He kneads my inner thigh gently, not losing his focus with his mouth. Centimeter by centimeter, he moves his hand up and up and up. When he finally, gently, places his finger inside me, I clench around him, the cascade of sensation too much.
“Yes, baby,” Declan encourages me. One swirl of his fingers, another. And I’m a goner.
My body explodes in pleasure as I cry out for him. Declan doesn’t relent, he continues to lick and swirl, as I ride the waves of my orgasm. When my body calms and I lay there panting, I look down at him. He appears both satisfied and hungry.
“I need you,” he tells me. “Now.”
“Then take me,” I breathe.
He lays back on top of me and kisses me with desire. I grind into him, eager to start again.
Abruptly, he hops off of me and over to the nightstand. In the dark, he rummages around and finds what he is searching for. A box of condoms. “Safehouse has to put safety first, right?”
I laugh and bite my lip. “Did you know those were here?”
He shakes his head as he walks back to the bed and sits on the edge. “No, I’m just incredibly –” he pauses and plants a kiss on my lips – “incredibly lucky.”
He opens the condom and begins to put it over his tip. I notice his hands are shaking slightly. Perhaps from the adrenaline of the evening or the hormones raging inside us both. I reach over and touch his hand. Then I finish what he started, slowly rolling the condom down his rigid length.
Declan looks over at me with a wicked smile and says, “Good girl” before kissing me and laying me back down.
I wrap my arms round his neck and pull him closer. His tongue slides against mine. His body moves with me. He traces his hand down the side of my body, his fingertips painting a line of electricity that gives me delicious shivers. When he reaches down between my legs again, I gasp.
“Are you sure?” he asks.
“Yes,” I tell him. “Take me now.”
He waits a moment longer, drawing out my anticipation.
“Please,” I breathe.
With those words, he guides himself inside me. He’s slow and considerate at first. My muscles expand deliciously to fit him and then contract around him. I flex around him again and again, a wave of pleasure escaping my lips.
We begin to move slowly together. Hips in unison. Lips finding each other before pausing to release a grunt or a moan. Our bodies speak a secret language; we move together without need for further instruction.
Declan starts to move faster, each motion harder. “Mine,” Declan growls before shifting our position. He lifts one of my legs and sinks in deeper. I gasp at his size and girth. He begins to pump faster, going as deep as he can. “Charlie, you are all mine.” He emphasizes each word with a heavy thrust, bringing me back to the edge of pleasure.
“Yes,” I breathe as my body reacts to each movement. Each word.
“Say it,” he commands.
“I’m yours,” I call out, my body a rush of sensation.
“I’m yours,” he echoes as he pumps his hips. With each motion, I think I might explode again.
He moves his hand to touch the spot where our bodies meet, where the bundle of nerves between my legs is in overdrive. He translates what my body needs seamlessly. A sailor, a spy, a cyclist, and a fervent lover. There is no one else I would want.
“That’s it, Charlie,” he murmurs in my ear as my breathing quickens. “Come for me,” he commands. “Comewithme.”
I’m over the edge.
“Declan!” I call out his name and hear him groan. His face tightens and he releases inside of me.
My body is numb with pleasure, my limbs heavy from the hormones released. My orgasm is powerful and renders me powerless.
I’ve felt this way before. Out of control, unable to move. Then, I was terrified, unsure of how my body was betraying me. This time, in Declan’s arms, I am safe, in control. The waves of pleasure are calm and I am able to focus all my energy on him and his pleasure.
“Charlie,” he pants before he collapses next to me on the bed. We lay still for a moment before he stands to dispose of the condom. When he lays back down next to me, I place my hand over his chest. His heart beats fast under my touch. Mine is too. He settles in next to me and holds me in the silent darkness.
