Page 55 of Declan
“Okay. Just checking.”
“You’d better hope the snow doesn’t get too deep or you’ll be stuck with me.”
“No one I’d rather be stuck with.”
Declan reached for her hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed her knuckles. He pulled the truck up to the garage, pushed a button and the door slowly rose, then he drove inside.
Elise opened her door, stepped out and stared at the other vehicles in the garage. Sitting in one bay was his SUV cruiser, another bay sat an UTV, an ATV, and a snowmobile, and in the last one was a small bulldozer.
“I’ve never been on a snowmobile. Can I drive it?” The look on his face made her laugh. “I’m kidding.”
“You scared me there for a second.”
“Men and their vehicles. I bet you wouldn’t let me drive your truck or that little bulldozer.”
“I’m not answering that.”
“You just did. What’s the bulldozer for?”
“I use it to plow around the house, make a path to the barn and the driveway. Let’s go inside.”
“Okay, will you make a fire?”
“Sure. Whatever you want.”
She slipped her arms around his waist. “Did I ever tell you that you’re easy?”
Declan grinned. “Only with you, baby. Only with you.”
When they entered the house and removed their coats, they walked toward the living room. Elise stared out at the snow while Declan made a fire in the hearth. When he finished, he stood and walked toward her, his eyes locked onto hers.
The room was thick with the kind of heat that made you feel like your skin was peeling off. Elise’s breath hitched as Declan’s hand slid up her thigh, then under her T-shirt and up to cup her breast in his hand.
“God, I want you so much, Elise,” he whispered as he pushed her against the wall, making her shiver.
“I want you too, Declan.” Her breath coming out in gasps. She had never wanted a man more.
He tugged at the shirt, slow and deliberate, lifting it over her head and tossing it to the floor, leaving her in just her bra and jeans. When he moved away from her, she whimpered, then gasped when he slipped off her shoes, then removed her jeans, leaving her in just her boy-cut panties and bra. His lips met hers, in a kiss that was, at first, slow and long. Their tongues tangled. Elise moaned into his mouth, her hands clawing at his shirt until it was on the floor, forgotten. His chest was all muscle. She traced every ridge with trembling fingers. He smirked, as he pressed her against the wall, his arousal pressing against her likea promise of what was to come. “Do you feel how much I want you?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he growled, his voice rough, as he unclasped her bra, freeing her breasts. “You’re perfect.”
Elise shivered, her nipples hardening into little peaks that begged for attention. Declan leaned down and his mouth closed over one nipple, sucking hard enough to make her cry out. His tongue flicked over the sensitive bud, teasing it until she was whimpering, her fingers tangled in his hair.
His hands roamed lower, sliding over her hips, then around to cup her ass, and lightly squeezing it. She gasped, as her head fell back against the wall, her breath coming in ragged pants.
He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to his bedroom. He laid her down like she was something precious, but the look in his eyes was pure desire. He stood, stripped off his jeans and boxer briefs, his cock springing free, thick and hard. Elise’s mouth watered at the sight, then he removed a condom from his wallet, rolled it on, and crawled up between her legs, the head of his cock nudging at her. He paused, just for a moment, to stare into her eyes, then slammed his lips onto hers, kissing her passionately, then he slid his mouth across her cheek to her ear, running his tongue over the shell.
When he moved to her breasts, he took his time, then moved lower. She held her breath… waiting.
“Please,” she whispered.
“Always for you.” He moved down to her belly. He tugged on her panties with his teeth, then slowly pulled them down and let them drop to the floor.
He stared at her. “Like I said, you’re beautiful and perfect.” Then he moved his mouth lower. She grabbed the sheets in her fists, almost crying out when he slid his tongue along her slit toher clitoris, sucking on it. She whimpered, wanting more, and he obliged until she cried out when her orgasm hit her hard.
Elise could feel him moving back up her body, kissing her, until he reached her lips, then he passionately kissed her as he pushed inside of her, slow and torturous, stretching her in the most delicious way. She arched her back off the bed, her nails digging into his ass as he filled her inch by inch. He didn’t stop until he was buried to the hilt. He groaned, low and guttural, before starting to move, pulling out slowly before inching back inside her, that made her want to scream.
