His kiss is hard and urgent, and I more than meet him halfway. He tugs my coat off my shoulders, and I let it drop down to the floor.
Declan’s tongue is inside my mouth now, and I pull at the short hairs on his head to urge him ever closer. He slowly and confidently undoes every single one of the buttons on my flannel shirt, and when he’s finished, that goes onto the floor next to my coat.
My sheer white camisole is next, and he unclasps my bra with one swift flick of his wrist. Once he’s pulled the straps of my bra down my arms, his thumbs are on my taut nipples immediately.
I slam my eyes shut at the sensation. “Good God, Declan. You literally take me from …”Zero to a thousand so damn fast.
And I don’t want him to stop.
I grip onto his shirt, sure that if I let go, I’ll slide straight down to the floor. Or maybe out the window.
Speaking of the window…
It starts to rain, an intense, driving rain that apparently is angling into the barn.
“Mia.” Declan runs his palms over my wet back. “You’re getting soaked. Come here.”
He puts his arm around me and leads me over to the mattress where he covers me with the comforter. “Be right back.”
I watch him lean out through the open window so he can grab hold of the wooden shutter and pull it closed. He secures the shutter with the latch before coming over to the mattress.
He kicks off his shoes and removes everything but his boxer briefs before he joins me under the comforter.
Declan runs his lips along my neck until I moan. And then, his mouth covers mine.
“Are you freezing?” he murmurs into my lips as he wraps his arms around me.
“No. You got me so hot and bothered I hardly noticed the rain.”
“Let’s get you wet in other places, too,” he says as he kisses my jaw.
But I’m already soaked and not just from the rain.
Declan unzips my jeans and slides his finger inside my lace panties. When he reaches my core, he groans.
“I’ve missed you,” he says as he runs his finger through my seam.
“So don’t miss me anymore,” I say as I kiss him. “Remember me. All night long.”
His gray eyes sear into mine as he jerks my jeans off of my hips and down my legs.
When I’m only in my panties, Declan slides down my body until his mouth is between my legs.
I can feel his hot breath fanning the wet strip of fabric as he whispers my name before he pulls the lace to the side and licks me.
And again.
Hard, hard, and then soft. Soft, hard, and then soft again. He’s dragging me up to the heavens one fucking heartbeat at a time. And I’m nearly there already.
“Oh, God, Declan.” My head thrashes to the side, and I grab onto the comforter for dear life.
Declan’s licks have no steady rhythm to them. Sometimes, he goes in for the kill, and other times, it feels like he’s merely breathing on me. The buildup is so phenomenal that I’m coming before I can stop it. Declan holds my knees apart and keeps his mouth fused to my core until I come down from the high.
“Holy…” I throw an exhausted arm over my head.
“Holy…” Declan climbs up my body and settles next to me. “Are you going to finish that sentence?”
“Nope. It was holy what you just did with your tongue.” I slide my hand inside his briefs and grip his hard length. “This should be holy too.”
