Page 71 of Stolen Sun

“No,” I try to use the hardest voice I can muster.

His smirk doesn’t meet his eyes.

“Some part of you wants it, too. Don’t lie to me.”

I stiffen, searching his face.

“No,” I fail completely this time, and my voice is only a whisper.

“He derailed the life you wanted for yourself.”

“No, Declan, no,” I’m shaking now.

“He signed you away to marry a complete stranger and is ready to do the same again.” His anger is stronger than I’ve ever seen.

“That won’t happen this time. I can’t lose you to this,” I plead.

“Shh. Nothing will ever keep me from you again.” His expression smooths as his hands roam up my body.

He lifts me to suck on my nipple. My protests die on my lips. He stands, pulling me out of the water. The cool night air meets our wet bodies. I gasp at the sudden change, and he covers my mouth with his, stepping out of the hot tub and bringing me inside.

He sits on the couch and reaches for a blanket to cover us. I pull away from our kiss to hover over him. The hiss he makes when I grab his dick heats me to my core.

His hands find their way to my hips under the blanket. He doesn’t force me onto him. Instead, his mouth explores my body while he holds me steady.

He tears his eyes away from watching his tip rub up and down my slit to look at me. The intensity of his stare does nothing to prepare me for his words.

“You’re not a prisoner in that ivory tower anymore, Noel. I’m going to tear it down brick by brick. It will be as though it never existed. Now show me what you will do with your freedom,” he says in a deep, rough voice.

My insides melt at his dark promise. The delicious offer to let me have him however I choose has my imagination running wild with possibilities. I stand, letting the blanket fall to the ground. His abs tense as his hips tilt forward, and he slowly strokes himself as he looks over every inch of my body.

“Lay down,” I say.

He does as I say, and the power high courses through my veins.

I kneel on the couch just above his head, taking in the sight of this strong, beautiful man laying down for me. When my eyes find his, I see he’s staring at my pussy hovering above his head.

I inch forward to hover above his mouth, my heart pounding. I’ve never done this before because I was always too embarrassed to ask for it. With Declan, I know he wants me just as I am.

“You want me to eat this pussy?” He asks from between my legs.

I don’t answer at first. The words stick in my throat. I lean over him, placing my hands on either side of his hips. Dipping my head down slightly, I suck on the tip of his cock.

“Yeah, sunshine. Take what you want,” he breathes out in whispers that I feel against my wet pussy.

His hands wrap around my thighs. “Own it. Run the fucking show, baby girl.”

I lower my mouth until he’s in the back of my throat, and I use my hand to cover the rest of him.

“You like my cock in your throat,” he says, lifting his hips to shove himself farther in. “I love fucking your mouth.”

My hips wiggle, and I moan around his dick as he pumps into me.

“Your pussy is soaked. Don’t you want to sit on my face?”

Yes!I squeeze his cock harder and drool runs out of my mouth.

“Noel,” he growls, his fingers digging into my thighs. “Sit the fuck down.”

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