Page 103 of Holding You
“Stop.” His head drops, and he presses his eyes closed so hard, I see a crinkle at the edge of them.
I scoot up and grab my dress.
The moment is clearly ruined now.
“Sorry, I didn’t?—”
“Don’t apologize," he says.
“You don’t even know what I was going to apologize for.”
“Exactly. Nothing at this moment requires an apology from you.”
“But I ruined … this.”
He finally looks up at me, and a soft smile touches his lips.
“No, baby, you didn’t. You just reminded me how lucky I am that you’re letting me in this way.”
“Oh. So, you still want me?”
“Fuck yes, I do.”
I bite my lip.
“Okay.”
He leans forward and kisses me, slowly laying his body over mine. I relax back into the bed, and he adjusts us, allowing his body to rest between my legs.
Everything about his touch is gentler now.
“I won’t break, Declan.”
“I know, but I might.”
His lips continue to make their way down my body.
He reaches my underwear and pulls them off, now kissing his way up my inner thigh.
This man is determined to put his lips against every part of my body before the night is over.
As he gets closer and closer to my core, I begin to fidget. When he’s one kiss away, I reach for him and try to pull him up.
He looks up with a question in his eyes.
“You’re joking, right?”
I shake my head.
“Fuck,” he says on a growl and then jerks my body to his fast as he drops to his knees off the bed and licks me slowly up the middle.
“Ohhhh!” I jerk up.
“Lie down,” he says with command and pushes me back, keeping his arm there to hold me down.
His tongue begins to flick faster and faster, and when he sucks on my clit, I cry out. I didn’t know I could make that sound.
“You’re so fucking sweet, Ruby,” he says quickly before diving back in.
