I’ve only been with one guy before, and let’s just say, he wasn’t impressive in the slightest. Declan, though, Declan has the body of a man that any woman would pay to get a glimpse of. Just from looking at him, I’m getting wet.
He climbs onto the bed and pries my legs open with his hands. “I need to see all of you. Toss the bra.”
I blink because I forgot I still hadn’t fully taken it off and toss it to the side.
His eyes roam my body, and I have the urge to cover up, but I manage to keep my hands by my sides. I can’t tell what he’s thinking, but his hands start to massage my thighs up and down, and I relax from his touch.
“You are a fucking masterpiece, Penny,” he tells me, and then licks his lips.
I look away because what I wouldn’t give to kiss those lips one more time. But I can’t. Because of the rules… that I made.
I’m an idiot.
He wraps a hand around the nape of my neck and tilts my head to put his mouth on the side of my throat. My hands involuntarily grab his sides as he leaves a trail of kisses in his wake. The sensation of his lips paired with his scruff has me needy and wanting. It’s a simple act, but it lands a big punch.
His other hand works its way to the apex of my thighs and starts to rub light circles over my clit once again. My body lights up from his touch, and my core clenches for something more. His fingers. His cock. Anything at this point.
When he reaches down to my entrance, he pulls his face away from my neck. “Why are you this wet? Hmmm…”
I whimper as he pushes two fingers inside of me. “Your mouth,” I tell him as he curls them against my G-spot.
“What about my mouth? My mouth on your skin, how I ate you out, or the words I’m speaking?”
“All of it,” I breathe out as he sucks at the spot between my shoulder and neck. I close my eyes and moan. What is this man doing to me?
His mouth moves to the shell of my ear. “Are you going to be a good little slut for me, Penny?”
I hesitate, but then nod my head.
“Tell me who’s slut you are,” he growls out.
Oh God. This is not the Declan I have come to know. He’s either silent and brooding or throwing jokes around over text. This Declan, though, this Declan is demanding and confident. He’s never acted this way around me before or given any indication that this is a part of his personality.
His eyes have darkened, and he’s so beautiful it hurts.
“Tell me,” he says again while adding a third finger next to the other two. He’s stretching me so good, and I have no doubt he’s prepping me to take him. I’m not sure how he’s going to fit his thick cock inside me, but the human body is amazing because I did give birth to an eight-pound baby.
“I’m your slut,” I whisper.
“That’s right, gorgeous. You’re my slut. Mine.”
He pumps his three fingers inside of me and uses his other hand to push on my chest so I’m lying on the bed.
I reach down and wrap my hand around his thick length, needing to touch him. His cock is heavy and feels like velvet to the touch.
“Just like that,” he breathes as I move my hand up and down his shaft.
His face is hovering over mine as we work each other over, and I have to bite down on my bottom lip to keep from doing something stupid… like kiss him.
Just as he brings his mouth to hover over mine, his head dips, and he sucks on one of my nipples and bites down. My back instantly arches because the sensation is overwhelming.
My nipples became somewhat desensitized after breastfeeding Autumn for over a year and a half, so it takes a lot for me to feel them. I usually have to pinch them extra hard just to feel the kind of sensation I’m feeling now.
“You like that, Penny?” he asks and moves down to my stomach, licking and sucking at my skin.
I nod my head and move my hands to grip his hair. I stop him in his tracks because I’m all of a sudden afraid he’s going to bolt once he sees the stretch marks I was left with after having Autumn.
My body bounced back fairly quickly after giving birth, but I was still left with the silvery marks as a parting gift. You can’t see them when I’m sitting, but standing or stretched out like this, they’re visible.
