“That’s really interesting,” I told him, angling my head.
He laughed and started to pull on my jeans. “I see that. Let’s see if I can distract you enough that you won’t want to experiment on me for now.”
“You can try…” I joked, but then my breath caught when he whipped my jeans down my legs and pressed a kiss to my thigh.
I balanced my hands on his shoulders to step out of the jeans. I didn’t see where he tossed him before his lips were moving up my leg, stopping at the crease of my thighs.
“A nerd with curves,” Declan breathed, sliding his hands up to my waist. “I like this.”
His fingers curled in the lip of my panties and pulled them down. He exhaled at the sight of me. Between his obvious appreciation and the heat of his hands, I was burning up.
My legs shook as his fingers stroked up and down my thighs. Then he stood abruptly and undid the latch on my bra.
When he stepped back, desire and appreciation warmed his gaze. He licked his bottom lip and then smiled, meeting my eyes.
How the hell had I ended up naked and he was still half-dressed?
I didn’t have a chance to ask. He moved faster than lightning, scooping me up and setting me back down on the bed. My hair fluttered out and then I felt the coolness of the comforter on my back.
“I think you’re going to need to take your pants off for the rest of this,” I told him in a rough voice.
He chuckled like he knew how badly I wanted to see him. But he didn’t hesitate to unbutton his jeans. He slid them off along with his boxers in one smooth movement.
And then we were both naked.
He didn’t disappoint, and clearly, my imagination wasn’t as amazing as I’d claimed. He was even more remarkable in real life, his entire body toned and perfect. His chest was a feast of muscle, tapering down to a trim waist. Those muscular thighs made my mouth water, and what was between them…
“Declan,” I said, my body aching to have him on me. In me.
His cock was already thick and hard, veins wrapping the length like ropes.
“I had to wait the entire week for this,” Declan told me, climbing onto the bed like a tiger stalking its prey. “I’m taking my time.”
His warm hands slid up my legs and to my thighs, which were already trembling in anticipation of what he’d do next.
He parted my legs and ran one finger down my cleft. I was soaked for him, throbbing to the beat of my heart.
“Declan,” I said, an ache in my voice I’d never heard before. I hadn’t realized how badly I wanted him until I let myself stop and take a breath, let myself realize that this could actually happen.
Before, I’d been on a mission. Now, I was at his mercy.
Declan slid one finger inside of me. “Fuck, Royal. You’re so tight.”
I squirmed when he moved it. He knew just what to do. When he added another finger, I sighed, and then lit on fire again when his tongue flicked against my clit.
He swirled it on that sensitive bundle of nerves, driving me crazy while he drove his fingers in and out.
My breath caught, my body verging on exploding. “Declan,” I gasped.
Then my body bowed off the bed, the orgasm hitting me like lightning and electrifying my body. Declan didn’t relent, just kept tormenting me with his tongue and pushing those hot fingers inside of me, matching my heat.
“God, Declan—” I started.
He moved over the top of me in a flash, and then his mouth was sealed on mine.
I drove my fingers into the back of his hair, grasping at the short strands. With the other hand, I ran my fingers over the bunched muscles on his back, loving the warmth and strength.
I rose up, losing myself in the kiss, trying to get even closer. I tried to push him back, tried to straddle him, but he was too strong.
He made a noise of disapproval in his throat before breaking the kiss. He locked one of his hands around my wrists and pinned them to the bed.
“Not this time,” he said in a voice rough with need. His eyes scanned my body while his knees locked around my thighs and his hand held me captive against the comforter. “This time, I want you this way. Beneath me. I want to give you this.”
“Declan,” I groaned. “Please.”
His lips curved, then he bowed his head to seal his mouth over one breast. I yanked in a breath, the words lost again as he sucked. He pulled at the nipple and nipped it with his teeth—hard enough I felt it in my core.
God, he was going to kill me with simple kisses. I was going to die in his bed with his mouth all over me.
I lifted my hips, pressing into his massive erection and knowing it was killing him to keep waiting.
But he only pinned me harder and moved to the other breast. I felt his cock sliding along my thigh and occasionally brushing me between my legs, where I was still so sensitive.
“Declan,” I said, pleading with him. “I can’t—”
“Almost,” he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips.
He lingered like he knew this might be the only time we were together. I couldn’t think of anything else but the fact that he was driving me crazy and how much I needed him inside of me.
“I can’t get enough of you,” Declan murmured, shifting over the top of me.
My thighs instinctively parted wide for him. He eased between them, his weight welcome and
