Surviving (Surrender 2)

“No Dec, she didn’t, and when I called you, she answered and told me you were too busy working to talk to me.”

“Are you fucking shitting me?”

“Nope.”

I guess this calms him down because he sits on the edge of the chair and leans down for a kiss. The rest of the guys walk towards us with Kelly in tow. She looks at me with a smirk, and I smile back at her. She doesn’t have a clue what shitstorm her little stunt created.

When they get to us, Declan hovers over me and tries to cover me with a towel. Everyone, except for Mike and Kelly are in their bathing suits.

“Looking good RJ. Come to your senses about Declan yet? My marriage proposal still stands.” Nate says slyly but backs away out of Declan’s reach. He shoots

him a dirty look but focuses his attention to Mike and Kelly.

“Listen, I think we need to discuss something right now, so we’re all on the same page.”

“What’s up man, you look pissed. I thought you’d be jazzed about the rehearsal.” Mike asks.

“Yeah, I was until I couldn’t find my fiancée. Mike, I think you already know where I stand, but it seems Kelly needs to be told directly. Don’t fuck with Raven and me. I don’t know what game you’re playing at, but get over it real quick.”

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about Declan. Did I do something wrong?” she asks innocently in a small voice.

Even though she looks embarrassed, she grinned slightly at me before answering Declan.

“Declan, I think you may need to explain a little more and not take that tone with Kelly. What exactly is the problem?” Mike steps closer to Declan.

“The problem is that I asked her to call Raven to come meet us. Not only didn’t she call, she told Raven I was too busy to take her call. I’ve been worried about where Raven was for the last hour. After searching three fucking pools, I finally found her.”

“Uh oh. The last time I didn’t tell Declan about Raven’s phone call, I almost got a broken jaw. Not a smart move Kelly.” Nate chides her.

“Look, I didn’t think Declan wanted to be interrupted. He seemed very busy.”

“What the fuck was I doing? Was I singing? Was I with the sound techs? Tell me.” Declan growls at her.

“You were in the fucking corner with Katy Perry!”

I can’t help but laugh out loud. Soon Cooper, Nate, and Blake join in. Mike even cracks a smile. Declan is furious and looks at all of us like we’ve lost our minds.

“Kelly, let’s clear this up right now. It doesn’t matter if it was the President of the United States, Declan will always take Raven’s calls.” Mike tells her.

“Fine! I didn’t know it was such a big deal.”

I’m tired of this going back and forth since at this point it has become juvenile. “Okay guys, it’s over. We’re here now. Let’s enjoy our afternoon. We should move to the other side of the pool so we can all sit together.” I gather my stuff and we all move. The guys join in a game of water polo while I sunbathe, and Mike and Kelly go back to ‘work.’ At four o’clock, we go back to our rooms to get ready for the kickoff that starts at seven-thirty. We make plans to meet in an hour so we can get dinner on the way to the MGM.

As soon as I slip the blue halter dress on, Declan starts shaking his head. Ignoring his obvious disapproval, I slide on my cowboy boots.

“Come here.” He demands.

When I get close enough for him to reach me, he grips my hips and pulls me flush against him. Kissing a trail from my ear down my shoulder blade, he squeezes my ass. Finally meeting my lips, he kisses me softly and then becomes possessive. Our tongues twirl together in perfect sync and the ring digs into my bottom lip until I moan. I lift one leg and wrap it around his.

His fingertips rub up and down my thigh making me squirm against him. My dress is bunched around my hips now, and I rub against his obvious erection. Reaching down, I undo the button and lower the zipper of his jeans. Sliding my hands in his boxers, I scrape my nails down his cock and squeeze his balls. He pulls back from the kiss and looks down at me with fire in his eyes. I push his boxers and jeans down enough to allow him to spring free. Without saying a word, he moves my panties to the side and slides one finger in me. Knowing I’m wet and ready, he moves us back against the dresser and slams into me.

I scream at the invasion but swivel my hips to push him as far as he can go. He stares at me as he glides in and out until I start to pant. The pleasure starts building, and I throw my head back and push against him. He squeezes my hips and moves his thumb to where we are joined. Instead of rubbing my clit, he circles the entire area making me clench involuntarily. The feeling is so intense and strong I can’t hold on any longer. My orgasm hits, and I see spots. I faintly hear him yell my name as he pumps into me faster. Neither one of us moves for several minutes.

“Jesus Christ, you feel so good, I don’t want to move.” He whispers against my neck.

“What the hell was that? You’ve never done that before, and I had no control over the way my body reacted.”

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