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A gleam comes into his eyes.
Uh, oh. This is not good. Not good at all.I poured the whiskey down his shirt, and he’s not going to allow me to walk away without making me pay for it. I try to move back, but his hold around me tightens. The column in his pants stabs into my lower belly, and a treacherous heat coils there.
"It makes me want to throw you over my shoulder and carry you out of here to spank you, then fuck you, until you remember never to do that again."
Oh, my god!My pussy clenches. My toes curl. "Don’t you dare—"
He clicks his tongue. "I wouldn’t complete that sentence if I were you."
I set my lips. "I’ll say what I want, when I want."
"Is that right?" His gaze intensifies.
"Yes, and can you please let go of me now?"
He does. Only, before I can move away, he bends, and the next moment, I’m hoisted over his shoulder.What the—Before I can catch my breath, he’s marching off.
"Let me go!" I yell.
In answer, he spanks my behind. My clit throbs in response. It’s like there’s a direct connection from the point of contact to my core. I’m so turned on, and hell, if that doesn’t make me even angrier. I writhe and struggle, but his hold on me tightens. My hair hangs over my face, blocking my line of sight.
I feel so helpless, and so small, in comparison to his superior strength. My nipples harden, and my thighs shudder. I continue to buck and heave. I lock my fingers together and bring my joined hands down on his back, but he doesn’t even flinch. I hear the sound of voices, then he’s out of the club, heading down the steps and through a corridor. The lights change to a harsh fluorescent from the warmer glow of the club, and his footsteps echo through the space. He must be taking the back exit. Sure enough, I hear more voices, then he shoulders open a door and steps into what seems to be an alley. The next second, I hear the sound of a car’s engine, and he tosses me into the back seat of the same car Rick drove me here in.
I instantly straighten. "I hate you." I throw myself at him as he slides in behind me, and he catches me and holds me against his chest. He slams the button in the door, and the partition behind the driver’s seat begins to rise. I catch sight of Rick focused on the road a second before the panel shuts us off.
"How dare you!" I open my mouth, only his lips are on mine. I try to yell, but he absorbs the sound. I slap at his shoulder, but he locks his arm about my waist and yanks me into his lap. I wriggle, squirm, twist my body and try to pull away; my butt pushes into the thickness at his crotch and I freeze. That size of him, that solidness, that absolute maleness of his—oh, how I have missed this. Yes, he did message me and call me, but that's no substitute for actually being here, in his arms, on his lap, grinding on the column on his cock.It feels so good. Soooo. Good.I moan into his mouth.
He tightens his grip on my hips and pulls me down so he’s stabbing into my core. Even through the fabric of his pants and my jeans, I feel his shaft throb. I groan, and this time, he deepens the kiss. He thrusts his tongue inside my mouth, then begins to thrust up and into me. Each time he pistons up, he hits the nub of my clit. Flickers of sensation reverberate up my spine. My breasts seem to swell.
He releases his hold on my hips, only to cup my breasts. He massages them, and I huff. He twists my nipples between his fingers, and fire zips down to my clit. My pussy clenches, and he must feel it, for he tears his mouth from mine. "I need inside of you."
I reach down between us, unzip my jeans, and rise up to my knees long enough for him to yank them down with my panties. I shrug them off, along with my sneakers, then look down to find he’s shoved his own zipper down. His cock springs free. It juts up—hard, thick, veiny, precum oozing from the head.
He pulls me onto his lap and holds my hips, so I’m positioned right over his shaft.
"Take off your top and your bra."
I comply.
"Now, look at me," he orders.
I glance up; our eyes meet. Once more, I’m locked into the tractor beam of those gorgeous blue eyes. He applies pressure, and I push down and over his cock. When he breaches me, we both groan.
His chest rises and falls. The tendons of his throat flex. I lean in, bury my nose in the curve of his neck and breathe. My lungs fill with Declan. Notes of dark chocolate and coffee. Temptation. Complex. Erotic. Filling. He yanks on my hips, I slide down, and he impales me completely. I throw my head back and moan. The sensitive skin of my inner thighs chafes over the hair at the base of his shaft. "Oh, god, Declan."
"Eyes on me, Rabbit."
I lower my head, once more meeting his gaze.
"I’m going to destroy your pussy."
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Declan
I thrust up and into her. Her gaze widens. And again. And again. Color flushes her cheeks. Her pupils dilate, her breathing intensifies, and that pulse at the base of her throat goes into overdrive.Fucking hell.
I squeeze down on her hips, knowing I’m going to mark her. Hoping I mark her. Wanting her to carry my imprint on her skin. I hold her in place then, once again, drill up and inside her. I hit that part deep inside her that I know sends her over the edge, and she doesn’t disappoint. Her lips part. A low keening sound emerges. I instantly lock my mouth over hers and absorb it. I keep my eyes open and stare into hers as I, once again, spear into her. Her entire body shudders. Her pussy clamps down on my dick, and her thighs tremble. She holds onto my shoulders, her fingertips digging into my skin through the fabric of my shirt, and I know then, she’s marked me, too.
