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He groans out a tortured sound. “Fuck, baby. I’m clean, too. Are you sure, though?” His gray eyes flit between both of mine.
“Yes, I’m—” I’m still panting through the second word when he pushes inside me, his cock stretching and filling me, nearly killing me with how good it feels. “Oh my god.Oh my god.”How can it feel this good? How can it feel better than anything I’ve ever felt in my entire life?
“Fuck, Declan, you’re so fucking tight. Holy fuck, baby.Holy fuck.”Jude’s forehead knocks down onto my own, and gray eyes meet mine.
Every blissful feeling that washes through me—every tender squeeze of my heart, every blinding rush of euphoria, every slip of my body as the earth tilts off its axis—is mirrored in the way he looks at me.
Like we share one heart, one set of lungs, one body as we climb higher and higher, together.
It’s beautiful.
It’s amazing.
And it’s terrifying.
Because I’ve had sex before, but it’s never felt like this.
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Jude
I drag my cock in and out of her. Slow. Methodical. Andfucking perfect.
The sight of my length disappearing inside her pink flesh, drowning in her arousal, is mesmerizing and I can’t stop fucking looking. Watching. Groaning as she tightens around me.
She feels better than I ever could have imagined.
And fuck,have I imagined.
For an entire goddamn year, I’ve imagined, but it doesn’t compare.
“Oh God, Jude.” She arches beneath me, bare breasts heaving with the movement, enticing me. I bend forward and bite theswell of her skin, mindful of her healing piercings, and suck a mark into her until I have her biting down on a moan beneath me. I sink my teeth deeper on the other side, and it earns me a whimper, followed by one of the sexiest fucking sounds to ever come out of her mouth.
Pulling her legs into my arms, I fuck her deeper, watching her come closer with every thrust. I push my hand up her torso, between her breasts, feeling her ribcage and the strength of her heart beating beneath it, before following my instinct based on what she’s liked so far and wrapping my fingers around her throat.
Not too hard. Not too gently. Just enough to have her moaning and writhing beneath me.
“Shit. Jude, I—,” she gasps as I ground into her deeper, angling for the spot I know is going to have her coming, tightening my grip on her throat a fraction more.
“You going to come for me, Little D? You going to let me feel you squeeze around my cock so fucking beautifully?”
“Yes, yes—oh my god. Fuck, Jude!” she screams my name, and every single fucking letter is drawn out with her orgasm, and I no longer give a fuck if anyone can hear us. Her walls convulse around my shaft, milking my own release free. I thrust into her once, and twice more, and then I’m coming.
Pleasure rocks through me, a shifting of tectonic plates, and the earthquake of my orgasm rattles the bed beneath me.
I spurt hot cum deep inside her, digging my face into her neck as I shoot.
And fuck, it feels so fucking good inside her.
I’m not sure I can give this up now that I’ve had it—this physical connection between us.
Next week.
I’ll worry about that next week.
Pushing myself up and out of bed, I drop a kiss to the corner of Declan’s mouth and head into the hall, sneaking quietly into the guest bathroom for a washcloth and warm water to clean her up.
When the task is through, I sink my body back into bed. I pull her into my arms and wrap myself around her, cocooning her in my hold.