Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
“Shh,” he murmurs, blowing onto my center. “Just watch, baby.” He glances up and licks his lips. “Watch me want the hell out of you.” His face disappears between my legs, and a second later, the flat of his tongue is ascending up my middle again. He laps gently, from my hole to my clit, up and down, over and over again. He stops at my clit, flicks it softly, and then goes back to teasing me. My body is hot and needy, and with every flick and lap and lick of his tongue, he works me up higher and higher until I’m dangling off the precipice, begging for him to shove me off the edge.
“You taste so good,” he mutters as he shoves a finger and then two inside me, stroking my walls. Between his tongue stroking my clit and his fingers fucking me, I fall off the ledge, getting lost in the strongest orgasm I’ve ever been given. My body trembles, and my pussy spasms in the most delicious way.
Declan continues his ministrations until I can’t take it anymore and push his head away. He glances up at me with a sexy smirk on his face and his lips wet with my juices, and the need to kiss him hits me hard. I sit up and, gripping the back of his neck, run my tongue along his, tasting myself on him, before I press my mouth to his.
“My turn,” I murmur, peppering kisses over his stubbled jaw. “I want you.”
“And you will have me… soon, but not tonight.” He places his hand gently against my chest, forcing me to lie back down. “Tonight is about you.”
My eyes widen in a mixture of shock and confusion. He’s already made me come. “But…”
“You,” he repeats, crawling up my body and kissing me softly on the lips. “Only you.”
And holy shit, he does exactly what he said he would do. For the rest of the night, Declan fucking Pierce shows me over and over again just how wanted I am.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
DECLAN
“Wow,” Kendall says in awe. “This is incredible. How long are we here for?”
She’s referring to the two-story, four-thousand-square-foot log cabin I’ve rented on a lake in Oklahoma. Since Kendall wants to stay under the radar, I figured the best way to have a good time is by spending some time on a lake, where we can go on a boat, go swimming, or relax in the hot tub. There’s also a ready-to-use bonfire in the backyard and wraparound porches on the first and second levels. This is the perfect way to go camping without dealing with all the camping shit.
“We have the place for a week, but we can leave whenever we want.”
“Let’s go see the house!” She squeals in excitement, grabbing her luggage and running up to the front door. I use the code I was given to open the door, and she gasps when we enter. It’s identical to the pictures: an open floor plan with hardwood floors, walls, and ceilings. The furniture is rustic, giving the place a luxurious outdoorsy vibe, with a two-story brick fireplace used as the focal point.
“Oh, my God, Dec! Come look at this.”
I already know where she is, what has her freaking out, but I join her, loving her excitement. When I find her, she’s looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows that make up the entire back of the house. Since it’s late and dark outside, you can’t see anything, but in the morning, no matter which room we’re in or which floor we’re on, nothing will block our view of the backyard and lake.
“I rented a boat for the week as well,” I say, stepping behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist. She sighs into me, resting her back and head against my front, her hands landing on mine and threading our fingers together.
Ever since we’ve agreed to have fun, Kendall’s allowed herself to let go and not overthink our closeness and connection. It probably also has something to do with the three orgasms I gave her last night. With each one, it felt as though I was cracking the hard exterior that she uses to keep everyone out, exposing little pieces of the softness she keeps hidden underneath. I know it was the oxytocin from the orgasms, but I’ll use whatever I have to my advantage to break down her walls.
“That’ll be fun.” She turns in my arms, leaning against the glass wall. “Thank you for this. For making sure we’re not in places where we’ll get swarmed. I didn’t realize how badly I needed this time away.”
I dip my head and kiss the corner of her mouth. “Let’s go check out the rest of the place.”
“Or…” Her eyes lock with mine as she reaches down and rubs her palm along the front of my pants, waking my dick from its slumber. “We could stay right here, and you can fuck me against this glass wall.”