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He pulls his entire body into me as I crash into him, his lips on my hard nipple as he sucks on it. I see stars floating, and my entire body seems like it’s in a trance as I fight to regain control.

I just let myself go into the massive waves of pleasure as Declan continues to finger fuck me, dragging my orgasm for what feels like forever. I hear the wet sounds of his hand; I feel the wetness pouring down.

“Oh my God!” I moan louder than intended. His lips hover over my ear, his breathing too hot on my sensible skin.

“Not him, baby.” He curls his fingers again on my ultra-sensible inside, and I yelp into his shoulder, digging my nails into his shoulders so hard I think I draw blood. He continues to slowly move his finger on my clit while removing his fingers from inside me. I purr at the feeling,

“My turn, firecracker,” he rumbles into my lips as he presses a soft kiss on my forehead.

Chapter 15

Declan

Ibring my fingers to my lips as her flushed face turns to me, her eyes glistening with pleasure. I lick every drop of her. “Hmm, fuck, you taste heavenly,” I murmur. Her gaze darts up, catching sight of her arousal on my finger.

“Have you tasted yourself?” I ask.

She shakes her head, and I can’t help the smirk tugging at my lips. Slowly, I slide a single finger into her wet cunt and bring it to her lips, tracing her bottom lip until the tip of her tongue darts out to lick it.

“Good girl,” I whisper. Her pupils dilate further—my little vixen likes being praised.

As I lift myself, her beautiful breasts jiggle, and I can’t resist biting them softly. Then, harder, testing her limits, I leave a small mark and she cries out. My cock twitches even more under my zipper.

Fuck, I need to be inside her before I come like a teenage boy having his first time.

Standing, I unbuckle my belt. Viviana starts to close her legs, but I reach for her knees, parting them wider than before.

“I want to see that beautiful cunt dripping for me,” I grunt, my voice deep with need. The thought of being inside her, stretching her tight pussy, and filling her with my cum makes me feral.

“Declan” She whispers.

I pull my suit pants and boxers down, freeing my cock from its weeks-long prison. Stroking the base, I feel pre-cum drip from the tip. Viviana moves slowly, turning onto all fours and crawling toward me. Her eyes blaze with fire, fixed on my cock.

She looks up at me through her lashes. That submissive stare makes my restraint snap. I grab her hair, pulling her closer—perhaps too hard. Her breath catches, and I ease my grip slightly.

“You want to suck my cock, firecracker?” I ask, my voice laced with hunger.

She smirks. “Yes, sir,” she purrs.

Sir? Does she have any idea what she’s doing to me? The control it’s taking not to shove my cock deep into her throat is excruciating.

Releasing her hair, I force my hands to my sides, resisting the urge to push her.

Viviana inches closer, her hot breath teasing my tip. Her tongue flicks out, tasting the pre-cum pooling there. She hums in appreciation, batting her lashes up at me as her lips parted, slowly taking me into her soft, hot mouth.

A groan escapes me as I tilt my head back. A shiver courses through my entire body, settling in my balls as they tighten with pleasure. She moves slowly, her tongue swirling along my length, I push in and she gags.

“Breathe through your nose, Vi,” I instruct gently, my voice as calm as I can muster.

She nods, pushing me deeper. My hands snap to her face, halting her. Taking a deep breath, I mentally recite the names of every Irish soccer player I can remember. I haven’t needed this level of restraint since I was a teenager, but Viviana is making me lose my shit too fast.

She raises a questioning brow, my cock still in her mouth. Trying to move, she’s stopped by my grip. Her face turns red as her eyes gleam with mischief. Slowly, her tongue teases my length again.

“Viviana,” I warned sharply, gripping her hair tighter. She smirks and her tongue does another twirl around my cock, “Fucking hell Viviana, stop or I’ll edge until you’re screaming my name” She finally stops, her gaze never leaving mine.

Another deep breath, another player’s name. The urge fades slightly.

“Do you want me to fuck your throat?” I ask.

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