Page 47 of Declan
I glanced upward, admiring the ripples of muscle on his upper body. His heavy lidded eyes watched me as I took more of him into the back of my throat. I slowly moved my head forward before drawing back, leaving a wet trail down his shaft.
“Damn, you’re good at that,” he rasped, moving the hair out of my face and peering down at me with a slightly opened mouth.
“I haven’t even gotten started yet,” I said, working him with my hand and grinning up at him.
I sucked him some more, taking my time. He tasted too good to rush. Occasionally, I’d gently tug on his nut sac and swirl my tongue around his slit. The way he moaned encouraged me. Each time he started breathing faster and urgently grabbing my hair, I pulled back. Denying him a release.
“Kyler.” He sucked in a breath as I pulled away completely. His stiff dick bobbed in the air, glistening with a mix of my spit and his pre-cum. “I wanna fuck you.”
Poor guy had endured nearly fifteen minutes of orgasm denial. I knew the fucking would be hard and fast. Exactly how I wanted it that night.
“If you insist,” I responded with a wink.
Declan growled and slipped his arms around me, picking me up. His strength excited me. As he tossed me on the bed and tugged at my clothes, pulling off my jeans before tearing off my shirt, I couldn’t help but grin like a fool.
This sexy man wantedme.And not because he couldn’t get anyone else, but because he found something appealing about me.
“I love your freckles,” he said, gliding his hand across my chest. “They’re everywhere.”
“Even on my ass.”
Declan’s gaze darkened before he flipped me over. Yeah, his strength was insane. He’d flipped me over with one arm, and I wasn’t a twink like Brysen.
My erection poked into the mattress, and I squeezed my thighs together.
He spread my legs as he positioned himself between them. His hands smoothed over my ass cheeks, kneading the globes, before he ran a finger across my opening.
“How are you so perfect?” he asked.
I felt his dick against me, hard and still wet from where I’d sucked him, and the ache in my own dick grew. I might’ve been the one teasing him earlier, but it’d gotten me worked up, as well.
Declan placed a hand on each side of my ass before pushing my cheeks together and sliding his dick between them. He groaned deep in his throat as he slowly thrust back and forth, fucking my ass cheeks.
“Shit, Declan.” I turned my head to look at him, but I was at the wrong angle. All I saw was part of his chest as he drove his hips forward. I hung my head and pressed my face against the pillow, moaning at the pressure.
I couldn’t get off that way, but it was arousing as hell. And teasing.
“I’m going to fuck your tight hole,” Declan said in a desire laced tone, raspy and deep. “And I’m not sure I can be gentle this time.”
“I don’t want you to be gentle,” I panted, squirming as I felt his shaft glide across my opening. I needed him to penetrate me, dammit. “Fuck me like you hate me.”
He moved to grab the lube and once he was back behind me, he used some to wet my hole before sliding a finger in me knuckle-deep. I groaned and craned my neck, looking at the headboard as I arched my back.
As eager as we were to screw like rabbits, he still prepped me first. Not many guys would’ve done so, especially not ones who were as worked up as Declan. He opened me with one finger before adding a second. When he got to three, I wiggled under him.
“Dammit, Declan. Just fuck me already.”
After sliding on a condom and using more lube, he pushed into me.
I winced at the sting. But I was too damn horny. Too eager. Before he even moved another inch, I knew it was going to be one hell of a ride. And I was so fucking ready.
