“N-no,” she said loudly, her voice quivering with pleasure.
Declan smiled. Easing backward just a bit, he used his knees to spread her legs farther apart. Though she wouldn’t admit her desire, she didn’t hesitate to do his bidding. He put another step between them, allowing himself the space to enjoy the
view. Taking in the way her waist curved outward to her nicely rounded backside. Zoe tried to stand and he planted his hands on her hips. “Stay where you are.”
She looked over her shoulder at him. “Enjoying yourself?” This time she sounded breathless, maybe even a bit insecure.
He smiled and dropped to his knees, knowing his plan was working. Zoe’s acceptance of his orders told of a secret she didn’t want revealed. She had relinquished control and that meant she was offering him trust. And trust meant building a bridge toward the other side of her wall. Declan flattened his palm on her stomach, pressing upward so that she lifted her hips and gave him better access.
“I am enjoying myself but this is about you, darling.” His tongue did one long slide down her core. “All about you.”
Intent on pleasing her, Declan began slow, sensual swirls of his tongue. Every so often he nipped at her clit with his teeth and then suckled the swollen nub. With soft little sounds of pleasure, she squirmed here or there, wanting more. He took his time giving it to her, drawing things out, taking her to the edge, and then pulling it away. With his thumbs he pulled her wide and used his tongue, thrusting deep and pushing her to her limit.
“Oh God,” she murmured and her legs started to buckle.
Declan grabbed her hips, steadying her. “Easy, baby,” he purred.
Pushing to his feet, he was satisfied he’d achieved his desired goal.
Satisfied he’d achieved his goal, that she was ready to admit defeat, he pressed his cock, thick with arousal, against her cheeks. Red-hot need pulsed through his body. He could barely think his body burned with such fire. “Say you want me,” he ordered.
Zoe let her head drop a moment as if she fought some internal struggle. “You know I want you, Declan.” The words were whispered. Then she looked over her shoulder, her eyes glimmering with heat. Passion. And what he’d learned as her trademark challenge. “Fuck me, damn it.”
He laughed at her command, her way of hiding the confession she’d delivered. Pleased with her response, he did as she asked. With one, hard thrust, he sank deep in the wet heat of her body. Her muscles contracted around his shaft, squeezing him with powerful force. He cried out with the swift delivery of pleasure. The warm, wet confines of her body answered the cries of his need. He’d held himself in check so long. As her mouth and tongue had done delicious things to him. Then while he tasted her sweetness and felt her surrender. It all compounded and found him at this moment.
With untamed passion, feeling wild with his burn for this woman, he began lunging in and out of her body. Back and forth. Side to side. Pounding at her core. Watching the arch of her slender back and neck. Listening and loving her sexy little gasps and sighs. “Say you want me,” he said again, not sure why…but needing to hear her reply.
“Yes…I want…you.”
She arched into his next thrust, meeting it with her own push. The impact roared through his body like an imaginary ball of fire, lighting him up. He drove into her and again, she slammed into him. His fingers tightened around her hips. He could see her breasts bouncing as they started short, tight movements. The sight was sexy and made him wish he could touch them. Pull a nipple into his mouth. Together they moved in short, tight strokes. Pumping back and forth. Harder. Faster…faster.
And then Zoe cried out, her body going stiff, her back arching. A second later, her muscles grabbed him, squeezing him with such intense pressure he shattered and shook. In one of the most forceful explosions he’d ever experienced, he spilled himself in the deep depths of her body, burying himself as deeply as he could manage. In a raspy voice he barely recognized, he called her name…and what he felt in that moment, the utter satisfaction, the complete release, was like nothing he had ever known.
Declan knew that though he might have won this one battle for control, he had a long way to go before he was on top. Being with Zoe felt wild and crazy. Explosive and addictive…and most of all, it felt right. Why he knew this with such certainty he
couldn’t say. This wasn’t something he’d ever experienced. As he sank to his knees and pulled her to the floor with him, curling her back to his chest, he knew he had found “the” woman.