Page 22 of Drive me Wild (South Island Shifters)

WINTER

We clamber inside my house, Declan’s hands never leaving my waist as I close the door and lock it. I drop my handbag and keys to the floor in favour of getting my hands all over him. He lifts me into his arms, our mouths mashing together in a heated frenzied kiss. I wrap my legs around his waist as he slides his hands up my legs to my ass, gripping it tightly. He drags his mouth away from mine, down my jaw to gently tug my earlobe.

“Bedroom, which way?” he asks, trailing his mouth down my neck.

“Just around the wall there and to the left slightly.”

He moves us with ease towards my room as I remove the top from my body and make quick work of his buttons, running my hands down his chest, lightly touching each curve of muscle and his washboard abs as I go. I lick my lips as he takes a seat on my bed with me still straddling him.

He slides his hands up to my breasts, pulling them from the cups of my bra, revealing my hardened nipples to him. Lowering his mouth, he sucks one inside while his other hand pays my neglected boob some attention, and I grind my hips in abandon against him.

He reaches up behind my back, grabbing at my bra. “Where the fuck is the clasp?”

I laugh. “Here, silly.” I reach up to my breasts, grabbing them in my own hands before undoing the bra at the front.

“Well, this just became my new favourite bra.” He grins as he buries his face in my boobs. He wraps his arms around me and flips me over onto my bed, so I’m beneath him. “Now, I have you right where I want you.”

“I want to be on top at least once tonight, mister,” I say.

He smiles. “You’ll get to be on top as many times as you want.” He presses his lips to mine as he glides his hand up to the waistband of my skirt. Pulling it, he discovers it’s elastic. “Did you plan this outfit so that it made it easier to get it off you?” He grips my skirt with both hands and pulls it along with my panties down my legs. Once done, he looks at me with a wicked glint in his eyes. “What was it you said earlier? You want me to make you come with my fingers, tongue and cock?” I nod. He kisses me from knee to the piece of skin between my pussy and leg; then he runs his tongue along it making me squirm.

Teasing me, he runs his tongue up and down, then down the other side just above my swollen clit.

“Declan, stop teasing me and do it already.”

With those words, he glides his tongue over my clit, making me arch off the bed and right into his mouth. He moves his hands around my hips to hold me steady while he lavishes attention where I need it most. Up and down, he licks me before sliding his fingers inside me with ease, just like he had back in the car park. He works me into a knotted ball of pressure that is desperate to be released. He licks in time with his finger movements, pressure brewing deep within my core. I move against his hand, jerking my hips.

He leans up and over me. “Come for me, Winter. Let it go.” With one flick of his thumb over my clit, the pressure releases, sending me over the edge of the mountain I was climbing. I moan and arch off the bed. “Oh. My. God.” I look at him breathing heavily while I catch my breath.

“Your turn?” I ask as I sit up and reach for his pants. I unbuckle his belt and unbutton them. After unzipping them, I lower his pants and boxers, freeing his cock. My jaw drops to the floor as I look at his dick.

“What isthat?” I ask, looking at his long thick rod that is begging me to taste it.

“That is my penis.”

“That’s not a penis. It’s a weapon,” I say.

He removes his pants and crawls up the bed towards me. “I’m going to leave you thoroughly satisfied tonight. Condoms, where are they?”

“Top drawer. I already opened a box.”

He arches an eyebrow. “Very prepared.”

“I deliver babies for a living. I’m not in the mood to make one tonight.”

“Practice makes perfect.” He rips open the condom and rolls it down his rock solid cock. I’m still not convinced it’s going to fit, but he slides his cock through my wetness, then into my entrance, making me forget about my anxieties regarding his size. Declan rubs my clit, stroking it, sending me into a frenzy, and it allows him to slide his cock in further inside me. He pulls out before immediately pushing back inside.

We groan in unison. He moves faster, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He slides one hand down my body to my ass, gripping it as he starts to move faster and harder. He fits. He fits tight. Right. Perfect.

I drag my hands down his back as our mouths collide in hungry kisses. I rip my mouth away from his to cry out as my orgasm builds and builds. I dig my feet into his ass and grip his biceps as I thrash on the bed as another orgasm is ripped from my body.

He follows me soon afterwards, groaning out his release, gripping the bedsheets as his body tenses. He growls out his release, and fuck me. It turns me on further. Slumping down on top of me, Declan peppers my mouth with short sharp kisses.

“I want to do that again.”

“We will, beautiful just let me catch my breath first.”

“My turn on top.”

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