My comment makes him roar into a laugh, and I like the way he looks when he does it.
“Under this t-shirt it’s not as pretty as my face, but if you want to look, you come undress me.” He moves his hands away from his legs, waits for me to move closer to him. “But before you sit on my lap, remove your clothes.”
Oh my God, Declan Crawford is making me go crazy for him, and his touch, because without even thinking about it I remove his jersey, and throw it on the floor.
“You forgot something.” He nods to my panties, and smiles. “Or are you so wet for me to touch you, you’re trying to hide it through the small fabric covering you?” He licks his lips, and I wonder what he has planned in his head, he has never taken it there, would he do it now?
I take a deep breath and remove my panties. I should feel shy because I’m standing naked in front of him, but the way he’s looking at me only makes me feel one thing. Beautiful.
“I hate seeing bruises on you, you need to get better at kickboxing or stop.” The words escape his mouth in annoyance, as his eyes move over my stomach. If only I could tell him every mark on my body is because of an asshole I live with.
He nods his head for me to move closer to him, and I do. I stop just in front of him, then he pulls me to sit on his lap. His hand on my hip, moving up my back.
“How is it you can make me hard within seconds?” He kisses the side of my neck, then licks it to my ear. “Undress me then.” He pulls away from me a little, and smiles.
Now I know I’ve seen his dick, and it shocked me, but now I’m going to see him and I’m nervous. I place my hands at the bottom of his t-shirt, my fingers gracing his skin and I feel him flinch under my touch.
Before I can lift his t-shirt over his head, he grabs the back of my head and kisses me, a hard kiss which takes me by surprise. He pulls away, and I moan a little not wanting him to stop, which makes him chuckle to himself.
Not touching his skin, I pull his t-shirt over his head, but I don’t look at his body, I look at him. “It’s not pretty,” he whispers to me, and I get off his lap so I can get a better look.
My eyes quickly move back to his, then slowly back to his chest and the first thing I see is the number six, six, six, burned into his chest. He stands up in front of me, and with a shaking hand I place it on the scar over his chest. No. Most of his chest is covered in scars. What the hell happened to him?
I finally look up at him, and he wipes the tear drop off my cheek, lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, then he kisses me as he slams me into the wall behind me. Breaking the kiss, he stares into my eyes.
“You want me to stop, you tell me now, because there is no way in hell I’ll be able to stop once I start. I’ve tried to back away from you, but I can’t. I can’t stop thinking about you, I can’t stop staring at your sexy body, I can't stop. So, if you want me to stop, tell me now.” My throat tightens, he’s asking me, it’s the first time in my life I’ve been asked if I want this.
Declan Crawford isn’t the asshole he makes himself out to be, he has a heart, and a fucking soul.
I kiss him because I want this, I want to know what it feels like when someone wants to have sex with me without hitting me.
Declan unwraps my legs from around his waist and takes a step back. “On your knees.” He doesn't have to tell me again, I lower, and as I do, I pull his sweatpants down with me, and his cock bounces free. He wasn’t lying about being hard for me. “Take it.”
I hold the back of his dick, and lick the head, and I hear him grunt when my lips wrap around him, and I use the tip of my nails to play with his balls.
“You have no idea how much it takes me over the edge.” I hear him as I continue to play with his balls, and suck hard on his head. “Open your mouth,” he shouts, and I look up at him opening as wide as I can ready for him to spit in my mouth. He spits once, then again, grabs my hair and thrusts into my mouth, making me choke. The head of his dick hits the back of my throat, and I hear him slam his free hand onto the wall as he fucks my mouth.
His fingers tangle in my hair as he holds my head and thrusts in and out of my mouth, saliva escaping the sides, his balls hitting my chin as he moves faster.
“Your mouth, it’s as if it's made for my dick.” Declan shouts as he continues to fuck my mouth.
I moan loudly when I feel the vibration of his cock in my mouth. He quickly pulls out of my mouth and pulls my hair for me to stand up. I wait for him to kiss me, but he doesn’t. He moves his head and sucks hard on my nipple before biting down on it, which makes me moan in my mouth.
I feel his hand move down my stomach, between my legs. “So wet for me.” He slaps my pussy which makes me jolt against his hand. Declan picks me up, and takes me to the bed and lies me down. “I’m going to make you come over my dick repeatedly. Fuck, how bad I want to hear my name escape your sexy lips.” He leans down a little, and spreads my legs wide for him, and he smiles. “All fucking mine.”
Declan pulls on my nipple rings which makes me arch my back off the bed, before he lines his cock up with my pussy. I hold the tears back, because for the first time I’m not being raped, and I don’t know how to act.
“Are you on the pill, because there is no way I’m wrapping up.” Declan looks up at me, as the head of his dick teases me, and I quickly nod letting him know I am. There was no way I was letting the bastard Robert get me pregnant.
I moan when he pushes inside me. “Fucking hell, you’re tight,” Declan grunts as he continues to thrust. Pulling on my nipple as his mouth covers my left one. Sucking so hard my nails dig into his back, arching my back not wanting him to stop.
Declan pulls away from me, looks down at my pussy as he continues to thrust, then his lips are on mine, and he moans. “Fuck, not going to last the first time.” He kisses me again, my nails dig into his back as my body is finally giving in to him, and I’m ready to come.
Declan places both his hands on the pillow next to my head, and I wrap my legs around his waist, as he goes fast and hard. I close my eyes as my orgasm is about to hit.
“Open your eyes, or I’ll stop and fuck your mouth,” Declan shouts at me, and my eyes open wide and he smiles. “Just because you can’t say how much you’re enjoying it, I'm sure you can show me.” My nails dig into his skin as I hit the high of the ride, digging my nails deeper and deeper into his back, and he kisses me as I feel him come inside me. Feeling his cum filling me, Declan bites my lower lips then pulls on my lip ring, and finally slows down.
I take a deep breath, as my heart is pounding in my chest, to the point I’m scared it will jump out of it.