasp. Then I return to cupping his balls again, pulling one into my mouth to suckle it like I'm starved and his manly parts are the only food I can consume. Damn, he tastes incredible---and I haven't even gotten to the yummiest part of his body.

Declan clenches the sofa cushions tightly with both hands. "You must be a succubus sent to torment me."

I release his sac from my mouth and lick my lips. "Mmm, but you love every second of it."

"You have no idea how much, pet, no idea at all." The blazing fire in his eyes proves his hunger for me is real and intense, and he loves what I'm doing for him.

But am I done teasing? Not even close.

As I trail open-mouthed kisses along his length, I also flick my tongue intermittently, leaving him on the brink of ecstasy, never quite getting what he wants. His fingers grip my hair, urging me to keep going. The look on his face proves to me just how badly he needs the release I'm denying him.

I maintain eye contact as I paint open-mouth kisses on his shaft and slowly lick my way up to the top, swirling my tongue around the tip and savoring the flavor of pre-cum on my tongue. The salty-sweet flavor explodes on my taste buds. I can feel myself tightening in anticipation of what comes next---me, of course. Declan's breath hitches, and I can feel his abs clenching as he fights for control. My nipples have become hard pebbles, and they're so sensitive that even the slightest touch makes my clit throb.

Now I'm taking him fully into my mouth, inch by delicious inch, until the head of his cock hits the back of my throat. His guttural groans vibrate through me as my cheeks hollow out and I suck hard. My head bobs up and down while I work him with one hand, increasing the intensity of my sucking, knowing that he must be about to erupt. But I'm not done yet. With a wet 'pop' I release him from my mouth, earning a sharp gasp from Declan.

"Sabrina, please," he begs, his voice ragged with need.

I'm breathing harder too, and my cream has soaked my panties. Never have I ever been this hot for a man. Maybe I should worry about that, but I'll think about it later. Now, I need to drive him to the brink of madness before I finally let him erupt. So, I trail my fingers up his taut abdomen, reveling in the firmness of his muscles and the way his dick twitches when my hair grazes his belly.

"Please what, Declan?" I tease, my lips brushing against his ear.

"Suck me off before I lose my sodding mind."

I suppose I've tortured him enough, and besides, I'm desperate to devour him. "It's time, Sir Declan. Are you ready?"

"Fucking do it already."

"Whatever you need, baby." I rip my shirt open, sending buttons flying, then tear open my bra that opens in front. I toss the garments aside. "Lie on your back. I've got a surprise for you that I guarantee you'll love."

I shed my bra and shirt, then shimmy down his body until my face lies directly above his engorged cock. The term man candy takes on a new meaning here with this man.

Declan growls, low and primal, before slinging his arms around me to pin me to his chest. Then he flips us around in one swift motion. Now he's on his back, pinned beneath me, and I'm straddling his muscular body. His blue eyes smolder with a fierce lust.

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