Page 69 of Wild Ever After
One side of his mouth lifts.
“Stand up,” I order in a bossy and playful tone that has the other side of his mouth pulling up.
“Yes, ma’am.” He gets to his feet next to the bed, and I walk forward on my knees to get closer.
I’m eye level to the serious bulge in his trunks, but I keep my eyes on his. I untie his shorts and push them down, trying to go slowly, but I’m far too excited to be patient. “You are seriously sexy.”
“Right back at ya.”
“You make me feel sexy in a way other guys haven’t.”
A flash of anger creeps into his gaze, but then he reaches out and caresses my face as he dips his head down to kiss me. I get lost in it for a moment, then pull away, smiling. “It’s supposed to be my turn.”
“Sorry.” His voice is gruff as he stands tall. “Where do you want me?”
“Here will do.” I scoot another inch and then wrap a hand around the base of him.
Every muscle in his body tenses as I close my lips around the head of his dick.
“Oh, fuck, Jade.”
The gravelly tone of his voice and the look of exquisite torture laced with happiness on his face encourage me to keep going.
Taking a page out of his book, I force myself to go slow. I open wider, taking all of him in, and then glide back up, swirling my tongue around his piercing as I do.
He threads his fingers through my hair and tugs gently, but lets me keep up my own pace. Only when I take him all the way in again, does he hold me in place. I suck a little harder, tears pricking my eyes, before he pulls me back.
I glance up at him to find his eyes locked on me. Bringing this beautiful, strong man pleasure is my new favorite hobby.
Pausing, I wait for him to take over again. He gets the hint and uses the hand tangled in my hair to guide me over him, picking up speed. It’s my turn, but I love letting Declan be in control.
When I’m sure he’s seconds from coming, he pops me off him and climbs over me, forcing me back. Opening his nightstand, he takes out a condom.
“Still want to do this?” he asks.
Is he serious?
“If you don’t fuck me, I will do it myself.” I bring my hand between my legs and circle my clit. I’m so wet and so turned on, but I need him to get there.
He watches with dark eyes as he covers himself with a condom, then captures my wrist in one hand to stop me from touching myself. He brings my fingers to his mouth and sucks each one.This guy. This fucking guy.
“Tonight, all your orgasms are mine,” he rasps.
Without another word, Declan pushes inside me. The time for slow and controlled is over. He moves at a pace that has him driving hard and deep. I lose track of the number of times he brings me over the edge while he chases his own release. The man has the stamina of a god.
I want so badly for him to find the same bliss washing over me.
“Declan.” It’s half-scream, half-plea. Those dark eyes lock onto mine, and finally, he lets go.
* * *
As night creeps into early morning, I lose track of how many times we have sex. We never leave the bed, though. We’ll have sex in every room of the house another day.
I’m curled up on his chest, so satiated that I drift in and out. Declan lifts me into his arms. I’m so tired, I don’t want to move. It takes me a second to realize he’s taking me somewhere. Does he want me to sleep in my own bed tonight? Maybe I’ve been spending too many nights in here.
“Sorry,” I say, opening my eyes, “I didn’t mean to doze off in your bed. Put me down. I can walk back to my own room.”
“You want to sleep in your bed?” His brow creases in confusion.
