Declan barely has the door open before my feet are hitting the ground and we’re tearing each other’s clothes off. There’s no rush other than to feel his naked skin against mine. To feel his heart beating as erratically as my own. To have his breath against my flesh as he devours me.
When the last piece of clothing hits the floor, I drop to my knees in front of him.
“Cupcake,” he growls as he sees my eyes focused on his hard length.
Gazing up to him from beneath lowered lashes, I moan, “Daddy,” just as I take him in my mouth. I can hear his illegible curses as I savor his most elemental flavor on my tongue.
Musk and man mingle to create an addicting taste as I slowly glide up and down, rubbing my tongue right under the head as he grips chunks of my hair in both hands.
It’s been so long since I’ve had him inside me that I can picture him moving above me, sliding in and out of my heated core, taking me to places I’ve never been as our bodies connect.
“Fuck,” I hear him growl seconds before he pulls me off of him. “When I come, it’s going to be in your sweet, little pussy, Ashley, not your filthy mouth.”
Before I can get a word in, he tosses me over his shoulder and carries me to the back of the house where our bedroom is.
Declan
Her mouth around my cock is pure unadulterated pleasure. I dream of Ashley on her knees before me far more than what could be considered normal. When she’d just nearly sucked me down her throat, I had to stop her.
Sure, I want to fill her full of my seed, but I haven’t been inside her sweet heaven in months, and my only interest right now is filling up her insanely welcoming pussy. Giving her as much pleasure as she gives me.
No more words are spoken as I lay her back on the bed, falling between her legs. Spreading her thighs, I enjoy her squirms as I stare at the magnificent sight before me. Her dewy lips soaked with pleasure from sucking me off.
Leaning in, I lick her from bottom to top, inhaling every last drop of her essence as her back bows off the bed and a light hiss of pleasure passes her lips.
As she tries to close her legs, to ease the pressure from her passion, I force them open as wide as I can get. Climbing up her body, my lips meet hers. A sensual slide as she arches her body into mine.
“Please, Declan,” she begs.
Nipping her chin, I whisper, “Please what, cupcake.”
Her breath hitches as I press my hardness to her core, “Please, daddy, take me.”
“Whatever you want, baby,” I murmur as I fill her heated core.
Wrapping my arms around her, I start a slow, sensual slide in and out of her body. Our forms slick with sweat as we move. Moans rent the night as I hit a particular spot inside or her, or she tightens her sheath on me.
With her legs firmly wrapped around my hips and nails scoring down my back, I fight to hold on to the sweet torture loving her has become. I battle to control the beast.
“More,” her breathy voice whispers in my ear.
Picking up the pace of my thrusts, I slam into her body, eyes closed, my face buried in the crook of her neck as she cries out in pleasure. When I feel her body tense, her pussy turns to molten lava as she screams through her orgasm.
Tightening around my cock, I stay still as she rides the waves of ecstasy. As she finishes, I continue to pump in and out of her, a brief tingling at the base of my spine my only warning that my own climax is impending.
Gripping her hips, I force myself as deeply inside of her as I can just as jets of semen unload into her. Breathing heavily, I allow the desire to consume me as I feel the liquid fight to stay inside of her.
Her hands smoothing up and down my back bring me back from the brink of hedonism I feel whenever I’m with Ashley.
Turning my head, I kiss her neck lightly, “I love you, cupcake.”
Her silence at my confession screams of shellshock until she replies, “I love you, too, Declan.”
“You’re moved in.” I finally confess what I’ve been doing the last few weeks.
“I know,” she whispers, her voice filled with laughter.
Of course, she fucking knows. I can’t get anything past my girl.