His cock was hard beneath his shorts, and I desperately wanted to feel him inside of me.
“Are you sure about this?” he whispered, his voice a mixture of want and apprehension.
“Yes,” I said firmly, meeting his gaze. “I need this. I need you. Right here in the rain is what I want.”
His hands trembled as they traced the lines of my body, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel his heart beating wildly against my chest, matching the rhythm of my own.
With one last glance into his eyes, I reached down and unfastened his shorts, revealing his erection, standing tall and proud. I wrapped my fingers around it, and a low groan escaped his lips.
“I want you inside me,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire.
Taking my hand, he pulled me to him and lowered us down to the ground. The deck was cold against my back because of the rain, but Declan’s warmth immediately made everything burn. His lips instantly found mine, along with his tongue as he tasted and explored every inch of my mouth.
His hungered blue gaze penetrated me deeper than anything I’d ever felt before. It was intense to the point it was almost scary. There was passion in those eyes; lust, angst, and above all . . . desire. I felt it in his touches, in his kisses, and I reveled in it.
Declan lowered his head, kissing his way down my neck until he got to my breasts. The moment his lips closed over a taut, sensitive nipple, I immediately cried out in ecstasy, yearning for more.
“You taste so fucking good,” he moaned, sucking me as hard as he could.
I knew I would have marks from his lips and teeth, but it didn’t matter; it felt too good to care. He then trailed his hands down my stomach, making meshiver, before cupping me in his palm and slipping a finger inside of me. When I arched my back, he chuckled and pushed in another finger.
“I love touching you like this. I can feel you tightening all around me.”
“It’s because I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” I breathed as he picked up his pace.
“Then let go for me, Ayla.”
Almost instantly, my insides lit up like fire and I trembled as my release hit me hard and swift. His heated gaze made it so much more enjoyable, and mixed with the rain falling down his smooth, tanned skin it was erotic. I wanted more and Declan knew it, but there was something on his mind by the look in his eyes.
“What is it?” I asked.
“I just want you to know that I’m good, but I should probably go inside and get a?—”
Shaking my head, I placed a finger to his lips, already knowing what he was going to say. “There’s no need,” I said, sliding my finger away and replacing it with my lips. I pulled back and smiled at him. “I’m on the pill and I’m clean as well. But if you want to go inside to get a —”
He crushed his mouth to mine, silencing me. “If we’re good, I’d rather feel all of you.”
Just hearing those words made me feel like I could orgasm.
“We’re good,” I murmured breathlessly. “I’m so ready right now.”
The laugh that rumbled from his chest was sexy as hell. “So am I,” he replied, kissing me again. “So am I.”
Slowly, he spread my legs with his knee and lowered himself on to me, cupping my face with his hands and gazing down at me as he placed his lips on mine. He teased me by circling his hips, grazing his cock along my opening and entering me with just the tip. I moaned, wanting more, and he immediately complied, going deeper and deeper until he was fully inside of me.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, he held me tight with one arm behind my head while he used the other to freely roam down my body, squeezing my breast and rolling my nipple between his fingers. He groaned and thrust harder, this time replacing his fingers with his lips and sucking greedily.
“I could do this all night. You feel so damn good.”
That made me smile. “Same.”
He caressed his hand down my thigh and gripped it firmly, lifting my leg higher on his waist so he couldgo deeper. The pleasure and pain of him pushing in further made me scream, but it was muffled by his lips silencing me. I bit him in return, making him growl, and sucked his bottom lip hard while he penetrated me with wild and passionate thrusts.
“I know you’re close, Ayla. I want to feel it,” he demanded.
Tightening around him, I let my orgasm build and rocked my hips along with his, knowing my release was just on the surface. By the sound of the deep groan in his chest and the feeling of his cock pulsating and throbbing inside of me, I knew he was close. I wanted to hold off a little while longer to enjoy the torture, the way it felt as the orgasm built . . . but I couldn’t.
“Declan,” I rasped, “Harder.”
