Page 77 of Declan
Chapter 18
Declan
Kyler filled my ass, pumping in and out of me slow but hard. My toes curled as he hit my sweet spot, and I dug my fingertips into his waist as I gripped him tighter. The other two times I’d bottomed hadn’t felt anything like this.
I’d never felt so damn complete.
Kyler bent forward and kissed my chest. The feel of his hard cock sliding in and out of me had me groaning so loud I wondered if poor Gideon could hear it.
Probably.
I’d need to give him a raise.
“Harder, baby,” I said as my breathing kicked up a notch.
As he sat back on his knees, I admired the freckles on his smooth chest. I was getting close, but I wasn’t ready for the moment to end. Sweat beaded on his brow, and his light-brown hair was messy from where I’d tangled my fingers in it.
Kyler looked down, watching himself sink into my body before leaning his head back.
Pressure built in my balls, and I panted with every thrust he gave me. My muscles began to tense.
“Shit, I’m gonna come,” I said, reaching to stroke myself.
Kyler slapped my hand away before taking me in his hand instead. He grinned as he fisted my cock.
Who knew he was such an amazing top? I could easily see myself wanting to bottom for him more often.
And then I was coming so hard I bucked on the bed, shooting my load so far it hit the top of my chest.
“Fuck.” Kyler’s thrusts became sporadic as his abs clenched. With one more forward motion, he was coming apart above me, his face twisting into an expression of pure ecstasy as his dick pulsed inside me. “Declan.”
Hearing my name as he was in the throes of orgasm nearly sent me into another one.
“That’s it, baby,” I said, tugging his hips harder against me. “Make yourself feel good.”
He shuddered one last time and collapsed on my chest. I wrapped my arms around his smaller body and kissed his damp forehead.
No matter how much I told myself I couldn’t be with Kyler, my heart had other ideas. My brain said to keep him at arm’s length, but I found myself doing the opposite. Having felt empty for so long, caring for someone as deeply as I was beginning to feel for Kyler was addicting.
I didn’t want to return to the emptiness from before.
Even though I was too much of a coward to keep him, I pretended I could. That I was brave enough to love him openly like he deserved. It’s why I’d grabbed his hand earlier as we’d watched the sunset. A small gesture, yeah, but it’d been all I could do at the time.
All I’d allowed myself to do.
“You wanna shower?” I asked, brushing my fingers through his wavy hair. He didn’t like staying in a mess for long.
“Nah.” He nuzzled his face against my collarbone. “I want to lay here with you for a bit.”
“Works for me.” I played with the hair at his nape. “What do you want to do tomorrow?”
“More swimming?” His words came out sluggish, and I suspected he’d fall asleep soon. “Maybe kick your ass at paddle boarding again.”
“It’s not a competition,” I said with a chuckle.
“Sure it is.”
“I just think you like knocking me into the water.”
