And he probably would have said it too, if I’d been in a different position. If we’d known each other longer—or at least if I’d known him longer. He was still ahead of me and I wondered how long it would take to catch up.
“We’re in this together, right?” Declan asked, his thumb brushing my cheek. I nodded. “So, we’ll do this together.”
His tongue plunged into my mouth. I groaned at the feel of it and plastered myself against him. With an expert flick of his fingers, he undid the latch of my bra as I reached between us to undo the button of his jeans.
I could tell he was slowing himself down, forcing himself to take it one step at a time. His body trembled with pent-up energy, and the longer he kissed me, the hotter his skin got.
“You’re so warm,” I murmured against his lips.
He didn’t respond, only swooped down to remove my pants, sliding my panties off with them before yanking his jeans off and tossing them aside.
“I need you, Royal, so much,” he said, his lips moving to my cheek and then my jaw.
His cock rose hard and proud between us, and I reached down to wrap my hands around the heated shaft. His body shuddered and his head bowed, forehead resting on my shoulder briefly.
“Everything you do feels so good,” he said, lips vibrating against my skin. He groaned. “I can’t…”
“It’s okay,” I told him, nearly losing my mind myself. I couldn’t wait for him anymore. I needed to feel him inside of me, to have him warm me from the inside out. “You don’t have to wait.”
In an instant, he spun me around. He hiked me up, and I automatically wrapped my arms around his waist. But we didn’t go far. He only pressed my bare back against the cool wall of the kitchen, making my breath catch.
And in the next moment, he was sliding inside of me, his cock velvety smooth as he filled me full. I sighed and dropped my head to his shoulder this time.
“Yes,” I whispered, shutting my eyes. “I need you.”
He supported me with little effort, pinning me against the wall as he shifted his hips, working his way in and out of me slowly. Testing and torturing me with how good it felt.
“Are you okay?” Declan asked, brushing my hair off my cheek.
“Yes. You feel so good. Keep going.”
He didn’t have to be asked twice. The moment I gave him the okay, Declan found his rhythm. He stroked in and out of me, steady and quick. The friction drove me crazy, as did his control. He could have gone faster, could have already taken me where I stood before at the counter. But instead, he took enough time to make sure I was primed, and then took even more time to make sure I was satisfied.
At this angle, he was hitting all the right spots, driving me closer and closer to a shattering peak.
“Yes,” I said again. “Declan—”
A gasp lodged in my throat as he thrust again, and then I fell apart in his arms. My body shook, my skin nearly as hot as his. He pumped his hips against me a few more times and then his muscles clenched and his arms tightened around me. I held on as we both trembled, the climax long, wringing every ounce of pleasure available out of me.
“Together,” Declan murmured against my lips as he kissed me.
“Together,” I agreed.
Chapter 25
I hadn’t meant for Declan to sleep over, but it felt so nice and normal. After we’d made love once in the kitchen and then in my bedroom, it didn’t seem to make sense to go back to work since the day was almost over anyway. And when Xander returned, Declan offered to order Thai food and we all spent the evening together.
Normal. Like I had a new boyfriend, and I was enjoying spending time with him. Except that I still had a million questions, and since we were supposed to go hiking tomorrow, I planned on getting answers.
When I woke that morning, I felt Declan’s fingers on my cheek, running down my neck and to my bare shoulder.
My eyelids fluttered, and I realized I wasn’t alone in my room. It had been a long time since I’d had someone else in my bed.
Then the realization hit me that he might have spent the entire night watching me.
I eased up on to my elbow. “Please tell me you did something else and you weren’t just sitting there bored all night.”
Declan smiled, his eyes squinting with the motion. “Watching you isn’t boring.”
I groaned and put my hands over my face. “Yes, it is. And embarrassing. Did I snore? Or drool?”
He laughed but didn’t answer the question. “You are beautiful. I made a few calls if that helps, so we’re prepared for today.” He wrapped his arm around me. “And then I just held you. And dozed.”
His hard body pressed against mine and his cock stirred, hardening against my leg. I closed my eyes at the feel of it and tried to focus.
“You can sleep?”
“I can, but I don’t need to. It’s nice though when I’m relaxed. And I still try to have dreams sometimes. I miss dreaming.” His hand wandered, skimming along my stomach and then cupping one breast. “I think, if I dreamed, it would be about you.”
I forgot what I was going to say next when he turned me on my back and slid inside of me. It was the perfect way to wake up.
Afterward, we showered together, and I got dressed for hiking. Evidently, one of the calls Declan
