My eyes fly open, and I wrench my lips from hers.I stare down at her face in disbelief.
“What the fuck, Summer?!ARE YOU A VIRGIN?”
“Not anymore,” she says.
I try to back out, but both her hands slap down on my ass.Hard.“Don’t you dare stop, Declan.”
I freeze.Her eyes lock on mine and she gives me a little smile.
“Fuck me, MacLaine.Do it.”
CHAPTER 23
Summer
He’s a lot.
A lot a lot.
I can’t believe I can even accommodate this much Declan.One finger was a surprise.Two made me jolt to attention.Three sent me reeling.
And now I’m stretched even more, taking his amazing cock inch-by-inch.It doesn’t hurt.It stings a little, but the pleasure outweighs the discomfort.By a wide margin.I was right—my body knows what to do, and I’m relaxed enough to turn over the controls.
That’s probably because he just made me cum like a firehose using only his mouth and fingers.
I have no idea what’s coming next, what all of him will feel like.But I suspect that Declan is about to give me a whole new reason for living.I could kick my own ass for waiting so long to have this experience.
What an incredible sensation.I tingle everywhere.I’m thoroughly overpowered but completely safe.He’s a tight fit but I want it.I need it.If he doesn’t give me everything he’s got in the next moment or two I think I might die.
Slowly, I’m making room for him.I absolutely have to take him inside me.All of him.All the way.But right now, I think it might be too much, too fast, so I whisper against his lips to slow down.
Declan stills.His kiss comes to a screeching halt.
Uh-oh.
I think he’s just figured it out, that one detail I never mentioned.I really thought I could work around it.I guess I had no concept of the physics involved, with a cock this big and an untested hoo-hah.
He pushes himself up and stares down at me in shock.“What the fuck, Summer?!ARE YOU A VIRGIN?”
“Not anymore,” I say.
He tries to pull out, but I slap both my hands on his ass, hard enough that he’s paying attention.“Don’t you dare stop, Declan.”
He freezes.He looks terrified and really turned on at the same time.I try to reassure him with a smile.
“Fuck me, MacLaine.Do it,” I say.
Oh, shit.
As he somehow moves me around on the giant-sized bed without slipping out of place, I remember that old saying—Be careful what you wish for.
Too late now.
We’re diagonal on the bed.He’s back to hovering directly over me, still halfway inside me.But he looks overly concerned.“I never want to hurt you.Are you sure, Summer?”
“I’ve never been more sure about anything.We have to start somewhere, don’t we?”
His expression indicates that he’s feeling guilty.
