Page 72 of The Wiener Across the Way

Although not as fun as having sex with Declan would have been. Maybe I’d read a little just to get to know the characters and then skip ahead to the sex scenes.

“Flip to the sex scene and read it to me.”

Oh, I see what he was doing now. Okay, that was a new form of foreplay, but I liked the idea. I grinned at him and flipped the pages to the middle, hoping this wasn’t one of those slow-burn romances. I already had bangxiety from Declan’s teasing depantsing of me, and then his order that I freaking read a book.

Here was a chapter titled Mine. That looked promising. I began to read. “Ciara’s whimpers went on a war path directly from Jakob’s ears, down his spine and straight to his cock. Being inside of her wasn’t enough. He needed to possess her, body and soul.”

As I read, Declan lowered his head and kissed that sensitive spot behind my ear, then sucked my earlobe into his mouth. Gulp. It was going to be hard to concentrate on the words if he was going to keep doing that.

I blinked a few times and kept going. “The skin at her neck was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. Addictive. She would be covered with bruises and bite marks, all that he promised himself he would soothe, after he claimed her.”

Declan took a cue from the story and pressed his lips to my neck, right where my pulse beat under the skin. With each sentence I read, he kissed his way further down my body, and I sure wished he’d taken my shirt off too. I bet the heroine in the book was naked. Didn’t that mean I should be too?

I skimmed the words on the page to see if I could find another part that I wanted him to do to me. Hell yeah, here was the perfect bit. “Jakob reached one hand between their bodies and slid his fingers into her slick folds. With each thrust into her, he stroked his fingers across her plump clit.”

Declan raised his head and smiled. He slid his hand between my legs and his eyes went all dark and sparkly when he found that I was already wet for him. He slipped two fingers into me and circled my clit with his thumb, all while watching my face.

I lowered my hand to set the book down, but he stopped playing with my clit. “Read your book, Kelsey. Be a good girl while I eat your pussy until you come on my face.”

I was the one whimpering now.

The next few sentences were about how the heroine was responding to the hero’s touches by arching her back and crying out. I could relate, because Declan chose that exact moment to lock his lips around my clit and start sucking on it. Hard.

The words on the page blurred and I stopped reading. He stopped sucking.

Oh no. No, no. There was no way I could do this until he made me come. But I was going to die trying. The story got even more explicit. I read each sentence very slowly, and Declan put his mouth back on my clit, using his tongue in the same way as he’d been using his thumb earlier. But he added an in and out thrusting of his fingers too.

I’m sure the spice in this story was top tier, but it was all I could do to keep saying the words out loud, much less comprehend them. If I slowed even a little bit, so did he. But I need more, and I needed it now. I took a deep breath and started speed reading.

Declan laughed with his face buried in my pussy, and I’d have to remember to try and make him laugh a lot more because it felt amazing. I turned the page and gasped, both because he did something with his tongue that took my breath away and because the chapter was almost at the end.

The words coming out of my mouth now were more like a keening moan than anything comprehensible, but I was so close, and I needed to come so badly. My legs were already trembling, and I clenched around his fingers.

Declan moved his fingers in a way that made my whole body clench and flicked his tongue over my clit again. My orgasm hit me hard, and the book went flying as I arched my backand gripped the sheets in my fists. He didn’t stop, and I came so hard, I forgot how to breathe as my world exploded into darkness and light and fireworks and pleasure.

I sucked in air, gasping and moaning, whimpering and groaning. Declan finally released me and crawled back up my body, pulling me into his arms.

“Wow,” I murmured against his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles with my fingertips, savoring the feel of his skin against mine. “That was...”

“Worth giving up some work for?” he offered, his voice a low rumble, vibrating through me.

“Magical.” Just like looking up into his eyes, those deep blue mirrors reflecting a myriad of emotions.

He kissed the top of my head, his lips lingering as if he could imprint this moment between us forever. “I’ll be sure to buy you more magical dragon books then.”

As we lay there, the stars sparkling through the window, the weight of the world felt lifted. There was no scrutiny, no expectations, just Declan and me, in a space where time seemed irrelevant.

Except, in a matter of days, this would all be over, this bubble of joy and simplicity.

Declan’s arms tightened around me, as if sensing the shift in my thoughts. He pulled me into his arms, tucking me under his chin. “Hey, what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

“Nothing,” I lied, my voice muffled against his chest. “Just... feeling lucky, I guess.”

“Kelsey,” he whispered with a note of chastisement, his breath warm on my hair. “Talk to me.”

I sighed, pulling back enough to meet his gaze. The earnestness in his eyes made my heart ache. “It’s silly. I’m just... worried about when this little break ends. When I have to go back to the real world, back to work. What if?—”

“Shh.” Declan cut me off with a gentle kiss, his lips pressing lightly against mine. “Don’t borrow trouble from tomorrow. We’re here now, together. That’s all that matters.”

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