Page 58 of Cross Check Hearts

Hannah

My trembling muscles slowly uncoil as I come down from the soaring heights Declan brought me to with his tongue, but he keeps licking and sucking at me gently, making me jolt with aftershocks. I don’t know where I went for those few moments while he shattered me to pieces, but I feel like I’m coming back into my body after floating somewhere else—except every nerve ending between my legs feels alive with sensation.

I lie there staring at the ceiling as I try to catch my breath and still my racing heart, almost unable to believe this is finally happening again. It’s been next to impossible to keep my mind off having sex with him again, and he hasn’t been making it any easier with the way he’s been talking to and treating me lately. From the charged truth-or-dare game at the bar to his knowing looks after he caught me touching myself in the shower at the studio, it’s like he’s been seducing me, inching me closer to crossing a line that we can’t come back from.

Maybe it was inevitable that we’d eventually leap over that line, and maybe this is just a release for all the tension that’s been swirling between us like heat from a wildfire, but I don’t really care what it means or what happens after this. Whatever the price is, I’ll pay it, because all I know is that I want him so fucking badly that I can’t stand it anymore, and judging from the way he just devoured me, the feeling is clearly mutual.

When I got the piercing, I thought of him and this exact moment the entire time. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he eventually got me naked and saw it, couldn’t wait to hear his reaction. And most of all, I couldn’t wait to see what he’d do with it. But even my wildest daydreams—and there were so many of them—didn’t come anywhere close to the incredible way he just made me feel.

I know he said he wants so much more than just sex with me, but I’m so damn glad we’ve taken this step because I don’t think I could stand another second of the tension or the teasing from him. And between my piercing and the kinky things I already confessed to him that I want to try, I know we’re heading into new territory together that I can’t wait to explore.

As if Declan can read my mind, he finally pulls back from me and unwinds my legs from around his shoulders. He moves back up onto the bed, kneeling between my legs, and stares down at me with a dark look in his eyes as he peels his shirt over his head.

“Do you have a safe word?” he asks, and my stomach flutters as a shiver of anticipation sweeps through me. This is exactly where I hoped we were heading.

“No.”

“Then you’d better come up with one fast,” he says, his voice low and hungry as he tosses his shirt on the floor behind him and starts working off his pants.

There’s so much going on, and I’m so overwhelmed from head to toe that it feels impossible to focus on anything. Still, my mind races, grasping for something that isn’t cheesy or cliché, and the first thing it settles on is exactly what I’m seeing right now.

“Red,” I say without a hint of hesitation, and Declan smirks as he shoves down his boxers and the thick cock that I’ve been craving springs free. My heart pounds in my chest, crashing against my ribcage.

“Keeping it traditional, huh? I like that.” He lifts his pants off the bed and reaches in the back pocket for his wallet, then flips it open and digs out a condom.

Holding it by one corner, he tears the wrapper open with his teeth and rolls the condom onto his cock, and I can’t take my eyes off him. It’s hard to imagine that in just a few seconds, he’ll be inside me again, but I can’t wait.

Declan reaches for one of my hands and moves it so that my fingers are resting on my clit. It’s still so sensitive from the earth-shattering release he just gave me that just barely touching it like this makes me hiss in a breath of air. He smirks as he pushes my hand with his, pressing my fingers against my throbbing clit.

“Touch yourself. Make yourself feel good.”

Something about the intensity of his heated gaze and the way that he’s commanding me with both his words and actions makes my heart race and my stomach flutter. It’s kind of stupid because we’ve had sex multiple times already so it’s not like there’s any good reason for it, but I’m still feeling shy about touching myself like this in front of him. Not because I’m inexperienced, but because it feels so intimate, so vulnerable.

But when his hand stops moving mine suddenly, he stares down at me expectantly with his brows raised. “Go on.”

With my lip lodged between my teeth, I start working my fingers in gentle circles around the incredibly sensitive bundle of nerves.

“That’s it, nice and slow. How does it feel?”

A shiver races down my spine at the question and the scorching way he’s looking at me. It makes my toes curl and my pussy clench. “It’s so sensitive.”

“Good, that’s exactly the way I want it,” Declan says and loops his powerful arms under each of my knees then pulls upward, lifting my ass off the mattress and bringing my body against his. The swollen head of his cock rests against my entrance, and the breath I’ve been holding comes hissing out between my teeth. I have to stop touching myself for fear of going to pieces all over again. Declan’s eyes drop to my pussy.

“You don’t stop until I tell you. Understood?”

“Yes,” I say breathlessly as I start moving my fingers in wide, gentle circles around my clit again.

I don’t know how I’m going to hold it together without crumbling, not with him giving me that look and with his thick cock pressed against me like this, but I’m going to have to find a way. I’m already soaked from the first orgasm he gave me, and the anticipation of having him inside me again is making me so slick that I feel it coating his cock as he starts to inch into me.

A whimper stutters out of me, but it quickly turns into a yelp of surprise and pleasure when Declan thrusts his hips forward and drives all the way into me.

His body slams into mine, rough and intense, and I struggle to breathe as my brain scrambles to catch up with the overwhelming sensations ripping through my body. Then everything comes roaring into focus again, and I cry out from the sudden feeling of fullness. My fingers stop moving, trembling against my clit.

“Keep going,” Declan commands, but his words barely break through the haze in my brain. “I want to see you come just like this. With me buried inside you.”

“God,” I gasp because his words and the girth of his cock stretching me like this are almost enough to send me careening over the edge by themselves.

“Do it. I won’t tell you again.”

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