Surrendering (Surrender 1)

“Now, let’s talk about the ex-boyfriend you want to strangle.” He lowers himself and starts to nibble on my earlobe. I feel his hard-on through my sweatpants and roll against him. He continues to kiss me lightly down my jawline and neck until he reaches the collar of my shirt. He let’s go of one of my hands and leans up. “This would be a whole lot easier if you had less clothing on.” He whips my shirt over my head and throws it to the floor. I forgot which bra I have on, but he must approve because he inhales sharply.

“Fuck, Raven, I think my zipper just made marks against my dick. I like the blue lace, baby.”

Oh yeah, that’s the one I chose because it matched my shirt. I want to tease him a little. I run my hand over his obvious erection, but don’t move to unzip his jeans. “If you like the bra, you might like the matching panties too.”

He’s instantly on his knees and pushing down my sweats. He throws them to the ground too.

“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I want to spend the whole afternoon showing you just how beautiful you are.”

“If you can do that then I may not strangle you.” I say amusingly.

“Is that a challenge, Miss Hayes?”

“I guess it is.”

“Well, let’s make a little wager. How many times do you want to come today? Six? Seven?”

I laugh out loud. “You’re kidding, right? There’s no way you can last for that long. I know you have stamina, but I think it’s physically impossible for you in the amount of hours left in the day.”

He doesn’t seem as amused as I am. “Are you questioning my stamina now? I thought I proved to you after the concert how long I can go for. And besides, I didn’t say I would come seven times; I said you would. But since you’ve mocked me, I’m upping the ante to eight.”

I shiver under him as I remember the night after the concert. He made me scream his name until I couldn’t remember mine. He notices my slight twitch and runs his fingers lightly over my panties. I know he can feel the moisture because he laughs at me.

“You have a wet spot on your panties; I think I have my answer.”

He lowers himself back over me and licks my breast through the lace. I feel myself pebble under his hot breath. He hasn’t even made skin contact yet but there’s a spark in my stomach. He pulls down the lace and sucks my nipple in his mouth, then uses his free hand to squeeze my other tightly. The contradiction of the rough touch and soft licks reaches all the way to my core. He stops suddenly and I feel his hands behind my back removing my bra.

“As sexy as this is, it needs to go.” He throws it to the growing pile on the floor. He uses his lips, teeth and tongue all over my chest but grinds his cock against my panties causing friction. I rock my hips into his enjoying the rough denim on the silk. I feel the familiar flutter growing and grip the bedspread. “Let go, baby. As soon as I finish here I’m moving lower.” That does it for me; I clasp his shoulders and hiss as my climax rolls through me.

He moves above me and I don’t even notice until I feel him run his tongue over my lips. He lies on his side and slides his hands down me. He rubs against the wet lace and moves the fabric to the side. I open my mouth to let him in when I feel two fingers enter me. He’s gentle at first, but when he slides in the third finger, he gets rougher. I’m breathing hard and trying to keep up with his mouth, but it’s becoming harder to concentrate. He rolls his fingers around until he hits my g-spot and I pant. His fingers adjust inside me and he starts to twist them around the walls. I feel every motion. When he moves his thumb over my sensitive clit, I pull away from his kiss. He lowers his mouth to my ear and starts whispering.

“Do you want to know what you feel like?”

Oh shit, if he starts the dirty talk, I’m a goner. Even though I know his words will take me over the edge, I nod my head yes.

“When my fingers first touched the lips of your pussy, they were slightly wet. As soon as I pushed into you, you became soaked. The walls are soft and warm. And each time I withdraw, you tighten against me. When I twist my fingers, your skin feels like satin. If I apply slight pressure to your clit, your insides contract like right now. I know you’re close to coming apart because your walls are sucking in my fingers like a vacuum. My mouth is watering as I think about tasting you.”

I feel the trail of sweat running down my back. Declan’s words have me horny as hell and I’m pushing against his hand. Once again, I roll my hips so I can feel the friction. He rolls his fingers back to my G-spot and I cry out. His face is still so close to my ear that his neck muffles my cries. He withdraws his hands and I protest silently.

“Don’t worry, baby; I’m going back soon.”

He lifts up and licks his fingers. I should find it gross but it turns me on more. He grins slyly at me and removes my pan

ties. He kisses the inside of my thighs and blows on my folds. Even though I just had two orgasms, my body reacts at the gesture.

“You’re so wet and shiny.”

He uses his tongue to lick from my belly button to my slick entrance before sliding it into me. He puts my knees over his shoulders and grabs my ass for support. His mouth is moving against me while his hands massage my thighs. It feels incredible. He dives his tongue back and forth with gentle movements and grazes his teeth lightly over the sensitive skin. I need him in me now. I try to pull him up to me, but he shakes his head and holds me.

“Watch me, baby. Watch while I make you come again. I wish you could see what I see. I love feeling you let go against my mouth.”

I lean up to watch and it is the most erotic thing I have ever seen. I think of all the scenes in the books I’ve read and realize I’m playing them out. He inserts a finger into me and I contract again. I feel the rush and scream out his name as I come violently.

I fall back against the bed and my vision is spotty. I don’t hear him take off his pants. But when he climbs over me, I see his naked form in all its glory. His skin is slick with sweat. I reach around and run my fingernails down his back then lift my gaze to his. The look on his face stills me. His lips are glistening from me and his green eyes are full of longing. I lift up and lick his lips and he inhales me. I rub down his tight chest over his abs and touch his crown. He bites on his bottom lip as I continue to roll my fingers around and coat his tip with his own juices. I go lower and start to massage his balls. He drops his mouth to mine and expresses his pleasure through a searing kiss.

When he pulls his whole body back, I miss the warmth. Before I can say anything, he aligns himself against me and slides in. He fills me slowly and I arch my back to push him further. He reaches under my back and rolls us over where I’m on top of him.

“I have an amazing view from down here.” He tells me. “I want to watch you. I need to see your face.”