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“You don’t want me, Spence Reid?” She smiles playfully, and I bring my mouth to hers again before answering.
“You’re quite literally all I want.” It’s true. Declan is the only woman who I’ve ever loved—and that’s without even being with her romantically. I roll on top of her and yank my pants and boxer briefs down, freeing my dick. “You have no fucking idea what you do to me.” My eyes find hers, and there’s nothing but lust inside those honey-brown doe eyes of hers. Her hair is splayed out around her on the hotel bed, and I’ve decided she has on far too much clothing. “Are you sure you want this right now? We can wait. This is new and I totally get—”
“Stop talking, Spence,” Declan says as she rips my shirt off me, relaxing back on the bed, admiring me, taking in every single inch of my skin. “Stop talking and take me the way you should have years ago.”
I groan as I bury my head in her neck, sucking on her soft skin. She smells like cinnamon and sugar, and I’ve wanted to do this for as long as I can remember. That taste I had of her at the photoshoot solidified things in my brain, but I never thought we’d get here. Never in my wildest dreams. Her hands find my dick, and she strokes me. Fuck, her hands are soft.
She picks up the pace, and I peel off her layers of clothing, admiring every single inch of her body. Her tight body is absolute heaven underneath me. I allow my eyes to linger on her breasts; her rose-colored nipples stand out against her creamy, ivory skin. I move my fingertips to a constellation of freckles on her rib cage—one I’ve never had the opportunity to see before—and she gasps. The effect I have on her is evident, and somehow, it makes my dick grow even harder.
“I want you,” she whispers, bringing her hands up to either side of my face and kissing me before I dive back to her breasts, licking and sucking her most tender spots. I bring one nipple into my mouth and flick my tongue over it, relishing in the feeling of it hardening in my mouth. Rolling my finger and thumb over her other nipple, I take my time, paying attention to every soft moan and movement of her body.
I have to practically force myself away from her perky tits, sitting back on the bed with my legs on either side of hers. I allow my eyes to trail down her body, taking in every single beautiful curve until I get to the sexiest fucking pussy I’ve ever seen. I’ve imagined it before—more times than I care to admit—but nothing beats seeing her tight center right in front of my eyes.
“If you don’t tell me to stop, we can’t go back from here,” I tell her, knowing I’ll have absolutely zero regrets after I have my way with her but worried she might. My heart pounds in my chest so loudly that I feel as if I’m about to have a goddamn heart attack.
Declan smiles, and it pulls me back to the moment. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” she quips, and all fucking bets are off.
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DECLAN
My body shivers as he runs one finger down my slit, already completely ready for him. I’ve been dreaming of this exact moment for years, and it’s finally happening. My body betrays my mind—I was hoping to hold back, just a little, but I’ve wanted this for too damn long to take my time.
“Right there,” I tell him, gasping and biting his lip. He groans against my mouth, and I let out a deep sigh as he pushes one finger inside me.
“Holy shit, Dec.” He presses into me and his finger hooks, reaching my sweet spot. “You’re so fucking wet.”
He slides down the bed and his knees hit the floor, then he yanks me roughly by the thighs down to the edge of the bed. I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t that. It wasn’t for Spence to be rough at all. I’ve always pictured him as the sweet, gentle type, but I can’t say I’m disappointed by his eagerness. Seconds later, his face is lined up with my center, and his hot breath on my skin is making me lose all sense of control.
I run my fingers through his hair with one hand, and with the other, I play with my breast, taking my nipple between my fingers.
“Keep doing that, baby. Show me what makes you feel good,” Spence murmurs just before his tongue glides up and down my wet slit. I didn’t realize he was watching me, but now that I know he is, it’s turning me on to play with myself in front of him. I gasp suddenly as his tongue parts my folds, and he devours my pussy. I’m unable to do anything aside from grip the white sheets underneath me as I writhe against his mouth, bucking my hips and moaning his name.
“Spence, please,” I manage to get out somewhat coherently as he licks and sucks me. His tongue on my most sensitive area is like heaven. I try to focus on him, but my head rolls back on the bed. I focus on the ceiling to keep from getting dizzy, his touch intoxicating. The familiar build up and warmth comes next as I try to resist the urge, wanting to stay in this moment for as long as I possibly can. But it’s no use, and I lose all control as I come undone on his face.
We look at each other at the same time, Spence’s lips swollen from the complete and total pleasure he just enacted on me.
“My turn,” I tell him as I shift on the bed, and he comes up to me. I grab his face and kiss him hard, unafraid of tasting myself on his tongue.
“Your turn?” He smiles with a cocked eyebrow. I nod and push him backwards onto the bed before attempting to make my way down to his cock. “Not to ruin the moment, but I’m fucking you now,” he says, stopping me. “I can’t wait another second. I need to be inside you.” His voice is low, deep, and I’ve never been more turned on in my life.
“Fine.” I smirk. “But it can still be my turn.”
I crawl back on top of him and place my legs on either side of his body before getting into position to guide myself down onto him. He rolls a condom on himself in one quick motion, and the minute it’s secured, I’m sliding down his shaft.
He fills me completely, and I tighten around him, my head falling back instinctually at the sheer pressure of his thick cock inside me. “Wow,” I murmur, unable to form any other words.
Spence laughs and runs his hands up my stomach. His palms settle on my tits as I start fucking him. “Do I feel good?” Spence grips my nipples firmly before groaning my name. “Right fucking there.”
I bounce on his dick, feeling the warmth of my desire slide down him. I can tell he’s fighting the urge to take control as he watches my breasts bounce as I roll my hips, but he lets me continue, sliding one finger into my mouth so I can taste what’s left of me on his skin. He tilts his head back, sinking into the bed as I pick up speed, taking every single inch of him inside me.
“I’m close, baby.” He pulls me down so my chest is flat against his, and he pumps into me fast and hard, rocking my entire body. The sounds coming from his lips in combination with his thrusts are enough to push me over the edge, and I release for the second time just as he pulls out of me and yanks the condom off. In my state of complete and total bliss, I almost don’t move fast enough, but I take him into my mouth and catch his climax just in time. He pulsates inside me, his cock twitching until he’s completely emptied.
When he’s finished, I crawl up the bed toward him once again, and he takes me in his arms, the two of us lying naked together on top of the soaked sheets. We don’t speak for a few minutes, and a million thoughts rush through my head that fill the silence. That was, undoubtedly, the best sex of my life. I’ve never been with a man who makes sure I orgasm before he does. I’ve always been with greedy pricks who only care about their own needs.
