Page 63 of His to Protect

He groaned as I shifted my hips and rolled them again, pressing into him.

“Jesus,” he grunted. “I can feel how wet and hot you already are.”

My fingertips dug into his shoulders. “Please, Declan. Don’t hold back with me. Not like this.”

I felt his fight to be safe leave him with another rolling breath that rippled down his abs. His hand on my cheek cupped me more firmly and then he was pulling me closer to him, sinking his lips to mine.

I instantly mewled against him as his hands began to move. He explored my skin, my arms, and my back beneath my tank top, and then that was being removed as I was rolled to my back.

“So beautiful,” he said, leaning over me, already between my spread thighs. His large, warm hand trailed down my chest, sliding between my breasts and running along my abdomen.

The sincere and intense way he looked at me prevented any embarrassment from seeping into me. His hand drew circles on my skin, creating a wake of goosebumps as the circles grew smaller and then larger again.

With every swipe of his hand just above the waistband of my shorts, I arched into him, silently signaling what I needed.

He ignored me and kept his eyes on my face, watching the reaction I was having to his touch become obvious.

I bit down on my bottom lip to contain my moans and to stop myself from pleading again.

He knew what I wanted. I’d already asked enough.

His eyes met mine and narrowed. “I want to be gentle with you, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to.”

I shook my head. “Don’t. I want you, however you come.”

He must have seen the sincerity and the need in my eyes, because his hand stilled at my hip, and he leaned forward.

“I haven’t even kissed you yet,” he murmured, his lips stretching into a grin. “How forgetful of me.”

I laughed softly as his lips met mine and I opened to him immediately. Our tongues tangled together, increasing my need like a wildfire ignited deep inside me. As our kiss grew more intense, Declan’s hands went to my pajama shorts and he pulled them down, no longer seeming to hesitate about what he wanted.

His hand slid up my thigh and I moaned into his mouth. His touch was sure and confident, but gentle at the same time.

I arched into him, spreading my thighs wider.

I gasped as he trailed two fingers through my wetness and spread it around. I squeezed my eyes closed, dug my fingers into his back.

“Yes,” I whispered, already feeling my clit begin to pulse. I was swollen and hot and wet, and so much more turned on than I could remember being before, or at least, for years.

I needed this. I needed the physical release as well as the emotional one.

I was cheating on a husband I’d left only weeks earlier, but this didn’t feel wrong.

It felt nothing less than perfect. As Declan’s fingers continued sliding through me, dipping inside me and teasing me, pulling out and running over my clit, perfection continued to increase until I felt ready to explode.

“Declan,” I gasped again, pushing my head into the mattress. My head began to thrash from his light ministrations, and my breath came too quick and harsh to continue kissing him. Fire burned along my inner thighs and a shiver rolled through my entire body. “I’m so close.”

“Let me see you,” he whispered, dipping down and pressing his lips against the column of my throat. “Let me see what I do to you.”

I shattered immediately, my entire body going up in flames as the climax he’d so quickly pulled from my body rolled through me, making me lose the control I so desperately clung to.

While I shouted his name and chanted “Oh my God” repeatedly, I swooned at his praise, his compliments, as he called me beautiful, perfect, so soft…so hot and wet.

As my breathing returned to normal, Declan was already reaching down to the floor beside the bed and digging in his discarded jeans from the night before. He came back with a condom in his hand, not wasting time before he ditched his boxers and wrapped his hand around his length.

He was beautiful everywhere. Thick and veined, his erection was just as large as the rest of him.

I sat up and took the condom out of his hand, then took it from the wrapper and rolled it down his length.

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