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“I don’t need constellations, or magical skies. I’m more than happy just looking at you all night.”
“Ditto, tiger.” His hand, which had been gently brushing up and down my back, moved to my hip, while the other did the same at the other side, then I found myself on top of him, my legs settled between his and my eyes staring into his. As he wrapped his arms around me, his lips found mine and he kissed me with that slow, torturous pace he had used before.
His hands started to move from where they had been settled on my back and they roamed my body, skimming my sides, then venturing down to slide ever so slightly against my bottom, then he was gripping the backs of my thighs, before his huge hands returned to my back and started over.
I melted into the kiss, my hands roaming through his hair and over his tightly packed shoulders. I became lost in the wonderful smell of his aftershave, and in the slightly drunk way my desire was making me feel.
Very slowly and tentatively, Declan’s hand found its way under the hem of my t-shirt, and then it was moving higher and higher. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and as he started to move closer and closer to my sides and nearer to the outer edges of my breasts, I started to feel like I would never survive this whole thing if he didn’t touch me soon.
“This okay?” he checked in as his lips brushed over my ear and caused goosebumps to erupt all over me.
“Touch me Dec!” I cried. “Please just touch me!”
“Where Blake? Where do you want me to touch you?”
“Anywhere! Everywhere! Please…just something. It’s too much…please.”
“It’s okay, beautiful. I’m going to take care of you now. Remember to talk to me if you need to,” he reminded me.
“No more talking…please, touching. More touching,” I panted. I had never been so desperate for anything in my life. It almost hurt the way my body was tensing in anticipation of what it wanted and needed. I felt pretty powerless in that moment, but also completely safe in Declan’s hands.
Finally! His hand came around to the front below my t-shirt and he brushed his thumb over my nipple. Once, Twice.
“Yes!” I whispered as my head fell back and electric sensations ran all through me.
“You like it when I touch here, Blake?” Declan asked in a husky whisper, as he brushed back and forth over that same nipple and I gasped as my head fell back again.
“Yes. So good. More….give me more, please.”
“So polite. How could I ever say no?” He pulled my t-shirt up to just below my chin as he spoke, then his lips were closing over my right nipple as his fingers toyed with the left.
“Dec!” I gasped, not sure what I was asking of him, just never wanting this moment to stop, but overwhelmed with how much I was feeling all at once.
“I’ve got you. I’m right here,” he soothed as he eased off of my nipple and kissed his way up to my lips. He kissed me three times, just short, sweet pecks, then he looked into my eyes. “You still doing okay? We can leave it here…”
“No!” I cried as I reached out and grabbed his hand. “I w-want more…please. It feels good…r-really good.”
He smiled and kissed me once more, then he was over me, working his way down my body with little kisses all of the way down my torso, then down my thigh and all of the way to my ankle. As he worked his way back up my other leg I was sure I was going to die of need and frustration. He was actually trying to kill me!
”Just gonna use my hand this time, beautiful. I want to be able to keep my eyes on yours so I can see where you’re at, okay?” he told me as he slid a finger under the waist band of my underwear and started moving back and forth beneath it. “What do you say if you want to stop or pause?”
“Erm…st-stop?”
“That’s right. Good girl. You say stop or close to it, and I’ll stop so we can talk. Okay?” I didn’t halt to examine the way even more tingles of need and excitement ran through me at being called ‘good girl’ but it was noted for later thought.
“Yes. Please j-just touch me now, Dec, please. I’m not scared. I want this. I want you,” I pleaded.
I almost cried with relief when he laid me down flat and rested over me, keeping most of his weight on his forearms as he took me in.
“So fucking gorgeous,” he whispered as he once again hooked a finger under the band of my underwear, only this time he used that finger to tug them off, along with my shorts, tossing both items of clothing behind him, once he pulled them free.
“Gonna touch you now, tiger. Keep those beautiful eyes on me. Understand?” I found that I liked the commanding edge that had slid into his tone in that moment. Something about it was making me release all control and just give him what he was asking for. There was a peace I hadn’t felt before in that.
“Yes,” I whispered as I moved my head so I was gazing right at him. His eyes were darker than usual and he was watching me with a mix of desire and reverence I knew I was not worthy of. And yet I didn’t want him to stop. Whether I deserved the way he watched me or not, I never wanted him to stop.
Then he touched me and everything else I had been feeling paled in comparison to the sensations his simple caress caused to ricochet throughout my body. I came alive in a way I had never known under his skilled touch, and within moments those feelings were building and building, pushing me higher and higher to a place I was a little scared to ever reach.
Of course I knew what an orgasm was. I had read so many romance novels, I was skilled at understanding the logistics and the description of what I should experience, but I had never actually had one myself, not even by my own hand. Until these four guys who had turned my world upside down, I had absolutely zero interest in sex in any shape or form. I had resolved to live the rest of my life without it, in fact, not sure I was really missing out on much anyway.
