He licks his bottom lip, and I can see his tongue ring peek out, like it’s taunting me.
Was he standing behind me long enough to hear the tongue ring part, too?
“Eyes on mine, Penny.”
My gaze snaps to his, and he has the audacity to smirk.
Maybe he didn’t hear me in the kitchen. Maybe I don’t have to go live on a secluded island until I die.
I plant the fakest smile on my face and force out a laugh. “You know what? All is good. I’ll just be heading back inside,” I say while trying to move around him.
I don’t know how, but I end up pinned against the house, caged between Declan’s arms.
“Were you just talking about getting laid by some random guy atmybirthday party, Penny?”
His eyes are smoldering, and he’s gone from the silent man I’ve gotten used to knowing, to hot and dominating in seconds flat.
I swallow hard and look away from his gaze. So, he did hear about me wanting to get laid.
Shit.
One of his hands wraps around my jaw as he brings my face back, forcing me to look at him.
“Answer me,” he growls.
I take a deep breath, swallow, and nod my head. I shouldn’t feel ashamed that I have another date or that I fully plan on getting laid before the month ends. I deserve to have a little fun, and that includes doing whatever the hell I want with my body.
“Yeah, that’s not going to work for me.”
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Declan
Penny’s eyes go wide, and I lose my sanity.
I shift my hand to the back of her neck and slam my mouth against hers. Hearing her say that she planned on getting laid by some asshole from the internet did something to me. It turned me from a man who didn’t think he would ever get his birthday wish to one who decided to take it. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I have zero control right now. I’ve lost all common sense, but now that my lips are on hers, I want nothing more than to drown in Penny Whitehall.
I feel her hands cling to my shirt at the waist, and she pulls me closer as I force her mouth open against mine. Our tongues tangle, and I pin her body to the wall, groaning at the feel of her small body underneath me. Her hips grind against mine, and I know she can feel my hard length through our jeans. My cock wants to come out to play, and I have to hold myself back from making a fool of myself out here on the front porch of her parents’ house.
The amount of time I’ve spent dreaming about what Penny would taste like would be embarrassing to admit out loud. And now that her lips are on mine, she tastes better than I ever could have imagined. She tastes like sunshine and sex. I’ve had these thoughts ever since we started our online chats, and now that I have her lips on mine, never in my wildest dreams did I imagine how intoxicating her mouth could be.
I move the hand that’s still on the wall to her waist, lifting her sweater enough to feel her bare skin. Our tongues battle against each other and she moans. We’re going at each other’s mouths like it’s going to be the first and last time. Andit just might be. But I’m not going to waste this moment. I move my hand from her waist to her back, slipping it under her jeans to squeeze her ass.
I normally wouldn't be so bold in public where anyone could see, but this woman has had me hot and bothered since day one.
I groan into her mouth, “Are you not wearing any panties, Penny?”
She rips her mouth from mine and shakes her head. “I never wear panties.”
My nostrils flare, and I grip the hair at the nape of her neck to bring her mouth back to mine. What the hell is this woman doing to me? I’ve never had a kiss like this before, one where I want to suck, fuck, and ravage the woman in front of me. The little sounds coming from her throat are driving me wild, and I move my hand further down her jeans until my middle finger skims over her crack and makes its way to her entrance.
I lick into her mouth one last time before angling her neck so I can suck on the spot just below her ear. Her breathing is labored as I bite her skin, and I can’t help but want to know what she would sound like if I got her in a bed, naked and sprawled out for me.
My finger finally traces her folds and I let out an audible groan. “Are you always this wet, or is this just for me?” I ask as I slowly push my middle finger all the way inside of her.
“Oh, fuck,” she breathes, her eyes glazing over and her head falling against the house.
“Answer the question, Penny,” I demand as I start to move my finger. I grip the hair at her nape and force her eyes to meet mine again.
