“Stop,” he said, gently pushing me away.
I almost whimpered in disappointment. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t need pity,” he said, shaking his head.
“It’s not pity, Declan,” I whispered, leaning in close once more. “If you don’t want to do this, just say that. If I overstepped, I’m really sorry, but if this is because you don’t think you’re worth anything, that’s not true. Don’t let your wounded pride deprive you of something webothwant.”
He lifted his eyes, giving me a hesitant look. “You want me? Really? Even after my story?”
My fingers trailed along his stomach. “I can’t remember a time when I wanted something this much.”
His throat bobbed as he swallowed, never taking his eyes from mine. “We shouldn’t,” he said, but there was no conviction in his voice. “It’s not…professional.”
Feeling more confident than I ever had in my life, I grinned and winked at him. “Aren’t you retired? Can’t beprofessionalwhen you aren’t a professional.”
The smile that spread across his face was enough to let me know I’d broken through. Giddy excitement filled me at the sight of it.God, I wanted this man.
“Well, when you put it like that, I don’t think I have any more arguments,” Declan said, then pulled me close.
Sighing, I sank against his body, kissing him again. His hands slid over my back, running down and clutching at my ass. I moaned into his mouth as he gently kneaded the flesh, his fingers wrapping around and almost touching my pussy through my pants. His cock, rock hard and throbbing, pressed against my stomach. A feral desire took hold of me. My wolf felt it as well, because she growled deep in my mind, wanting this as much as I did.
Our kiss grew more passionate and aggressive, both of us breathing hard, our hands roving across one another’s bodies as we threw off any pretense of hesitancy. Without taking my mouth from his, I reached down and worked at the belt and zipper of his pants. In a move both savage and inexplicably sexy, Declan grasped my shirt and tore it open. Buttons popped off, revealing my sports bra.
“That was so hot,” I gasped, my pussy clenching.
I slipped my hand into his underwear and sucked in a breath as my fingers wrapped around him and pulled his cock free. He was thick, the head heavy and rock hard, the skin soft and smooth, like a rod of iron covered in velvet. Declan sighed in pleasure as I stroked him, my fingers gliding up his impressive length. After his story, after seeing how hurt he was, how his soul had been crushed by something he had no control over, I wanted to give him some respite. To make him feel wanted and desired, to give him what he needed. Also, perhaps a little selfishly, I wantedhim to do the same for me. I could die tomorrow. There was no time for waiting or second-guessing. Why not live life to the fullest right now?
With that in mind, I lowered my head and took him in my mouth.
“Oh, god,” Declan moaned. “Fuck yes.”
The soft skin of him glided against my tongue until it pressed to the back of my throat. I cupped and caressed his balls with my left hand and stroked the shaft with my right, bobbing my head up and down, sucking and licking the head while my hands worked in tandem, urging him on, giving him what I knew he wanted. Declan’s hips moved in time with my motions.
“That feels so fucking good.”
My clit wasthrobbing. I couldn’t stand it anymore. Taking my hand from his balls, I eased it into my pants and touched myself. I was already so fucking wet, and let out a low, almost guttural groan of satisfaction as my fingertips slipped and slid across my clit. A delicious heat pulsed through my pelvis, working its way through my whole body, making it hard to concentrate on giving him pleasure.
Declan removed that problem by pulling himself free.
“My turn,” he growled. He scooped me into his arms and walked me to the bedroom, tossing me onto the bed. I giggled in delight, loving how strong he was.
I watched him undress, awed by his body. The muscles and lean lines revealed themselves as he took off each article of clothing, until he stood before me, naked, his cock standing out rigidbefore him. I quickly dragged off my clothes, tossing away my lensless glasses until I lay there, legs spread, ready for him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his eyes roaming over my body before he gazed deep into mine. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life.”
My heart lurched, a pleasant ache deep in my chest. No one had ever said that to me. Before I could answer, Declan gripped my thighs, pulled my legs apart, and sank his tongue into my soaking wet pussy. I cried out, half-gasp and half-shout of pleasure.
Two fingers joined his tongue, slipping into me so fast that my back arched in surprise. I dug my nails into the sheets as he sucked my clit, his fingers caressing and coaxing me higher and higher.
“God,” I moaned, grinding my hips against his face. “Yes. You’re gonna make me come.”
Declan growled, working faster, his tongue swirling on me, his lips caressing me, his fingers fucking me. I wanted more. I was so close, so damn close.
“Oh, fuck,” I cried. “Don’t stop. Just like that.”
He didexactlyas I asked, moving at the same pace and speed, pushing me ever closer to the abyss of ecstasy. I wrapped my legs around his head, pulling him closer.
With one more thrust of his fingers, I shattered. A wave of carnal rapture cascaded across my body, shuddering up my stomach, through my limbs, and pulsed deep in my pussy. My nipples tingled as if lightning crackled within them. I couldn’t even cry out. My mouth simply hung open in a silent scream. I trembledand spasmed, and still he didn’t stop, continuing to lick and suck.
