I look.Unafraid.Curious.A little stunned.He’s beautiful.He’s imposing.
I’ve only seen a few cocks in my life and touched even fewer.And nothing’s ever prepared me for what I’m dealing with right now.
He’s erect, straight, and huge.A purply-rose color, veiny and thick.And there, at an angle at the base of his magnificent cock, is that tattoo I know has a story behind it.It’s a story that will have to wait.
Because I want to feel him.Taste him.I’ve not had a lot of experience with this, but I remind myself that my brain isn’t in charge at the moment.My body is.
So I slide off Declan’s lap and drop to my knees at the side of the bed, reaching up to push the robe away from his thighs.The instant my fingers brush against his steely flesh, Declan hisses and throws back his head, eyes closed.
I look up at the whole picture.It’s a shocking sight.Declan’s all male—powerful and chiseled by a lifetime of hard work and even harder conditioning—yet somehow, he’s vulnerable in this moment.He’s thrown wide open to me.Unafraid to show himself.
He trusts me completely.
Tears well in my eyes.His head snaps up and his eyes bore into mine.
I cup both my hands around his hard girth, stunned at the shocking beauty of Declan.I didn’t know.I had my suspicions, but never again will I have to rely on my imagination to fill in the blanks.
Both hands on him, I lean forward and lick my tongue upward along the underside of his length, from the base to the tip.He tastes salty, like tears.He lets go with a rumbling groan of pleasure.
I’m bringing him pleasure.
I don’t think I’ve ever been prouder of an achievement in my life.Even without knowing any of the tricks or having the benefit of perfecting my technique, I can bring him pleasure.
Maybe all that’s required here is that I love him and want to make him happy.
“Summer,” he says, his voice catching.
I stop what I’m doing, suddenly wondering if I’ve made a misstep.I look up.Declan’s smiling softly at me.
“I’m not going to last another second if you keep doing that.I don’t want that for us the first time, baby.I want us both to go together.”
Go together?Declan must mean that he wants us to cum at the same time.I’m down for that.
He reaches down and pulls me to my feet.I stand in front of him, between his open legs.I’m frozen.I’m not a shy woman.If he doesn’t like what he sees when I’m naked, there’s not a damn thing I can do about it now.
But I don’t know how this works.He’s bare-ass nude and I’m not.Do I take off my robe?Does he?Do I stand here like this forever?I realize my knees are shaking.My knees never shake.
Declan reaches around and pulls me close.I feel his warm hands slide up the back of my thighs and cup my ass.His touch winds its way up and over my hips to my waist.He drops his mouth to my robe.He kisses the fabric.And then he begins to unknot the sash with his teeth.
I laugh.I knew he was good for it—something completely unexpected.He’s chuckling too, even as his teeth and lips and tongue manage to loosen the double knot.Talk about a magic act…
I wonder what else he can do with his teeth, lips, and tongue.
His mouth tugs at the sash and my robe falls open.Declan freezes.
“Holy fucking hell.”His voice is raspy.He appears stunned.
“I bet you say that to all the girls.”
“There are other girls?”He glances up at me, his eyes huge.“Summer.You’re so beautiful I can barely breathe.”
“Thanks, MacLaine.I noticed that about you, too.”
He reaches up and slips the robe off my shoulders.It puddles to the floor at my feet.Declan returns his palms to my ass and drops his lips to my bare belly.I rest my hands on his head and lift my eyes to the ceiling as I feel his warm breath caress my skin.
This is a first.The first in a whole line of firsts.I’ve never let a man do this to me.I never felt safe enough.
His lips are hot on my skin.His tongue is slick and his kisses go lower and lower until he drops his mouth on the rise of my public bone.Declan’s lips are like velvet against my sensitive flesh.So tender, nudging the bare lips of my pussy with his nose and tongue.
