Page 75 of This Feeling

My body felt like jelly, and all I wanted was for Declan to touch me. Anywhere.

“I don’t care if anyone can see us, Declan. I want you. Now.”

He glanced around then walked over to the other side of the roof. He reached down and unplugged the lights that were strung across the roof. It took me a moment to adjust to the darkness.

“As much as I want you right now, I really don’t want anyone looking at you while I fuck you.”

I sucked in a breath, but before I could respond, Declan fell to his knees in front of me and started to unbutton my jeans. My breathing increased, and I tried to concentrate on slowing it down before I passed the hell out.

Kicking off my shoes, I let Declan slide my pants off, one leg at a time. He sat back on his heels and stared at me. I was left in only my panties and a bra. He licked his lips, and I fought the urge to press my legs together.

“So fucking beautiful,” he whispered before he buried his face in my panties and drew in a deep breath. My hands laced through his hair as my mind went to all kinds of places.

When I felt him lick my panties, I moaned his name.

“I want to taste you, Harp.”

Snapping my head down, I stared at him with what I was sure was a surprised expression.

“Do you not like that?”

I shrugged. “I’ve never…done that before.”

His brows slammed down. “How did you stay with my stupid brother for so long?”

A nervous laugh slipped free. “Well, I think we were better friends than anything. Our sex life was…not so hot.”

He closed his eyes. “I don’t want to think about him touching you. When I’m finished with you tonight, you won’t remember any other man’s touch.”

I nodded. “Oh-okay.”

He reached up and started to slide my panties off. I stepped out of them and fought the urge to cover myself up. It wasn’t that I wasn’t proud of my body, I was. I worked my ass off to have this body, but a small part of me saw that younger version of myself, overweight and sitting alone in the corner.

“Sit down on the sofa.”

Declan’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, and I did as he said. He knelt down in front of me and spread my legs open. He smiled as his hands moved up my thighs and to my breasts. Next, he reached behind me and unclasped my bra, letting it fall down my arms. Leaning in, he took one of my nipples into his mouth and gently sucked. The other nipple was being squeezed by his fingers, and I couldn’t tell which I liked better.

Would it be possible to have an orgasm from this? Yes, yes, it would.

His mouth was suddenly gone and I lazily opened my eyes.

Then, he was there. Between my legs doing things with his mouth that I had only ever dreamed off. My fingers dug into his short hair, and I pulled his face closer. I needed more.

Then, my entire world turned upside down when my orgasm quickly built and threw me over the cliff. I slapped my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming out in pleasure. When I couldn’t take anymore, I frantically pushed Declan away.

“Stop, I can’t take it anymore.”

With a wicked smile on his face, he moved me so I was lying on the sofa.

“Protection?” he asked.

Jesus, at least one of us was thinking.

“Um…I’m on the pill. I’ve never had sex without a condom.”

“Me either.”

“I don’t have any condoms.”

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