Page 74 of Final Goodbye
“Before you finish, let me hear you say it. Tell me you love me, Declan.”
“I love you, Paige. I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you too, Declan, so much.”
With a devilish grin on his face, he lowered his warm mouth directly down to my pussy. Immediately my hands found his hair, I gripped him tightly to make sure he’d stay right where I needed him. My body broke out in a chill as goosebumps continued to spread up and down my arms; his touch made me melt inside.
His tongue drew perfect circles around my sensitive clit, waking up every nerve ending in my body. “So fucking sweet.” He spoke roughly looking up at me from between my legs, his lips glistening with me all over him.
“Oh my God!” I moaned as he licked me all the way up my center. Quick flicks of his tongue turned to long strokes. Every swipe brought me closer to the edge. If I hadn’t spilled the beans about falling in love with him just before this, I’d be screaming it at the top of my lungs by now.
In the thirty years I’ve been alive, I had never fallen in love. Not even close. I’d never found that one person I connected with perfectly on an intimate level. No one I wanted to open up to on an emotional level. No one I felt safe enough around that I’d ask them to be my pretend boyfriend to get my ex-boyfriend off my back.
And then Declan came along. Fucking me the way I’ve always wanted to be fucked. Getting turned on by maple syrup being poured over my body and licked off. He made what’s supposed to be a sticky mess, sexy.
All of my thoughts came to a screeching halt when my body started closing in on me. Declan was like a wild animal, feeding on me like I was his last meal. Putting my needs before his own, refusing to let me touch him until my needs were met. How he always treated sex with me.
My legs were flung over his shoulders as his large hands wrapped around my thighs with a strong hold. The grip I had on his hair got tighter as my legs started to pinch close. “Fuck, baby. I know you’re getting close, squeezing me so tight. Come for me. Come all over my face like the dirty girl that you are.”
“Fuck, Declan. Fuck, that feels so good. You’re so good,” I called out, hardly able to take it anymore. My orgasm was building at the base of my spine. “Please. don’t stop. I’m right there,” I pleaded.
His dirty mouth would always be my undoing. My lower back arched off of the cold countertop, my inner walls caving in. His mouth continued to lap at me, over and over again until I was too sensitive to take it anymore. He wasn’t going to stop unless I asked him too.
“I’m coming, Declan! Yessss. Oh my God!” I spilled over as he continued to clean up the mess I made on his mouth.
“So sweet, baby girl.So sweet.Best damn French toast I’ve ever had.” He trailed up my naked body, his mouth leaving one kiss after another. “I am so fucking in love with you, Paige Wilson.” I didn’t know if I’d ever get used to hearing that.
He was in love with me.
His kisses continued to stamp my body all the way up to my neck, his large frame finally towering back over me, our eyesconnected. “I’m so fucking in love with you too, Declan Cooper. You have no idea.”
The corners of his mouth lifted in a sly manner. “You can show me if you want? You know… so I have a better idea.” He winked.
“Hmmm…” I scratched my chin like I had to think about it. “How about I show you in the shower? You can help me clean up this sticky mess and I can start getting ready for work.” Sophie was a saint covering for me yesterday, but I needed to go back tonight and be a good friend and coworker.
Declan hooked his arms underneath me and lifted me up, so my legs were wrapped around his back. We made our way to the shower, him carrying me like the gentleman that he was. “I could get used to this too…” I whispered as he carried me through the house.
“Used to me carrying you around the house with syrup all over your body?” He boomed with laughter.
“I won’t object if that happens again. I’d even be okay with whipped cream or chocolate sauce too, but it’s your breakfast, so your choice,” I teased.
“Fuck, now you have my mind reeling with all of the possibilities.” His mouth found mine for just a moment. A quick peck.
“But what I really meant was… I could get used to the I love yous, and the breakfasts and weekend mornings spent together. Every special moment I have with you makes me fall more and more in love with you every day, Declan.”
His strong body hauled me all the way from the kitchen to the bedroom then into the massive bathroom I couldn’t get enough of. I was carried like a princess all the way into the black marble shower where he sat me on the bench inside. As usual, he turned on the water and waited for it to warm up before he pulled me under the hot stream with him.
The water fell over both of us as we stood there, lost in our own thoughts. His hands cupped around my face, tilting my chin up, the look on his face was sincere. “Then have all these mornings with me, Paige. I told you that I’m all in. Why waste time pretending that we can’t have all the mornings and the nights and anything we want together. We can have it all… You can have it all. Stay here for good. Move in with me, Paige.”
I was still in awe that this man could come along in such a dark time. That something so good could walk into my life when everything else around me was crumbling.
“You really mean that? You won’t get sick of me being around or regret your decision a few weeks from now?” My brows furrowed in question. It made me nervous since I’d never lived with a boyfriend before. I’ve never counted on anyone in the ways I’ve counted on Declan in the last couple of months. The overwhelming feelings, the sex that felt like fireworks, all the little moments in between, it was enough that it could scare him off. He was only twenty-five. What if he got bored and wanted to play the field?
All of my insecurities washed over me.
“Are you kidding me right now? I want to be around you all the time. I’m showering with you so we can both go to work. You will do the working, and I will do the stalking as I watch you work until the end of your shift.” My hands reached out, giving him a small shove. Naturally, his large body didn’t even budge. We both broke out in laughter.
“You’re serious?” I asked.
