“I’m leaving the country once I get my life back.” Her hand comes between us and she strokes my dick through my slacks.
“Is that so?” I chuckle darkly, hooking my fingers into the sides of her panties and tearing them away in one swift motion.
She gasps as I stuff the fabric into my pocket. Dropping to my knees behind her, I gently turn her and, press her back against the cool glass of the patio door. Our eyes lock as her fingers slide through my hair.
“Next week you’ll have your life back,” she says with a hint of sadness.
I part her legs and kiss her wet folds, causing her to cry out in pleasure.
“Meridea,” I moan against her sensitive skin.
I pause briefly, my eyes meeting hers with a wicked gleam. “It’s cute that you think you’re going anywhere.”
Her eyes widen in shock as I lick and suck on her folds, slipping two fingers into her tight, slick hole.
Meridea is mine. She’s been mine since she walked into the bar. She thinks she’s leaving. How cute.
CHAPTER FIVE
MERIDEA
I drape my leg over his shoulder as Declan’s tongue delves deeper into my core, drawing an involuntary moan from my lips.
“Oh God, Declan,” I gasp, my voice trembling with pleasure.
I’m not leaving here. I try to block out the words he spoke moments ago as he pleases me, like no man has ever done before. He doesn’t mean it. Declan is just being territorial, like most men are. He probably only wants to satisfy his own desires. No, I’m done with that.
“Cum on my tongue,” he demands.
I grip his brown strands and stare into his lust filled green eyes. This beautiful biker is on his knees, pleasing me.
I don’t say a word, trying to hold back my release.
“Let go,” he orders. His deep voice against my clit sends my body quivering against his delectable mouth.
“Declan,” I roar as the orgasm rips through me.
He kisses my pussy one last time and stands to his full height. He yanks the tiny dress over my head, leaving me standing there in just a bra.
“Take it off,” he commands.
Wordlessly, I unclasp the bra, letting it fall to the floor. He shrugs out of his blazer, tossing it aside carelessly. I take a step forward, grabbing the front of his shirt and ripping it open, buttons flying in all directions, clattering against the hardwood floor.
“Give it to me now,” I demand.
But before I can drop to my knees, he halts me. “No. I’m coming in your pussy, not your mouth.”
My eyes widen. “What? No way, just because you saw my test results and know that I’m clean doesn’t mean I’m letting you come inside me.”
“Meridea, you also know I’m clean because I told you I get tested often.”
I tilt my head to the side. “You saw my tests. I didn’t see yours. Besides, I don’t want your raw dick in my pussy.”
He chuckles and tosses me over his shoulder.
“Declan! Put me down,” I demand, my fists pounding against his broad back.
He ignores me, striding through the mansion with purpose, the cold air grazing my bare skin and sending goosebumps racing across my body.
