Total pages in book: 10
Estimated words: 9381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 47(@200wpm)___ 38(@250wpm)___ 31(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 9381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 47(@200wpm)___ 38(@250wpm)___ 31(@300wpm)
She touches me, too. Her perfect little hands wreck me as she runs them up and down my chest and abdomen. They tremble against my skin.
She's too fucking sweet. And far too damn sexy.
"Do you know how long I've waited for this?" I ask, laying her back in my bed when I can't take another second of those hands on my body.
She stretches out, her green eyes dark with desire…one hip cocked to the side. Every inch of that gorgeous, curvy body is on display for me. I've seen it in tantalizing glimpses over the years—a flash of her full breasts here, a tantalizing peek at her perfect ass there. It's hard to share a tour bus and not see more than you should. But I've never seen her like this. Wet and pink and perfect. Trembling and ready for me.
"Too long, Declan," she says, reaching for me.
"Yeah," I breathe, crawling over her. "Too long. Far too fucking long." I kiss my way down her body, learning her with my lips and tongue. Her skin is sweet and salty—the best of both worlds.
Her hands fly to my hair, holding me to her as her sweet voice rings out around us.
The moment I part her slit with two fingers and lick her from top to bottom, my eyes roll back in my head. "Jesus Christ," I growl, licking her again and again. "I'm mad as hell that I waited five years for this, Rebel." I bat her clit with my tongue, already addicted to her sweet taste and the sounds she makes. "I should have been eating this sweet little thing long before now."
I lick and suck, thrusting my tongue into her tight little hole and then retreating to circle her clit. Every quiver of her body and every damn sound she makes is utter perfection, spurring me on.
"Declan. Oh my god!" She pulls my hair, grinding against my mouth. "I'm going to…I'm going to…"
I suck her clit into my mouth, groaning as she shatters with my name on her lips. It's the best damn sound I've ever heard. She's still shaking her way through it when I prowl up her body, desperate to know what it's like to be hers. I've waited for her. All this time, I've been waiting.
"I'm not going to last," I mutter, hooking her leg over my hip. I kiss her hard and deep, both in apology and because I can't keep my mouth off her now that I'm allowed to kiss her whenever I want. "I'll make it up to you the next five times I'm in you tonight."
"Just get in me, Declan," she cries, dragging her nails down my back.
I line up at her entrance, take her mouth in another deep kiss, and push forward. I take it slow, sheathing myself inside her tight body inch by inch. I don't want to hurt her, and I know this is her first time, too. We have no secrets from each other—at least not about most things, anyway. And there's no fucking way I'd let her be with someone else when she was always meant to be mine.
She feels fucking incredible wrapped around my cock and whimpering beneath me.
She tenses slightly as her barrier gives way but relaxes again almost immediately.
"I'm yours now, Declan," she sobs. "I'm yours."
"No," I murmur, brushing my lips across hers. "We belong to each other now, Pen."
"Yes. You're mine."
I smile against her lips. I've always been hers. But we've got a lifetime for her to figure out just how deeply hers I am.
I stay still for a long moment, giving her time to adjust as we kiss and touch, just reveling in the moment. Once she's shifting restlessly beneath me and whimpering, I push forward again, not stopping until my hips rest against hers.
"Are you good, baby?"
"No. I need more," she begs, tipping her face up to me. "Please, Declan."
I don't fuck her. I make love to her. My hands and lips don't leave her skin as I glide in and out of her perfect body. The pleasure grows with every thrust. Her sounds grow louder, too. The way she feels beneath me, the way that perfect fucking cunt grips me, and those perfect sounds all work together to drive me out of my mind.
I thrust deeper and harder, in a race to get her there before I lose it.
"Give it to me, Rebel," I growl, slipping my hand between our bodies as my balls draw up. "Come for me so I can give you my baby."
"Declan," she gasps, her eyes flying to mine.
"I know you want it." I press my forehead to hers, running my thumb in circles around her clit. "I see the way your eyes light up every time you see a baby. You can't wait to have my kids, can you?"