Page 126 of Destined Lovers

It should be illegal to work out topless for a man like Declan. If we were in a public gym, I could imagine women falling over their feet at every turn.

“Are you almost done?” I ask huskily. Declan chuckles, and I smile. We both know the scene in front of me makes me ache for him.

There is no denying it. I’ve barely stepped in the room, and my sex is already starting to throb.

I need him.

“Do you want to watch me, angel?” His deep voice drops an octave, making my eyes snap back to the mirror.

He feels it too.

Of course, he does. We’re always in sync.

He drops his backside to the bench and taps the one in front of him, silently ordering me to sit.

I don’t hesitate.

He opens his legs wide, and my breath catches. I can see his hard dick pressed against his shorts that are spread tight against his body.

Oh. Fecking. Hell.

He picks up the dumbbell, places his elbow on his thick quad, and curls the weight up and down. I watch as his muscles contract with every move. Making me crave his body. Needing to touch him. And with every breath, I’m getting closer to losing my mind. Who knew watching the man I love work out would be such an aphrodisiac?

Now that I’ve had him, I’m addicted and need more.

Our eyes lock, his are dark with desire, and I can only imagine I match the craving.

I can’t take it anymore. “Drop the weight,” I whisper and bite my bottom lip to hide my smirk. He doesn’t hesitate. He releases the weight without thought and lets it thud against the floor.

I fall to my knees and shuffle toward him. His legs are spread wide in invitation. Craving more, I aggressively push them wider and palm him through his shorts. He hisses, watching patiently, waiting for my next move. I slide his shorts down, and the tip of his hard cock peeks out from his briefs. I lean over, flatten my tongue and lick the pre-ejaculate beaded on top.

“Feck yes,” Declan growls.

I do fast work at pulling his briefs down and watch as his cock springs free. It amazes me how huge he is, every time I see it.

I wrap my hand around thick pulsing cock, squeeze tight, then drop my head and take as much as possible in the first pass.

“Aye. Take it just like that.” His hand comes to my head and grips my hair back. He doesn’t push or pull. He waits.

I take him deep, gliding my mouth over his bulging cock, all the way down, then sucking slow and hard as I come up, letting my mouth pop off from the suction. He’s breathing heavily through his nose, watching as I jerk him with tight pressure.

My other hand cups his balls. They’re heavy and waiting to empty. I know he’s holding back.

He’s not going to last long.

I lick up his entire length, twirling my tongue around his head, and then take him deep into my mouth. Working up a fast rhythm.

“You suck me so good, angel,” he grits through clenched teeth and then lets out a loud moan when I lightly scrape my teeth along his shaft.

Declan loves a little pain. We evidently have that in common.

“It’s been so long since I’ve had this big thick cock in my mouth.” I bat my lashes. “Am I doing it right, Declan?” I purr.

“Oh, fecking hell,” he groans and starts to thrust his hips, unable to stop himself.

I open as wide as I can, meeting him as he hits the back of my throat. I gag, and his dick swells, turned on by my struggle. I don’t get a chance to breathe as the grip on my hair tightens, his thrusts turning erratic.

I don’t hold back my desperate moan that vibrates around his cock. He knows I love this just as much as he does.

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