Page 21 of One Hot Chase

Lowering my head, I take him into my mouth once more, this time with a newfound urgency. My tongue swirls around his stiff dick as I bob up and down, savoring every inch of him. Declan's hands tangle in my hair, guiding my movements as he thrusts his hips upward.

I can't stop myself from moaning yet again as the vibrations make him shudder beneath me. My hands roam over his chiseled abs, tracing every defined muscle. I can feel the tension building in his body, his breathing becoming more ragged with each passing second.

"Fuck, Bree, you're bloody amazing."

His words spur me on, and I increase my pace, hollowing my cheeks as I suck harder and harder. I can taste more of his pre-cum on my tongue, salty and intoxicating. Declan's hips buck wildly, his control slipping away with every passing moment. I can feel him tensing, teetering on the edge of bliss.

"Bree, love, I'm close. So bloody close." Declan's fingers tighten in my hair as his breathing grows ragged. "Oh God, Bree. I'm about to---"

He doesn't finish the sentence as his release hits him in a tidal wave of pleasure. I feel him pulsing against my tongue as he spills into my mouth with a guttural groan that echoes through the room. I swallow eagerly, lapping up every drop as his hips buck beneath me one last time. His fingers tangle tighter in my hair as he rides out the waves of his climax.

When the last tremors subside, I pull my mouth free and lick the last bits of his cum from my lips. I allow myself a moment to appreciate the undeniable beauty of his naked chest dappled with pink. Declan lies sprawled on the bed, chest heaving, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on his skin. His eyes are closed, lips parted as he struggles to regain his breath.

A surge of pride ripples through me. I did that to him. I reduced this gorgeous, cocky man to a quivering lump.

"Bloody hell, woman," he finally manages, cracking one eye open to look at me. "Were you trying to kill me?"

I grin, tracing lazy patterns on his chest. "If I was, I wouldn't have let you come yet. I'd have tortured you for hours just to see the look on your face."

His grin is somewhat lopsided. "I need to reciprocate, darling."

"That's unnecessary."

"Like hell it isn't."

Declan reaches for me, his strong hands grasping my hips. In one fluid motion, he flips us over so I'm on my back, pinned beneath his muscular body. His blue eyes blaze with renewed hunger as he gazes down at me.

"My turn," he growls, his accent thicker with desire. "I intend to lap up every molecule of your cream, which will surely be the most delicious food I've ever tasted. The scent of you is maddeningly enticing. I simply must eat you up."

Declan trails hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses along my neck, pausing to suck gently at my pulse point. I can't help the breathy moan that escapes my lips as electricity shoots through my body. His stubble grazes my sensitive skin, making me shiver.

"Declan," I gasp as he moves lower, peppering kisses across my collarbone.

His hands glide up my sides to my breasts as his thumbs graze the undersides. I arch into his touch, desperate for more contact. He chuckles against my skin, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through me.

"Patience, love," he murmurs, his heated breath whispering over my flushed skin. "I intend to savor every inch of you."

His mouth descends to my breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple before he takes it between his lips. Convulsive gasps tumble from lips, and I arch my back as he alternates between gentle suction and teasing flicks of his tongue. His free hand kneads my other breast, his thumb brushing over the sensitive peak.

"Declan, please," I whimper, my hips rolling against him instinctively.

He releases my nipple with a soft pop, looking up at me with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Please what, darling? Tell me what you want."

"I want... I need..." The words catch in my throat as his hand trails down my stomach and he dances his fingers along the waistband of my panties. My skin tingles everywhere he touches me, and I'm practically vibrating with need.

"Use your words, love," Declan purrs, his voice low and seductive. "Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you."

I swallow hard, my cheeks flushing even more. "I want your mouth on me. Please, Declan. I need you to taste me."

"Anything for you, my sweet."

Declan hooks his fingers under the elastic of my panties and slowly, torturously, pulls them down my legs. The cool air hits my heated core, making me shiver. He tosses the scrap of lace aside and settles between my thighs, his warm breath fanning over my sensitive flesh.

"Christ, you're gorgeous," he murmurs. "The most beautiful creature I've ever laid my hands on. Your hair is like silk, your lips are just plump enough to arouse a man's hunger, and the touch of your skin makes me crazed for you."

I gasp as Declan's tongue glides over my heated flesh, teasing my folds with feather-light strokes. My hips buck involuntarily, desperate for more pressure, but his strong hands hold me in place.

"Patience, love," he murmurs against my skin.

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