Page 44 of Declan

He’s kissing, sucking, and biting. Hard and fast.

I have no restraint as I rub my pussy against him, needing to feel more.

His tongue lashes out against my sensitive clit and I see stars.

“Declan!” I shout, fisting his hair in my hands.

He doesn’t slow his pace, he actually picks up speed. I didn’t think it was possible for someone to have such a talented mouth, but I was wrong. He’s pulling me to the edge so fast, and there’s no way to stop the building in my body.

His warm breath blows against me as his tongue unleashes frantically, causing me to moan uncontrollably. I’ve never had anyone worship my pussy the way he is. It’s hard, fast, and deliberate.

He sucks on my clit just as he slams two fingers inside my wet pussy.

“Fuck! Oh, Declan, I’m not going to be able to hold on. It feels so good, so fucking good.”

He growls against me, sending a shot through my body. His fingers fuck me as he sucks harder on my clit and that’s it, it’s my undoing.

I explode, falling off the edge as wave after wave washes over me.

“Oh my God!” I whisper through my moans.

My legs are shaking as I pull on his hair while he licks at me, taking everything from me.

Not just the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced, but my goddamn heart and soul.

My breathing is heavy when he finally pulls away and looks up at me. His mouth is glistening, and unbelievably, my body starts to heat up again.

“You taste even better than I imagined you would. That was fucking hot, Lena.” He presses soft kisses on my inner thighs, moving slowly up my body, dropping kisses on my overheated skin along the way. Once he’s to his feet again, he crashes his lips to mine, allowing me to taste myself on his tongue.

A soft moan escapes me, and I feel him smile against my lips. It’s cocky and sexy all at once.

He pulls away, and our eyes lock as his fingers sink into my hair. “I need you, Lena. I need to be buried deep inside that tight pussy.”

I bite my lip as I push his cut off, watching it drop to the floor. I gather the soft fabric of his shirt in my hands and yank it over his head. I’ve seen him shirtless before, but this is different. I’m allowed to look. I’m allowed to appreciate the Adonis he is. His muscular body that flexes with each move he makes, allowing his tattoos the perfect canvas.

My hands explore him, tracing each line and ripple, trying to memorize the feel of his warm skin against my fingers. He allows me. He watches me carefully as I lose myself in the way hefeels, the way his breathing is picking up, and the soft growl that escapes him.

I glance up, and his eyes are dark and full of desire.

My fingers trail down to his waist, unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down his legs. He kicks them aside and I begin to sink down, wanting to give him the pleasure he just gave me.

But, he catches me under my arms, stopping me and lifting me back up.

“Believe me, Lena, I want to fuck your mouth and I will. But not now. Right now, I need to be inside you. I need to feel your body against mine. I need to unleash this pent-up want. I need to fuck you.”

So hot.

So dirty.

So controlling.

And I fucking love it.

“Take me, Declan. Do want you need, what we both need,” I whisper, running my hand down his cheek.

He pushes his boxers off, and as I look down, my eyes widen.

Yes, he’s big, but it’s not his size that surprises me. It’s the piercing I see.

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