Greedy. Hungry. Full of passion.
I can’t get enough of this man’s mouth on me.
“Turn around.”
I do as he says, and he pulls my hips back against him. He slips a wet finger through my crack before playing with my rim.
“Mmm.”
His weight settles over me as he pushes the tip inside.
“I love getting to play with you like this.”
Wiggling back against him, I take more of him in. I’m full in a way I’ve never experienced but knowing I’ll get more urges me.
“More, Dec. More.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers.
“You won’t.”
He pushes two fingers inside, scissoring them to open me. I throw my head back in delight.
As he continues to work me over, his lips trail up and down my shoulder. His touch is overwhelming in the best way. After one orgasm, I could easily come like this again.
“You ready?” Declan whispers.
“Yes.”
“Then hands on the counter.”
The snick of the lube bottle opening splits the quiet air as he drizzles more down my crack before lining the blunt head of his cock up. It’s an odd sensation as he pushes inside, but he takes his time.
Going slow, inch by slow inch to let me stretch to his size.
“Declan. Oh my God.”
His fingers dig into my hips, holding on tighter. “Fuck, Alice. The way your ass is squeezing my dick? Fuck.”
“It’s so good,” I answer, knowing we’re both feeling the same thing.
I’ve never done this before—had someone in my ass. Only Declan. It feels so good as he starts to move. Reaching between us, I strum my clit.
“You need more?” he whispers against my neck.
“Faster.”
“Like I said, whatever you want tonight.”
He picks up the pace, moving in and out as he slides one free hand around to play with my nipples.
It’s sensory overload. Every single nerve ending is on fire. Sweat clings to my brow as I get closer and closer to coming again.
“Alice,” Declan growls, biting at the tender skin of my neck. “Fuck. I need to come.”
“Then do it.”
“Not before you.”
