Page 26 of Bond Strength

“Someone’s sounding mighty impatient.” I gave his ass a light spank, and he let out a low moan. The sound punched right through me with lust. The idea that he wanted my cock deep inside him—fuck. I’d dreamed of him bottoming for me a thousand times over. Of bending him in half and sinking between those lush cheeks. And now his gorgeous ass was in my palms, and damn, he was just as sexy as I’d imagined. “I think I want to taste you first.”

“I mean, that was part of the original game plan you seem to have forgotten about,” Declan said in a pert tone. Such a brat.

“Do you not want to get eaten out, beautiful?” I said, taking on an arch tone. “An ass this delicious, and I could have you begging and pleading in minutes.”

He thrust his ass back farther. “Do your worst.”

Challenge accepted.

I slipped off the bed, zipped down my coverall, tossed the garment to the floor, and tackled the rest of my clothes. In the blink of an eye, I was naked, my clothes joining Declan’s on the floor. I grabbed a condom and the bottle of lube from his top drawer, set them on the bed next to him, and settled behind him again. The mattress creaked with the movement, and his sharp breath echoed through the room.

Declan glanced at me over his shoulder, eyes wide. “Damn. You’re hot as hell.”

Exhilaration thrummed through me at hearing those words from his lips. My whole body hummed, alive with a tension I’d been waiting a lifetime for. No one else affected me the way he did, and no matter what happened between us after this, I’d be forever grateful for tonight. His glasses, a hint askew, glinted in the flickering light, and his hair was rumpled in a way he’d never allow if he wasn’t fuckdrunk.

Damn, he was so gorgeous, and tonight, he surrendered to me.

I sank down right in front of that sexy ass, and I spread his cheeks. His hole was perfect, the furled skin pure temptation. I didn’t hold back but leaned in and licked.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned.

“That new for you?” Honestly, I’d been surprised and so turned on that he’d already played with his ass. For as straightforward as he was, Declan also managed to constantly startle me.

“You’re the first,” he said. A pulse of pride shot through me. I dipped back in and licked and sucked at his hole. He tasted a little earthy and sweet, and I didn’t hesitate in devouring him. I gripped his cheeks hard, the perfect handfuls, and kept him pried open. My cock wept against the sheets as my erection made a valiant attempt at digging into the mattress. Fucking hell.

Declan’s whimpers pierced the air, the sound so addictive I buried my face in his hole, trying everything in my power to coax morereactions from him. Once his hole softened under the onslaught, I drove my tongue in.

“Holyshitfuck,” he gasped. I drew it back and thrust in again. He was so beautifully responsive, and imagining these sorts of reactions while he got speared by my cock? Goddamn. I drove my tongue into him again and again until his cries echoed around the room, and he shifted his hips and rode my face. Saliva dripped down his legs, pooling onto the mattress, but I didn’t give a damn. The feel and taste of him had me transfixed, obsessed.

“I need you, Noah,” Declan begged.

Those words snapped me out in a hot second. I reached around and found his cock had thickened again, way faster than I’d expected.

“What do you need, beautiful?” I asked, my heart thumping hard.

“Fuck me. Please.”

God. Those were the words I’d waited a lifetime for.

Reverence washed over me in a fierce torrent. I pushed up behind him. He flexed forward, his gorgeous body on full display. His back was formed of firm lines, clear dips and divots, and the dimples on his lower back were driving me out of my mind. His hair was mussed, and his head dipped down as he panted. That ass was on perfect display with the way his knees were bent, legs spread.

I was more of an agnostic than anything, but in that moment, sheer awe struck me square in the chest, like I witnessed something holy. My heart stopped for a moment and restarted as I inhaled the delicate pine scent of his cologne. The sheets were crinkled where he’d been fisting them. Having Declan wrecked and messy on a bed beneath me was one of the experiences I’d longed for ever since I’d started noticing guys, even if I never believed it would happen.

“I’ve got you.” I grabbed the condom, ripped the foil, and rolled it on, squeezing around my base to keep from blowing. God, the secondI got inside him, I was going to explode. I needed to find some way to restrain myself.

I ran my hand along his plump ass, watching the jiggle from the movement. Heat flushed through me, as wild and raging as a forest fire. “Do you need me to stretch you out?”

Declan shook his head. “Not really. I play with myself regularly.”

Fuckinghell.

I’d scored the goddamn jackpot and never realized it. “Pretty sure this is a bit bigger than a toy.”

“You haven’t seen my toys,” he shot back. Ngh. I tugged at my balls, which threatened to unload on the spot.

My cock jutted straight out, painfully hard, and I wrapped my hand around the base to guide the tip right to Declan’s spit-soaked hole. I traced the tip around it a few times, and the shudder that rippled down Declan’s back sent a jolt of lust through me. I needed to get inside him yesterday. Truthfully, a decade ago.

I snagged the lube and squirted a little bit onto his hole, then slathered the rest over my cock. “So you’ve never been fucked by someone else?”

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