He's No Prince Charming (Charming 2) - Page 43

He took a step forward, and feeling impatient, she sat up, meeting him halfway. She touched the tip of his cock and his hand slid away. She found her fingers damp, offering proof of just how ready he was for her. Zoe spread the liquid along the soft skin of his head and along the ridge. She wanted to feel him pulse in her hand and she circled his shaft, her eyes lifting to his as she did. And as he watched she bent forward and licked the dampness pooling again on the tip. Though she’d wanted a reaction from him, she found one in herself. Pleasing him became imperative. The salty taste of his arousal spurred her onward.

She lapped at him with her tongue, circling and tasting. But it wasn’t enough. Zoe sucked him into her mouth, taking him with long slides back and forth. He was moaning, fingers in her hair, body arching into her mouth. She wanted this. She wanted him. Turning him on wasn’t like turning on other men. This was an ultimate satisfaction. His pleasure was hers. She’d felt power from taking a guy over the edge many times. But never, ever, had she felt pleasure from it. That came later. With her own orgasm. When she demanded her turn.

“Zoe. Baby. No.”

Declan eased her back with effort. She didn’t want to stop. She wanted him to come. To know she’d given him that satisfaction. But before she could think, she was pressed into the couch cushion and he eased her legs apart. “I want to make love to you,” he murmured, his breath warm and tantalizing against her cheek. “To come when you come. Inside you. With you.”

She could barely breathe. Anticipation, emotion, arousal, all merged and made her mind cloud. His cock slid inside her and seemed to melt into her body. Declan’s mouth lingered above hers. “I’m crazy about you, Zoe.”

For some reason, she didn’t know how to respond. Maybe it was simply because she burned to move with him. To feel their bodies in motion as one. But there was more to her silence and she knew it. She was as scared of what he made her feel as she was pleased.

Her fingers brushed his cheek and then his lips before her mouth brushed his for the briefest of moments. Time seemed to stand still as they merged into the passion. Like a burst of flames, desire and need were unleashed. Wildly, they kissed, their bodies beginning to rock together. Back and forth. Up and down. They pressed against each other, her fingers digging into his back even as she lifted her hips upward. She didn’t just want the feel of his cock hitting her core. She wanted every inch of his body touching hers.

When his hand closed over one of her breasts, she covered it with her own, urging him to knead harder. Everything felt too soft. Too not enough. She found herself nipping at his shoulder, biting him even. Out of control, she just acted instinctively. Taking everything she could get. Drinking his kisses in with a thirst like none before.

“I can’t get close enough,” he half whispered, half growled into her ear. He pushed her hair away from her face, caressing the sensitive skin of her neck with his fingers and then his mouth.

Zoe moaned. “Declan.” She moaned again. She said it over and over. She couldn’t seem to help it.

Declan leaned up, supporting his weight on one knuckled fist shoved into the couch. He stared down at her bouncing breasts and drew his cock from her body, leaving only the tip inside her.

“What are you doing?” she demanded, reaching for him to no avail, desperate to get him deep again. To satisfy her need to have him buried to the hilt.

He gave her what she wanted. With a hard lunge, he sank to her depths. But then he stilled again as if he meant to torture her with need. He reached down and thumbed her nipple and then leaned down and drew it between his lips and teeth. Her hands went to his head and her back arched, but before she could fully enjoy the pleasure he offered, Declan pulled back and thrust again. And this time, he didn’t stop. In and out, he pounded into her. His muscular body defined with exertion. His expression was intense as he hit her core over and over. Zoe tried to watch him. The pure animistic look on his face turned her on. Pushed her to new levels. But the build of sensation, the edge of satisfaction came suddenly. She didn’t want it to be here yet. She wanted this to last. But he slammed into her, hitting her clit with just the right contact from his pelvic bone and she had no choice. She tumbled into the sweet, white bliss of orgasm. She stiffened and cried out something. His name, she thought. She didn’t really know. Ripple after ripple of absolute heaven lapped at her body as her muscles grabbed at his cock. The spasms actually made her body jerk.

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