“Gonna get you off this way first, get you ready again, then I’ll fuck you.”
Oh shit, I like that sound of thata lot.
“Deal.” I pant.
His tongue pushes inside me, the bristles of his beard rubbing against me in a way that makes me squirm. Who knew that it would be like this with a guy with a beard? It seriously heightens the pleasure. It feels like he’s savouring every taste. The guy has a seriously magical tongue. He makes a growling sound and reaches up, and starts to caress one of my breasts roughly.
I gasp and throw my head back, revelling in the sensation. I’m so close. He pushes two fingers inside me and crooks up his fingers - at the same time, he sucks my clit into his mouth. I see stars and explode around him. I go on another plain, and my orgasm feels like it lasts forever. He keeps lapping at me while moving his fingers in and out. I'm going to rip in two, I’m sure.
He lifts his head and looks down at me down my body. “The first orgasm I've given in a long time - that wasn't my own anyway.”
I smile lazily, my eyelids half-closed. “Well, I can tell you that it was a bloody good one.”
He grins at me and moves up my body. He goes to kiss me, then pulls his head back. “Is this okay?”
“You mean kissing me with me all over your mouth? Hell, yes!” I grab the back of his head and pull him into me, his mouth hitting mine. I draw my knees up and wrap my legs around his body, pulling him into me.
He groans. “Jesus, Sophie, you are sexy as fuck - you know that, right?”
“You're not so bad yourself. Now when are you getting naked?”
A cloud passes through his expression.
I speak up before he has a chance to say anything. “Don't go there Dec, I've seen you remember - I’ve seen all of you.”
He gives a small nod. “I know, but it doesn't make it any easier.”
“It doesn't make it easier knowing that I've seen you, and I still want you as much as I ever did?”
“You've always wanted me?”
I nod. “Yeah, I mean, I tried to hide it, but you’re a hard guy not to want.”
He gives a sexy grin. “I'm an extremely hard guy right now. Come on...time to get you close again before I come in my pants like a fourteen-year-old.”
I smile and look up at his man bun; oh hell yeah, that's coming out. I've been wanting to run my hands through his hair since I saw him years ago - no way I'm passing up this opportunity.
I reach up and tug the band out of his hair. The rest of it falls down; it's not long, chin-length maybe, he looks like a wild man with it down, especially with that hungry look on his face.
“I don't care how quick you come, baby, I just want you to fuck me, I need to feel you inside me...now.”
Without hesitation, he springs up off the bed. He pulls off his socks, trousers and starts to unbutton his shirt. I'm the first woman he's been naked with since he got his scars. Sinceher. I get what a big deal this is for him, and I need to make sure that he knows that I don't give a shit about his scars - he is who he is, and that's that. He’s Declan.
I pull myself up so that I'm on my knees in front of him. “Come here.”
I take over unbuttoning his shirt and slide it off his shoulders. I lean forward and start to kiss his neck and move down and down, making sure to pick the scared side. I'm going to show him that I want all of him. I feel down the rough skin of his chest where he’s marked. It's a little uneven, unsmooth, but other than that, it's fine. I lean down and kiss him there.
“Fuck Sophie, you don't have to.”
“Shut up, Big Man.” I carry on kissing him until I'm at his naval. I can see his cock nudging out from the top of his boxers - so hard and erect. I reach my hand down and wrap it around his shaft. I want him inside me so bad, I probably shouldn't get him over-excited, but I need to touch it, need to make him feel good. I move my hand up and down once and his hand covers mine.
“You need to stop that now.” He pants.
“Condom, baby,” I mutter into his mouth.
He leans down and grabs his pants, getting his wallet and pulling a condom out.
I watch him unwrap the condom - his hands are trembling.
