“Hmmm.” He breathed me in as his nose nudged at the apex of my bare mound right over my clit. “Beautiful.”
“What?” I glanced down just as he swiped his tongue along my seam. He flashed me a sexy smile then pressed his lips to my throbbing bud. “Omigod.” My hips bucked against his face. “Yes.”
He continued to suck and nibble, teasing until a spark took hold inside me. My chest rose and fell as I tried to catchmy breath. I could feel the orgasm building with every one of his strokes. Just when I thought I couldn’t hold it anymore, he put two fingers inside me, pushing hard until he reached my sensitive spot. And then it was all I could do to stop it. The heat I’d tried to contain spilled from my core and spread to the rest of me—my toes, legs, and chest. My release came in electric waves.
I had never come like that. My heart thrashed in my ears and made it hard to hear. When I finally came down from my high, I glanced down at Declan, who sat on his haunches, smiling up at me. I should’ve been embarrassed to act like this in front of my boss, but I wasn’t. I wanted more.
“More.”
“I’m quite sure my cock will fall off if we don’t finish this now.” He kissed me hard, wrapped both his arms around my waist, and half-carried me past his door and straight to his bed.
“We wouldn’t want that to happen.” I pressed my lips to his.
When he pulled away, my body tensed. I reached for him, but he flashed me a wicked smile and took another step back. In that moment, I realized my clothes were gone and he was still fully dressed. I’d seen him without a shirt four times before. Though one of those instances shouldn’t count because it was a blurry candid from one of the UK tabloids. They had found him vacationing in some beach in Spain and managed to snap a picture of his back. The other time was when he returned from one of his workouts. I was in the kitchen and watched as he walked from the front door to his room all sweaty and hot. And of course, my first night at his place when he opened the doorin nothing but pajama pants.
This right here was different because he was taking his clothes off for me. Me. After he shrugged out of his dress shirt, he kicked off his shoes with urgency, then reached behind him and pulled his under-shirt over his head. The man was insanely built—broad shoulders, hard chest, killer abs. Like a moth to the flame, I pushed away from the mattress to help him with his pants. His movements had slowed, and the fear that he might change his mind settled at the pit of my stomach like a pile of rocks.
I wanted him. “Don’t stop now.”
“I’m being selfish. You don’t care?”
I shook my head, letting my gaze drop from his beautiful face down to his pecs, where soft hair tickled my palms. “No.” I bent down and brushed my lips over his nipples and then the ridges on his stomach.
“Oh, fuck.” He gripped the hair at the nape of my neck and brought my mouth up to meet his.
He kissed me hard and so desperately, I wondered if maybe he had been thinking about being with me as much as I had. By the time the bedding pressed against the back of my thighs, he was out of his uber expensive dress pants and boxer briefs. The man had been blessed with brawn and brains. And fuck me if he didn’t have the biggest cock—thick and shiny with a single vein running from base to shaft. The tip was wet with pre-cum, and I wanted nothing else but to lick it clean.
When I tried to cup him, he gripped my wrist. “If you touch me, I won’t last a minute.”
Desire spiraled through me like tiny flames, lapping at my core with every pass. I was so turned on by the sight of his naked body, I couldn’t hear or think straight. I justwanted him inside me already. As if he could sense my urgency, or maybe he felt the same need as me, he pulled a condom from the nightstand drawer and quickly rolled it over his massive erection.
Our hips met just as he gripped my waist to hoist me onto the bed. In the same swift motion, he entered me, and we fell on top of the bed skin to skin as he thrust deep, hitting my G-spot head-on. I moaned, arching my back and spreading my legs wider to give better access.
He took handfuls of my ass and plunged again and again. His approach to sex was the same as everything else in his life. He was focused, passionate, and just fucking brilliant. Omigod, I was so out of my league with him. I slid my hands over his shoulders and the muscles on his back and let the heat build at my core again. In the next beat, he pulled all the way out, and that was when my orgasm unraveled.
With a wicked smile, he let it hang like that for a second, raw and unfulfilled. I ran my nails down the length of his bulging biceps, hoping he’d see the agony in my eyes. He took pity on me then and drove his cock to the hilt, deeper this time. No one had ever filled me like this before. No one had ever come close. Two more pumps were all it took to finally get me there. My release hit all my nerve endings at once this time, not in shockwaves, but in one hot, electric charge that ravished every inch of me.
“Isla.” Declan collapsed on top of me with his hips pushing against me, going deeper as he spilled inside me.
Even though he was wearing a condom, I imagined his seed washing over me. What was it about him that made me have such dirty thoughts? I wasn’t normally this much on fire over a guy. I wrappedmy legs and arms around him. I didn’t want this moment to end. Especially because I knew that come tomorrow, he would be gone.
Tears pooled in my eyes when I considered all the things I couldn’t have with this magnificent man. I blinked to clear my vision and buried my face in the nook of his neck and shoulder.
“You look so beautiful when you come, love.” He panted several breaths that matched mine.
I wedged a hand between us and pressed it to his chest where his heart thrashed out of control. I liked that I had done that to him. That in this moment, his blood pumped hard because of me. He met my gaze while we waited for our pulses to return to normal.
And then he rolled off me. The absence of his body heat left me feeling cold and alone.
“Hey.” He turned onto his side to face me. “Isla, are you okay?”
“Yes.” I smiled at him. “I’m just trying to process what just happened.”
“I believe it’s called sex.”
“You know what I mean.” I laughed. The act unraveled the knot in my chest. “It’s usually not like this for me.”
“Me neither.” He furrowed his brows, pulling me into his arms.
