"You're staring," he says.
"I'm admiring."
He leans down and kisses me, slow and deep. His hands slide under my shirt, pushing it up. I break the kiss long enough for him to pull it over my head, and then his mouth is on my neck, trailing down to my collarbone.
"Declan," I breathe.
"Yeah?"
“Door.”
He groans. “There is something to be said for not having roommates.”
He climbs off the bed and shuts the door, making sure to lock it.
And then he pounces, nearly bouncing me right off the bed. We’re both laughing when his mouth covers mine again.
"I need you," I say against his mouth.
He doesn't need to be told twice. We shed the rest of our clothes in a fumbling rush. His jeans get stuck on his ankle, and I laugh, which makes him laugh, and suddenly we're both giggling like idiots while trying to get naked as fast as possible.
When we're finally bare, he pauses. His eyes roam over me with an intensity that makes my skin flush.
"I love you," he says.
"I love you, too."
He kisses me again, deeper this time. I wrap my legs around his waist. I can feel him hard against me, and I shift my hips, trying to get closer.
"Impatient," he murmurs against my lips.
"Very."
He reaches between us, his fingers finding me already wet. I gasp as he strokes me. He knows exactly how to touch me, exactly what I need.
"Please," I whisper. "I need you inside me."
He positions himself and pushes in slowly. No matter how many times we do this, it never gets old. The feeling of him filling me, stretching me, completing me.
He starts to move over me.
"God, you feel so good," he groans.
I can't form words. All I can do is hold on as he drives into me harder, faster. I should be quiet, but who cares? It’s not like wehaven’t heard every one of these guys doing the exact same thing a hundred times.
He shifts the angle, and suddenly he's hitting that spot inside me that makes me see stars. I cry out, my body tensing.
His mouth is on mine, and then nipping at my jaw and over my neck. And then he goes still, a low keening sound escapes his throat. I can feel him pulsing inside me. It triggers another small aftershock, making me shiver.
We stay like that for a moment, both of us breathing hard, our bodies still joined.
"Congratulations," I finally say. "On the contract."
He lifts his head and grins at me. "Best celebration ever."
"I thought you'd appreciate it."
He pulls out slowly and rolls to the side, one arm tossed out and the other wrapped around my shoulders.
