It’s not healthy.
His lips slam against mine in a searing kiss, and he stills inside me. I can feel the hot spurts of his cum coat the walls of my pussy, and I clench around him. “Fuck, baby,” he breathes against my mouth as he thrusts through his release. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
His tongue tangles with mine, and I push my intrusive thoughts away, enjoying the moment while it lasts because I have a feeling it’s not going to last very long.
I’m fully expecting him to freak out as we slow to a stop. When he pulls away, though, he reaches between my legs and pushes his cum back inside me with two fingers, pumping them in and out. My body starts to heat again, but he pulls back. “That stays right there,” he whispers in my ear.
He reaches to pull my shorts up, and once he does, I drop to my knees.
“What are you doing?” He looks at me with heated interest.
“Cleaning up what’s mine.” I wrap my lips around the head of his cock and swirl my tongue around his piercing. He’s still semi-hard, and I bob on his shaft until he reaches the back of my throat. When I pop off his head, I stick my tongue out to clean every inch of him. My eyes don’t waver from his, and he’s looking at me like he wants to fuck me one more time.
He finally pulls me to stand and puts his two middle fingers in front of my mouth. “Suck,” he demands. I don’t hesitate to wrap my lips around his digits and lick them clean, too. My pussy is starting to throb again, and I can’t help but rub my legs together.
He pulls his hand back and kisses me thoroughly, tasting us on my tongue. “Now. Let’s go have some fun.”
As if that wasn’t already fun.
Chapter 26
Declan
Daylight streams through the hotel curtains, and the first thing I think as I force my eyes open is ‘fuck.’”
The images of yesterday and last night come flooding back into my memory, and I screw my eyes shut and open them again, just to make sure they’re real.
I turn to the woman next to me, and she’s a vision covered in white. Penny lies on her stomach, and the pretty little yellow diamond on her left hand catches the light. I check the clock, and it’s only eight in the morning; Pennyshould be passed out for the next few hours. I gently pry the ring off her finger and get up to put it in a safe place.
I’m not sure how much she’s going to remember from last night, but I’m hoping the last hour before we came back to the hotel is a blur to her.
Every moment from the second I fucked her bare in the conference room to the minute I said I do was beyond reckless.
Should I be worried that we went from zero to sixty that fast? Probably. But everything that transpired also felt right, and I don’t regret it one bit.
I decide I should probably shower off the events of yesterday and head to the bathroom. I turn the water to scorching and brush my teeth while it gets to temp. Penny’s going to be so pissed when she wakes up, that’s why I’m hoping she doesn’t remember. Unfortunately for her, there’s one part of the night that she’ll forever have evidence of.
When Ky told me yesterday that if I don’t marry her, he will, it lit a fire in me that made me see my whole future flash before my eyes. I saw Penny and Autumn, a house, babies, surf sessions with her dad; you name it, I saw it. I also envisioned a life where Penny was with someone else. Someone who wasn’t me. And it made me feel sick inside. So, last night after we won five grand on a slot machine, and I tattooed Penny using Ky’s equipment, I made a little suggestion.
But it wasn’t so little. It was big.
Steam fills the room, letting me know the shower is hot, and right before I climb in, the door swings wide and a naked Penny stands before me.
“We got married last night, didn’t we?”
I stare at her for a beat before nodding once.
Penny then lifts her arm. “And you gave me a tattoo.” The small bouquet of flowers I tattooed sits pretty on the inside of her forearm. There’s a Snowdrop, Hawthorn, and Sunflower. The Snowdrop is for Autumn’s birthday, the Hawthorn is for Penny’s, and the sunflower is an exact match for the one on my throat. It was like I was possessed yesterday and couldn’t stop from marking her as mine in any and every way possible.
“What the actual fuck were we thinking?! And you came inside me without protection like five times yesterday, Declan. Do you know the implications of that? We’re going to have to get a divorce. I’m going to be a divorcee before I’m even twenty-five. Fucking hell. No one is going to want me after this.”
She’s freaking out. I would laugh at her if I knew she wouldn’t strangle me, but I’m pretty sure she’s on the verge of a nervous breakdown, so I keep my mouth shut.
“Declan! Do you have anything to say?” She throws her hands out to the sides, and her eyebrows hit her forehead.
I grab her hand and bring her toward the shower, reaching inside to turn the temperature down, and then say, “Shower first, talk second.”
She lets out a breath but doesn’t argue. She grabs her toothbrush and puts a dollop of toothpaste on it, and then climbs under the warm spray with me, brushing her teeth with anxiousness in her eyes.
