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Chapter 26

Hannah

My trembling muscles slowly uncoil as I come down from the soaring heights Declan brought me to with his tongue, but he keeps licking and sucking at me gently, making me jolt with aftershocks. I don’t know where I went for those few moments while he shattered me to pieces, but I feel like I’m coming back into my body after floating somewhere else—except every nerve ending between my legs feels alive with sensation.

I lie there staring at the ceiling as I try to catch my breath and still my racing heart, almost unable to believe this is finally happening again. It’s been next to impossible to keep my mind off having sex with him again, and he hasn’t been making it any easier with the way he’s been talking to and treating me lately. From the charged truth-or-dare game at the bar to his knowing looks after he caught me touching myself in the shower at the studio, it’s like he’s been seducing me, inching me closer to crossing a line that we can’t come back from.

Maybe it was inevitable that we’d eventually leap over that line, and maybe this is just a release for all the tension that’s been swirling between us like heat from a wildfire, but I don’t really care what it means or what happens after this. Whatever the price is, I’ll pay it, because all I know is that I want him so fucking badly that I can’t stand it anymore, and judging from the way he just devoured me, the feeling is clearly mutual.

When I got the piercing, I thought of him and this exact moment the entire time. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he eventually got me naked and saw it, couldn’t wait to hear his reaction. And most of all, I couldn’t wait to see what he’d do with it. But even my wildest daydreams—and there were so many of them—didn’t come anywhere close to the incredible way he just made me feel.

I know he said he wants so much more than just sex with me, but I’m so damn glad we’ve taken this step because I don’t think I could stand another second of the tension or the teasing from him. And between my piercing and the kinky things I already confessed to him that I want to try, I know we’re heading into new territory together that I can’t wait to explore.

As if Declan can read my mind, he finally pulls back from me and unwinds my legs from around his shoulders. He moves back up onto the bed, kneeling between my legs, and stares down at me with a dark look in his eyes as he peels his shirt over his head.

“Do you have a safe word?” he asks, and my stomach flutters as a shiver of anticipation sweeps through me. This is exactly where I hoped we were heading.

“No.”

“Then you’d better come up with one fast,” he says, his voice low and hungry as he tosses his shirt on the floor behind him and starts working off his pants.

There’s so much going on, and I’m so overwhelmed from head to toe that it feels impossible to focus on anything. Still, my mind races, grasping for something that isn’t cheesy or cliché, and the first thing it settles on is exactly what I’m seeing right now.

“Red,” I say without a hint of hesitation, and Declan smirks as he shoves down his boxers and the thick cock that I’ve been craving springs free. My heart pounds in my chest, crashing against my ribcage.

“Keeping it traditional, huh? I like that.” He lifts his pants off the bed and reaches in the back pocket for his wallet, then flips it open and digs out a condom.

Holding it by one corner, he tears the wrapper open with his teeth and rolls the condom onto his cock, and I can’t take my eyes off him. It’s hard to imagine that in just a few seconds, he’ll be inside me again, but I can’t wait.

Declan reaches for one of my hands and moves it so that my fingers are resting on my clit. It’s still so sensitive from the earth-shattering release he just gave me that just barely touching it like this makes me hiss in a breath of air. He smirks as he pushes my hand with his, pressing my fingers against my throbbing clit.

“Touch yourself. Make yourself feel good.”

Something about the intensity of his heated gaze and the way that he’s commanding me with both his words and actions makes my heart race and my stomach flutter. It’s kind of stupid because we’ve had sex multiple times already so it’s not like there’s any good reason for it, but I’m still feeling shy about touching myself like this in front of him. Not because I’m inexperienced, but because it feels so intimate, so vulnerable.

But when his hand stops moving mine suddenly, he stares down at me expectantly with his brows raised. “Go on.”

With my lip lodged between my teeth, I start working my fingers in gentle circles around the incredibly sensitive bundle of nerves.

“That’s it, nice and slow. How does it feel?”

A shiver races down my spine at the question and the scorching way he’s looking at me. It makes my toes curl and my pussy clench. “It’s so sensitive.”

“Good, that’s exactly the way I want it,” Declan says and loops his powerful arms under each of my knees then pulls upward, lifting my ass off the mattress and bringing my body against his. The swollen head of his cock rests against my entrance, and the breath I’ve been holding comes hissing out between my teeth. I have to stop touching myself for fear of going to pieces all over again. Declan’s eyes drop to my pussy.

“You don’t stop until I tell you. Understood?”

“Yes,” I say breathlessly as I start moving my fingers in wide, gentle circles around my clit again.

I don’t know how I’m going to hold it together without crumbling, not with him giving me that look and with his thick cock pressed against me like this, but I’m going to have to find a way. I’m already soaked from the first orgasm he gave me, and the anticipation of having him inside me again is making me so slick that I feel it coating his cock as he starts to inch into me.

A whimper stutters out of me, but it quickly turns into a yelp of surprise and pleasure when Declan thrusts his hips forward and drives all the way into me.

His body slams into mine, rough and intense, and I struggle to breathe as my brain scrambles to catch up with the overwhelming sensations ripping through my body. Then everything comes roaring into focus again, and I cry out from the sudden feeling of fullness. My fingers stop moving, trembling against my clit.

“Keep going,” Declan commands, but his words barely break through the haze in my brain. “I want to see you come just like this. With me buried inside you.”

“God,” I gasp because his words and the girth of his cock stretching me like this are almost enough to send me careening over the edge by themselves.

“Do it. I won’t tell you again.”

Nodding because I can’t form words, I let my eyes flutter shut, trapping my lip between my teeth as I start circling my clit again with a newfound hunger. Heat pools low in my belly, slow and steady, until it’s all I can feel—like there’s a fire catching inside me, and the only way to put it out is to let it burn.

“There you go, good girl. Just like that. Show me how fucking good it feels to have this cock inside you.”

I feel myself clenching around him involuntarily, and the stimulation is working me dangerously close to the edge. He pushes a little deeper into me, and the base of his cock stretching me all the way out makes my eyes shoot wide open. Declan’s watching my every move, his heated eyes darting from my face to my pussy and back, and there’s something about being so exposed, so vulnerable underneath him like this that makes the already deafening noise in my head crescendo.

“I fucking love seeing you stretched around me like this,” he says, but I’m so lost in the sensations coursing through me that his words sound muffled, almost like they’re coming from another room. “And I can’t wait to see this pretty little piercing of yours shaking when I fuck you for real.”

My already boiling blood rushes through my veins, making my face flush and fanning the hungry fire that’s raging inside me—for him. I can’t take it anymore. I need him to fuck this out of me, and I need it to happen now, so I rock my hips away from him and my pussy automatically grips his cock as if it can’t stand to be without him inside. He lets out a groan, his eyes narrowing as he slides out of me slowly until I roll forward again and bounce my body back against his, burying his cock all the way to the hilt in one go.

Declan growls and nods eagerly at me. “That’s it, hummingbird. Fuck yourself on that cock. Show me what you need.”

But I can’t move again because if I do, I’m going to lose it. My shaking fingers hover above my clit, too afraid to touch it because there’s no going back if I do. Still dangling me above the mattress, Declan reaches between my legs and drags his fingers across my wet folds, moaning at the wetness he finds there.

“Tell me who gets you this fucking wet,” he says with a rasp in his voice that makes my breath catch in my throat.

“You.”

He shakes his head. “Say it. Say my name.”

“Declan,” I gasp, and the word barely makes it out of my mouth before my pussy clamps and spasms around his cock.

My fingers move on their own to my clit where they furiously work it, and my legs shudder in Declan’s powerful grip. My eyes squeeze shut so hard I feel tears welling in their corners and little stars burst against the back of my eyelids as I grind my body against Declan’s in circles, working his cock and pulling it deeper into me.

The orgasm is still rippling through me when Declan drops me on the mattress and moves my legs up onto his shoulders, bracing himself against me. He pulls back and thrusts into me, finally fucking me in earnest, and a stuttering scream tears from my throat as it comes out in fits and starts with each mind-bending thrust of his cock into me. He’s fucking me so hard and deep, like he’s been holding back for way too long and just can’t take it anymore.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you, hummingbird? Look how fucking deep I’m getting in there,” he grunts over the sound of his body slapping against mine, but his cock is so big and getting so deep that it’s dragging out my orgasm. The room spins in the flashes I’m able to keep my eyes open for until finally my release passes and I come gasping back into the present.

Declan stops thrusting, giving me a chance to catch my breath, and watches me with a smile as my chest rapidly rises and falls. “You doing okay?”

“Fantastic,” I answer breathlessly. My body is overloaded with sensation, so much that it makes speaking difficult. And my muscles are screaming and trembling with tension.

“Good. Don’t forget your safe word if you need it.”

Just him mentioning that is enough to rev me up all over again. Squeezing him with my legs, I pull him back into me and fight to keep my eyes open and locked on his as he slowly stretches me open. And when he finally reaches the hilt, he sighs contentedly into my mouth and starts to kiss me. But then he stops and pulls out and his hands move to my hips. He seizes me by either side and flips me over suddenly onto my hands and knees, then notches his cock against me again.

I’ve barely had time to catch up with what’s happening before his cock is pushing into me. He buries himself all the way in one go, forcing a deep, guttural moan out of me and pressing my face into the mattress. My hand moves on its own between my legs to work my clit, and the next time that Declan thrusts into me, I bite the mattress to keep from screaming. Still all the way inside, he reaches over me and takes my throat in one of his huge, powerful hands.

A rush roars through me—because this is exactly the fantasy I told him about, and he remembered. I don’t know what’s hotter, that he remembered or that he just took control like this. He’s being rough with me and pressing so fucking deep inside me with that cock of his, and while he’s gripping my throat enough to turn me on, it’s nowhere near enough to cut off my air flow. He seems to have found the exact edge, the knifepoint I’ve been dying to dance along, and teetering on it like this is turning me on like nothing else ever has.

I’m nowhere near needing my safe word. And at this rate, I won’t be needing it at all tonight.

He leans forward, driving his cock as deep into me as I can take over and over, and I whimper as I watch him fucking me hard and fast over my shoulder.

“This is what you get for doubting how incredible we’d be together,” he growls in my ear, then gives my throat one firm squeeze before he snakes his hand up the back of my head into my hair and twists a handful of it around his fist. He tugs until it stings, perfectly straddling the line between pain and pleasure, and my back arches on its own like it’s begging him to fuck me even harder.

He slaps my ass with his free hand and I can’t stop myself from crying out, both from the surprise and the pain that sears my senses before it quickly turns to a pleasurable tingle, adding to the incredible sensation of his cock pounding into me.

“You want more?” he asks, his voice rough with desire, punctuating with each of his powerful thrusts.

I couldn’t speak even if I wanted to, so I nod breathlessly, and he lands three quick spanks on my ass. I whimper and hiss each time his hand slams against the unbelievably sensitive skin, and when his hand connects one more time in perfect sync with his cock ramming into my g-spot, my body tenses with the threat of another release.

“Good girl. I fucking love seeing you like this,” Declan grunts and pulls on my hair to drag me up off the mattress until my back rests against his chest.

I twist my head so I can kiss him as he keeps driving into me, and he reaches around to toy with my hood piercing. He laughs when I shudder at his touch.

“Are you getting close?” he asks, his voice tight.

“Yes,” I pant, my eyes squeezed shut tight as I will myself not to come until he tells me to.

He drops his fistful of my hair and reaches around to grip my throat again, using it to hold me still as he pumps his cock in and out of me hard and fast. But when he squeezes my throat lightly just as I’m about to let out a scream, I lose all control. I shudder against him and the room spins away as I come on his cock while he keeps playing with my piercing.

“Fuck yeah, that’s it. Let it all out. Coat me with it,” Declan grunts, but his words barely register past the pleasure coursing through me.

It’s easily the most intense orgasm he’s ever given me, and if he weren’t holding me up against him by my throat right now, I’d be on all fours screaming into the mattress.

Declan groans in my ear as he drives into me several more times and comes too, his cock pulsing inside me as he floods the condom. He loses his grip on me as he comes, and I fall forward on my hands and knees, moaning and gripping the sheets as he continues to fuck out the last of his orgasm.

When it’s over, he collapses on top of me, sweaty and breathless.