I toss my head back as I grab my cock, stroking myself. Declan bats my hand away and takes over, stroking me just how I like it. His fist is snug around me, jerking me at the perfect pressure and cadence.
“You gotta…fuck, oh fuck…you gotta hurry,” I moan, covering his hand with mine, helping him beat me off.
He grins down at me, then bites his lips as his eyes glazeover. “But you feel so fucking good. I want to stay inside you forever.”
Declan lets go of my dick and slides his hands under me. Then he pulls me up until I’m sitting on his thighs. I wrap my arms and legs around him and grind on his cock, groaning as his fat cockhead brushes against my hot spot.
He holds me under my ass and helps me bounce up and down on his shaft.
“I need to come,” I whisper against his lips. “Make me come.”
Declan takes my lips in a greedy kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth as he fucks into me with urgency. I try to keep up, fucking him back as I hold on tight for the ride.
My dick rubbing against the hard planes of his belly gives me the friction I need for my orgasm to rise to the surface.
Noises outside of the door pull me from the moment, and I snatch my lips from his, eyeing the door as if someone will burst in.
Declan turns my face back to him. “Stay with me, baby. Let me get you there. We can think about the rest later, okay?”
“Okay,” I whisper, going back to ravage his mouth again.
It takes no time for me to get back into the fucking. Declan snakes his hand between us and jerks me just three times before I’m spilling onto his belly. My moans are loud, probably louder than they should be, but fuck it. Whoever is here will just get an earful.
“Mhm,” Declan says, grinning against my lips. “Your hot hole is pulling me in. Fuck, you’re squeezing me, baby.” He rests his head on my shoulder and holds me so tight I can feel bruises crop up.
Not even a minute later, he’s shouting his own release, his body trembling as he spills inside me.
“Fuck, baby,” he says as he kisses my shoulder, neck,cheek, then captures my lips. “Making love to you is the highlight of my fucking day.”
“Same,” I murmur. “I?—”
A loud knock sounds at the door and Declan whips his head around with a growl.
Carter’s annoyed voice says, “If y’all are done in there, you need to get dressed. Most of your guests are probably at the venue by now.”
With a sigh, I flop back onto the bed and Declan pulls out of me gently before doing the same.
“I told you we should have gone down to the justice of the peace,” he says.
“Your dad wanted us to have an official wedding. At least it’s not as big as Carter’s.”
“Thank all of our fucking lucky stars.”
“Up, now!” Carter says through the door.
Declan laughs and shouts back, “Fuck off, big brother! We’ll be up soon.”
“Good, don’t want to hear anymore sex noises unless they come from Kai.” Declan makes a gagging noise and I laugh.
I roll out of bed and hold my hand out for Declan. He takes it and slides off, taking me into his arms and kisses me soundly. “Let’s get showered so you can make me Mr. Washington,” he says.
He grins mischievously and threads our fingers together, pulling me into our bathroom.
Well, our bathroom at Carter and Kai’s house.
After shit went down with Austin, a Whitlock man, Carter found it hard to trust anyone but immediate family. He brought up Declan moving into their house so he could be nearby in case he was needed and, surprisingly, Declan said yes.
Though, I think that yes had more to do with me than with Carter.
