Chapter 27
Declan
I love the fact that she can’t get me undressed fast enough, but I don’t plan on letting her have her own way. She needs to learn who is in charge here, and regardless of what she might think, it isn’t her. She throws my shirt to the floor, but that’s all I’m giving her. I pull back and stare down at her flushed cheeks, her body writhing and wanting more.
“What are you doing?” she demands, her eyes burning with need.
“You think you control everything. I’m gonna teach you a little lesson.”
Her eyes flicker with rage and anger. She can pout and fuss all she wants, but she isn’t getting it. She may want control, but it’s mine.
“Don’t you dare play games with me right now,” she says in that little pissed off tone of hers. I watch her hand slowly slide into the front of her pants.
“I’ll walk away if you keep that up,” I say with a nod toward her hand. She watches me, trying to decide if I’ll really do it.
“You wouldn’t,” she says in a strong voice, shoulders thrown back.
“Keep touchin’ yourself and watch me leave.”
She seems to be warring with herself. Deep down she has to know I’ll do it. I don’t fuck around, and she knows this. I watch as Brooke slowly pulls her hand free of her jeans, but that’s only so she can slide the jeans down her legs and off her body. She lies there in nothing at all. Her pussy is on display, and my dick is screaming for a piece of her.
“You think that changes things?” I ask casually, trying to sound unaffected. She locks eyes with me, and I can see that she’s trying to reign in her anger. She wants the control that I’m not willing to give her.
“Why are you doing this to me?” she questions in an almost whiny tone.
“‘Cause you want everything your way. I told you, that’s not how this works.” I give her a cocky grin before I climb on the end of the bed. I slowly part her legs, leaning down to run my tongue up her thigh. Brooke gasps but I know what she really wants. I move up her body until she’s writhing on the bed beneath me. Her back arches, her eyes close.
“Is this so bad?” I ask her before licking a long stroke over her wetness. Brooke moans in response. I chuckle against her before I spread those pink lips and get to work on her pussy. I’ve never tasted her like this before. We’ve always had quick, hard fucks here and there, but this is what I want. I want to take my time and drive her insane. I want her body to react to my every touch. I want her screaming my name. My tongue tortures her pussy. She is every man’s wet dream. She’s perfect. Her hands slide into my hair, tugging and yanking, trying to get me closer.
“Please, Dec,” she pleads as her body tenses up.
I love it. Her begging me to let her come. That’s how it should be. I stick my tongue inside her, and God fucking help me, I almost cum in my jeans. The taste of her has me on edge. I work her clit in hard, rough circles with my fingers while my tongue strokes the softness inside of her.
Brooke screams and pulls my hair as she releases all that pent-up energy. I lick and suck at everything that comes out of her. I fucking love this. I slow my licks down as I hold her hips in my hands to steady her while her orgasm slowly begins to fade. When she’s panting and relaxed, I sit up and pull my jeans off.
“Now you can have what you want,” I say as I yank them down my legs with my boxers.I grab a condom and put it on quickly before kicking my jeans to the floor. Her eyes travel my body and the hunger in this is almost overwhelming.
“You like what you see?” I ask. Her eyes come to meet mine, and a slow smile crosses her face.
“I’ve never seen anything as perfect as you.” The words come out softly, but I hear them.
The dynamics of this little fuck fest we’re having are beginning to change. I can feel it deep inside of me. Brooke’s becoming more than just a hot piece of ass that I want to fuck senseless. She’s becoming way more, and it scares the shit out of me.
I position myself between her legs before shoving into her slowly. Her legs lock around my waist, holding me in place. I look down into her eyes and see my feelings reflected back at me. It’s the strangest feeling to experience, but I know she’s going to end up meaning more to me than I originally thought she would.
“What are you thinkin’?” I ask her as I slowly roll my hips. I reach up with one hand and gently brush a strand of hair away from her face. Now that all of the urgent tension has been expelled, things have taken a slower, softer tone between us.
“I don’t know what I feel anymore.” She doesn’t need to say the words. I know she’s talking about us. I know because I have that exact same problem.
My hips roll, causing her eyes flutter, but I never thrust too hard. I want to take my time and watch her come undone for me. I want to see the way I affect her.
“I know what you mean.”
Her eyes come back to mine, the look of shock shining brightly in them. “So, now what?” she says with a gasp when I hit that spot she loves.
“Now, I make you cum all over me. Now we see where this thing between us is goin’.”
A smile crosses her beautiful face and I lose myself in her.