Page 62 of Declan's Dove

It’s all I need to hear. I slant my mouth over hers, kissing her deeply, while Violet’s body willingly leans into mine. Her hands come up and circle my neck. Her delicate fingers embedding themselves in my hair, tugging me closer, eliciting a grunt from me. She presses her core against my cock, seeking relief once again. Relief I plan on giving her, but this time I’m taking what’s mine and owning her.

Reaching down, I grip the bottom of her shirt and rip it off over her head, startling her into releasing her hold on me as I peel the shirt clean off her body.

“Fucking perfection.” Before she gets the chance to cover herself, to hide her body from me, I lift her up and lay her on the couch, crawling over her and pinning her beneath me. Her heated breath whispers across my skin as I trail kisses from her ear to her collarbone, resting most of my weight on my elbows beside her.

“Declan.” My name is a husky plea on her lips, and it’s all I can do to not take her like the fucking caveman Pres claimed I would be.

Leaning up, I pull my shirt off over my head and toss it to the floor. Violet’s eyes wander over my chest and lower, her hands reach up to grip the waistband of my jeans. Her hazel eyes are full of lust and desire. I pin her in place with my hips, her legs curling around me, while my lips descend on hers. I massage her tongue with mine while my hand finds its way down to her breast, gently squeezing and kneading.

Her back arches off the couch, pushing herself into my hand. I follow the path from her neck to her breast, nipping and licking my way down to her ample cleavage. Her back arches a tiny bit more, as much as my weight on her will allow, and I take the offering she’s set before me, taking her nipple between my teeth. To my surprise, Violet’s hand reaches up, twisting the other nipple between her fingers.

She does a have a dirty little freak in there after all.

I continue to move my way down her body, licking and biting until I reach her swollen, soaking wet pussy. The first lick is slow, from her entrance to her clit and back. Her hips lift, searching for more. Needing more.

“Please, Declan.” My name on her lips is spoken like a prayer, one I intend to answer. I bury my face between her legs and feast on her like a man starved. Her legs begin to shake. Her head’s rocking back and forth, but I don’t let up. I’m going to make sure she remembers every second of pleasure I give her and every quaking orgasm. I’ll make it my life’s mission to give her as much pleasure as her sweet little body can take.

She deserves to be worshipped.

And that’s exactly what I intend to do.

Violet comes hard. Her juices are dripping down my chin. Her breathing is rapid, and her beautiful skin is flushed from her nipples to her nose.

I sit up and revel in the sight before me. She looks relaxed, carefree, and blissed the fuck out. It’s a gorgeous look on her. When her eyes meet mine, she graces me with a soft smile, then licks her lips. A movement I follow.

Violet leans up on her elbows and looks down at where my jeans are unbuttoned, then back up to my face. “Are you going to do something with that, or are you planning on keeping him locked away for the night in time out?”

I laugh at her playfulness. She’s adorable and sexy at the same time. The perfect mix of innocence and seduction. I know she’s not a virgin, but her sexual experience wasn’t one filled with passion or love. Her body was used for another person’s pleasure. And I plan on showing her everything she should’ve had and more.

“You want it. Come get it.” I sit back, throwing my arms out wide in invitation.

Violet’s eyes widen, but it’s the only sign of her nerves I see. She’s not so brazen now, but she’s not going to back down either.

Good girl.

She sits up, reaching for the waistband of my jeans, and uses it to pull herself closer to me. “Stand up.”

I do as she says and stand beside the couch. Her tiny fingers pull the zipper down slowly, her eyes watching mine as she does. Her hands slide around and begin shoving my jeans and briefs down toward the floor. When the heat of her mouth engulfs the head of my dick, I have to lock my knees to stay upright.

“Goddamn, I wasn’t expecting that,” I hiss. I feel her mouth pull into a smile around my length and watch as she continues to stoke me with her tongue as she takes me deeper. Her hands grip my ass as she works to take all of me into her mouth.

Holy shit.

When I feel my balls tugging up, I pull her mouth off me and shove her back against the couch. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she widens her legs, giving me the perfect view of her slick cunt.

As much as I want to slam home and take her roughly, I don’t think it’s what she needs from me right now. Violet needs to be in control. To feel like her needs matter. She matters. So I lay down on my back and hoist her up and over until my cock is lined up with her entrance. She looks confused, but follows my lead, using her hand to guide me all the way in as she slides down my shaft. Her walls tighten around my dick, and I have to take a few cleansing breaths to keep from blowing my load.

I hold her in place, allowing myself a minute to calm down. I want this to be good for her. “Move your hips, baby. Ride my dick and take what you need. Make yourself feel good.” She looks confused for a second, but I begin to guide her movements, and she understands. She rocks her hips a few times and lifts up and down a few strokes until she finds her rhythm. I keep my hands on her hips, giving her a guiding hand when she needs it, but otherwise, this is her show.

Violet grinds down on me and it feels so fucking good that we both moan in unison. I grip the back of her neck, bringing her down for a devastating kiss while thrusting myself up inside her, meeting every one of her downward grinds. It doesn’t take long and we’re both coming together.

I ride her out a few more pumps until her body falls limp on my chest.

“You okay, Dove?”

“Mmm,” she moans, but doesn’t budge.

My chest shakes with laughter as I caress her cheek with my hand, pushing the sweat-sticky hair from her face. “Wore you out already, huh? We’re going to have to work on that. I’m going to want to have you as often as I can, and you’re going to need to be able to keep up with all the orgasms I plan to give you.”

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