Page 89 of Declan

“You’re so pretty, baby,” I rasped. “So beautiful, you take my breath.”

“Thank you.” Her startled response gave me pause.

“Not feeding you BS, Autumn, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. Never seen eyes as pretty as yours. You got a great ass, your tits are perfection, but, baby, those eyes. Fuck, they turn me inside out. When you look at me and they melt, I swear nothing feels better.”

And there it was, her beautiful green eyes melted. My hand moved between us, I fisted my cock, guided it to her opening, the head touched her pussy, and I gritted my teeth.

Slow, I reminded myself and squeezed the base of my cock.

“More?”

“Come inside.”

I pushed in, pulled out slowly, feeding her more with each stroke. Autumn’s hips tilted and she groaned.

“Wrap your legs around me, baby, hold on tight.”

Her thighs pressed to my sides, her arms grew tight, and her eyes went hooded.

Fucking beautiful.

“You make me feel safe,” she whispered, and my heart exploded.

Good Christ.

I groaned and she took more of me.

“You make me feel beautiful.”

Her heels dug into my ass, and her hand drifted up my spine, over my shoulders, and into my hair. She didn’t fist it or pull, she glided her fingers through the strands. I lowered my mouth to hers, licked her bottom lip, and she opened for me.

Fucking, fucking, hell.

The kiss was deep and wild, my strokes were controlled and gentle. Conflicting emotions raged inside me, a battle, a war. My blood heated, my heart pounded, my need for her grew. Straight up emotional need, connection down to my soul.

Her body under mine trembled, she fought to take more of me, urging me deeper with each shallow stroke. She tightened her legs.

Perfect.

I broke the kiss, needing to see her face, needing to see her eyes. I slowly gave her more until I was as deep as I could go, yet I still pushed deeper.

“Declan.”

Fucking Christ, I loved the way she breathed my name, but when she said it with a desire-filled hitch, it was better.

“Thank you for making me safe. Thank you for giving me this.”

I was wrong, that was better than hearing her say my name. So much fucking better, I struggled to catch my breath.

“You’re killing me, baby,” I grunted.

As gently as I could manage with a maelstrom of emotions running through me, I rocked into her, ignoring the way her pussy hugged my cock, deliberately not thinking about how hot, wet, and sleek she was.

“Faster, Dec.”

Fucking hell.

“Slow, baby, I want to show you how much I appreciate the gift you’re giving me.”