One Hot Fake

I palm his chiseled chest and run my hands over his rippled stomach. My nipples are now aching peaks on my chest, and I long to have Declan’s hands on them. As if he can read my mind, he gently turns me around and unzips my dress. It falls to a heap on the floor, leaving me in panties and a bra. Declan unclasps my bra and pulls the straps away from my shoulders.

He lets out a ragged breath before gently turning me to face him. His hungry gaze drops to my breasts and then back at me again. His look is a question, and I nod in response. If there was any resistance left in me, it flies out the window.

I’ve never known a man who would pause to ensure that the half-naked woman in front of him is sure that she wants to have sex. Desire rages through my body at the raw need on Declan’s face as his gaze ripples over my chest.

He pulls me back in his arms, crushing my breasts against his bare chest. He traces the outline of my mouth with his tongue in unhurried movements. After teasing me with his tongue for what feels like hours, Declan lowers me to the bed.

He stands over me, unbuckles his belt, and unzips his trousers. His dark, intense gaze holds mine until I break the stare when he drops his boxer briefs. My gaze is drawn to his thick, hard cock jutting out from his body, and I inhale sharply. He’s huge.

As I take in the sheer masculinity in front of me, Declan gets onto the bed and drapes his body over mine. A moan leaves my throat as his skin comes into contact with mine. I wrap my hands around his neck and bring his head down.

A voice in my head whispers that this was not the plan, but it’s too late. My body is engulfed by a fire that only Declan can put out. Fireworks erupt in my pussy when Declan hungrily kisses me, obliterating all rational thoughts from my mind. He trails kisses along my jawline and then lifts my hair to kiss my neck. Everywhere he touches leaves a trail of heat. He moves lower until his face is directly above my breasts.

“Perfect,” he says, staring down at my chest. He lowers his head and takes a nipple into his mouth while palming the other one.

“Oh God,” I cry out, sweet sensations darting from my nipples to my pussy.

His name falls from my mouth as easily as if we’ve had sex countless times before. He sucks my nipples and flicks his tongue over them as small growls come from his throat.

I’ve never had sex with a man who groaned and growled when he was sucking my nipples. It does something to my brain to know that he’s loving what he’s doing just as much as I’m loving receiving it.

I whimper as desire overwhelms me. My fingernails scrape his back, and my legs thrash about.

“You have the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen,” Declan says. “Round. Perfect size. But now I need to taste your pussy. Lap at your juices.”

My legs turn to jelly at the words coming from his mouth. That’s another first. I’ve never been with a man who had a foul mouth. I love it.

He peppers kisses on my belly as he lowers himself until he’s lying between my legs.

“Fuck, Marian. Your panties are soaked right through,” Declan says, his voice filled with raw wonder. He trails kisses along the hem of my panties until I’m squirming, desperate to feel his mouth on my skin.

“Please, Declan,” I say without a trace of embarrassment.

He hooks a finger on the edge and lifts my panties. His warm breath fans my folds, and I shiver as a fresh wave of arousal hits me. I thread my fingers through his hair.

“Mmm gorgeous and so ready,” Declan murmurs as though speaking to himself. He pushes my panties to one side completely and buries his face in my pussy.

I scream. He eats my pussy. My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head as he teases me with his tongue. He does things to me that no man has ever done.

“I need these off,” he growls and grips the hem of my panties.

I wriggle out of them and kick them off, desperate to have his tongue back in my pussy. He splays his massive hands on my inner thighs, nudging them further apart.

“You taste so sweet,” Declan says before flicking my clit with his tongue. “Like ice cream on a hot summer day.”

The pleasure is almost unbearable. He does a thing with his mouth. He wraps it around my clit and sucks. My body explodes, and for a few seconds, my vision goes blurry as a violent orgasm rocks me. Every inch of me trembles, but instead of feeling satiated from the orgasm, my body screams for more. I raise my hands to my breasts and palm my nipples as Declan’s gaze meets mine.