Page 56 of Declan

She moans, hips bucking into mine. “You make me crazy.”

“Good.” I nip her bottom lip. “Because I’m fucking insane for you.”

I walk us to the bed and drop her onto it, standing over her while she props herself up on her elbows, hair wild and lips swollen. The sight of her laid out for me like that makes my cock throb.

Clothes come off fast after that. She peels her shirt over her head, no bra underneath, and my mouth instantly goes to her nipples, teasing and sucking until she’s squirming. My hands drag her leggings down her legs, and I groan at the sight of the tiny black lace panties underneath.

“You wore these for me,” I mutter.

Her smirk is lazy, confident. “I always wear them for you.”

That breaks me.

I tear off the rest of our clothes and crawl over her, pressing her into the mattress with the weight of my body, kissing down her neck, between her breasts, over her stomach, until I’m between her thighs. She’s soaked, practically trembling when I blow on her perfect wet pussy.

“Declan…”

“I know, baby,” I murmur, then drag my tongue up the center of her. She cries out, hips arching off the bed. I hook her legs over my shoulders and hold her down, feasting on her like it’s the first time all over again.

She’s wild beneath me, grabbing my hair, gasping my name, whispering how much she needs me. And when she comes, it’s with my name on her lips and her nails in my shoulders.

I don’t wait. Don’t let her come down.

I slide into her while she’s still shaking, and it’s heaven. Hot. Tight. Fucking perfect. Her legs wrap around me again, arms locking behind my neck as I thrust into her, slow and deep.

“You feel like fucking sin,” I growl against her throat.

She moans, high and desperate. “Don’t stop. Please.”

“I couldn’t if I tried.”

Our eyes lock as I drive into her with a force that I can’t stop. The need, the want, the tension, it all rises to the surface, needing release.

I circle my hips, and she cries out in pleasure. It’s the sweetest, sexiest sound in the fucking world. A sound I’ll never get tired of hearing.

“Declan, oh God,” she moans, digging her nails into my back.

“That’s right, baby, let your body feel everything. We’ve fought this too long. No more. Give me everything, Lena,” I hiss, pounding into her, watching her tits bounce with each forceful movement.

“I am, Declan. I’m giving you everything,” she whispers, staring into my eyes.

It’s overwhelming, like our souls have just collided. “You’re mine, Lena. I won’t let you go.”

The need for both of us to let go has my body trembling as I slam into her over and over. Holding on to her soft thighs to ground myself in this moment that makes me feel something I’ve never experienced before.

It’s not just sex, it’s more than that. So much more.

“Don’t let me go, Declan,” she groans, moving her hips just as fast as I am.

I reach between us and rub her clit, causing her to arch off the bed. She’s as close as I am.

“Tell me your mine, Lena. I want to hear you say it,” I demand.

Her hands move up to my neck, and she squeezes. Our bodies are slamming together, hot, flushed skin and heavy breathing.

“I’m yours, Declan,” she whispers.

Her words undo me.

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