Page 62 of Stealing Forever

“Breathe for me, sweetheart.”

A stream of air passes through my lips.

He pushes in a little more. “Such a good fucking girl.”

Declan’s thumb finds my clit again, circling it with an expertise of my body that didn’t take him long to learn.

His hips roll a little, driving him in more. “Breathe.”

“You’re so fucking big, Declan,” I exhale shakily.

He laughs, dropping his head against my shoulder. “And you’re so damn tight I might come before I even get all the way inside of you.”

“Push all the way,” I tell him, clutching onto his shoulders.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he argues.

“Do it, Declan. And kiss me.”

Smashing our lips together, our tongues find each other and he deepens the kiss before his hips give one final thrust until he’s sheathed inside me.

For several seconds, he doesn’t move, and I’m able to adjust. Then, in the blink of an eye, my body combusts as I turn desperate for more.

“Move,” I demand into his kiss, and he wastes no time before starting to rock into me.

Pushing my hair away from my face, Declan grips my jaw as he continues to kiss me, our bodies coming together over and over again.

My moans mix with his, our skin slapping together with every movement. He feels like heaven, and home, and everything I didn’t know I was missing up until this exact moment—something so carnal and precious I wonder how I ever went without this level of intimacy before.

“Hailey, I can’t last, sweetheart. You—“ he groans mid-sentence, unable to control his pleasure. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No!” I cry, because it’s possible I might actually perish if he stops.

“Fuck—I can’t—” And then he roars with his release, his hips moving erratically as he spills himself inside of me. My body iswound so tight I’m surprised I don’t topple over the edge with him, but I’m right there—so close, yet so far.

That’s okay,I think to myself, expecting him to pull out of me, roll over, and be ready for bed.Next time.

Declan shudders, still riding the high of his climax, when he roughly pulls himself out of me. Tossing me around like a rag doll, cum still drips from his semi-erect cock as he scurries down the bed and climbs between my legs.

“What are yo—” a scream erupts from me as Declan sucks my clit into his mouth, rolling the tip of his tongue around the sensitive nerve.

My vision darkens, hands flying to the back of his head, as he suctions around it and thrusts two fingers into me.

I barely register the noises I make, not entirely sure they’re human, as I come harder than I ever have in my life. It’s like I’m floating above my body, the orgasm rolling into me as relentlessly as Declan’s tongue.

I’m quaking by the time he kisses up my body and collapses on the blankets next to me. I can’t even open my eyes, completely spent and satiated.

“That was…amazing.”

“You’re okay? That wasn’t too much? I wanted to be more gentle, but goddamn…” Concern flickers through his features, and I roll over to face him.

Cupping my hand against his cheek, I shake my head. “It was incredible.”

“You’re incredible.” He kisses the tip of my nose.

Contentment settles around us as we lie next to each other, tracing patterns on each other’s skin. I draw a heart, and he writes his name, and it’s so innocent and pure it nearly takes my breath away.

How is this real life?Mylife, no less.

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