I slide down the bed and spread her legs wider, dipping a finger between her folds. “Is that why you’re so wet? Did you save it up for me, Amelia?”
“I left my vibrator in New York,” she teases.
“Lucky for me.” I dip my head, open her with my thumbs to expose her clit, and smile. “Lie back and enjoy the ride.”
The pink nub throbs between my lips almost immediately.
“Slowly,” I murmur, relinquishing it temporarily. “I haven’t even started yet.”
“What are you waiting for?” Breathless.
I slide a finger inside her, her wet walls clenching around me. A second finger. She arches her spine, pushing against me. She wants this as much as I do, and that is the biggest thrill there is.
I lick her clit, dragging my tongue flat across it, slowly, enjoying the raggedy sounds of her shallow breaths. I lick and suck, working inside her with my fingers, sliding them all the way out and coating her clit with her slick.
“So fucking sexy, Amelia, I could eat you all night.”
“I… won’t last… all night.”
Her words send a thrill straight to my pulsing cock. “How long will you last?”
“Not long…”
“Should I let you come now?”
“Yes!” She’s panting.
“Beg me, Amelia.”
“I… Please…”
“You’ll have to do better than that.” I sit back and work her softened clit with my thumb. Enough to keep her on the tipping point, but not enough to send her flying over the edge.
“I’m going to come…”
“I don’t hear you begging. I can’t let you come until I know how much you want it.”
“Please, Declan, please let me come.”
I smile and drag my tongue across her swollen clit again. “Go for it, my sweet baby. Come all over my face.”
I lick until my jaw aches, and Amelia’s orgasm keeps right on coming. Her pleasure is all I need. I grip her hips while she writhes across the bed, her body shuddering, her cum oozing out from between her legs. And I lap it up. Every last fucking drop of it, until she goes limp.
Then I cover her body with mine, supporting my weight on my elbows, and tease her opening with my erection.
I smooth her hair away from her flushed face. “I want you, Amelia.” My voice is husky.
“I know.” She peers into my eyes, languid and floppy from her orgasm.
“No, I don’t think you do. I don’t just want to fuck you. I want you in my life.”
She blinks, studying my face as if waiting for the punchline. “Do you mean that?”
“Every word.”
I slide my cock inside her, all the way, and she wraps her legs around my waist to accommodate me. “I…” Her eyes grow large with tears.
“You don’t have to say anything right now.”
