A whimper escaped me, a desperate sound I couldn’t have held back even if I’d wanted to. Declan’s body jerked as if the sound I’d made was directly tied to him. Within seconds, we were kissing. Hands were everywhere, and I eventually had enough brainpower to focus my fingers on the buttons of his uniform shirt. Thankfully, Declan had already removed his duty belt, but when I got his shirt open, I realized he still wore his Kevlar vest over a cotton undershirt. I pulled at the wide Velcro straps and pulled the protective vest off him, saying a silent prayer of thanks that he wore it every day even in this small town.
When I finally got the last layer off and revealed his wide, muscular chest covered in dark hair, I leaned in and inhaled the masculine scent of him.
Damn.
Declan’s fingers sifted through my hair as he indulged my need to rub my face against the crisp hair on his chest.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I said, moving up again to kiss him on the lips. “I want you so much. Take me to bed. Please.”
Declan stood, holding me still wrapped around his waist and chest. I let out a surprised whoop of laughter. It felt good. It was the lightest I’d felt in days. Dec’s smile was wide and easy. “Which way?”
My heart tripped over itself as I directed him to the chalet’s only bedroom. When he placed me on the bed, I shimmied out of the clothes I was wearing and reached out my arms to him. He took his time unbuttoning his uniform pants as his eyes roamed all over my bare body.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” His low grumble made my dick even harder.
As soon as his pants were open and he began pushing them down, along with a pair of black boxer briefs, I found myself holding my breath.
His cock was fucking perfection, hanging heavy and full over balls I could almost feel on my tongue. “Let me suck you off,” I said without thinking.
Declan shook his head. “Lie there and be still.”
Oh god. Oh, what that commanding voice did to my insides. Fuck.
I did as he said. Once his clothes were gone, he crawled up my body, dropping small kisses along the inside of one of my legs until he nuzzled against my sac. My breath came fast and harsh in the quiet room.
Please, I thought. Please put your hot mouth on me.
As soon as his lips opened and his tongue came out to paint a stripe along the inside of my thigh, I almost fainted. Slick drops of precum escaped my slit, and Declan spotted it immediately. He leaned up to suck the head of my cock into his mouth and groaned after swiping over the slit with his tongue.
I bowed off the bed with a loud cry of relief and continued desperation. He’d barely taken me into his mouth, and I was ready to blow down his throat any minute.
God, I was going to humiliate myself, and I honestly didn’t care. At all.
“Suck it,” I begged. “More, please.”
He met my eyes and pinned me down with the intensity of his gaze. I couldn’t look away. I stared at him as he continued to take me apart with his lips and tongue. He wet his fingers at one point and began sliding them over my hole until my thighs trembled with need.
When he finally slid a thick finger inside me and bumped up against the right spot, it was all over. I screamed and arched up into his mouth, shoving myself deeper into his throat as the orgasm took the breath from my lungs and shot numb fire through my limbs.
The aftershocks kept coming as his mouth and finger seemed determined to short-circuit my brain. When I was finally completely spent, he moved up next to me and kissed me sweetly on the cheek. “Fuck, you’re stunning. I want to see you come again.”
I let out a breathy chuckle. “Fat chance. I might be young, but even I can’t rebound fast after something like that.”
He gazed at me with an unbelievably adoring expression on his face, something I’d never in a million years expected to see from a man, much less a man like Declan Stone.
It made me feel even more naked than I already was.
“Let me taste you,” I whispered.
His eyes darkened. “You sure?”
A laugh bubbled out of me. “You crazy?”
I scrambled up and pushed him onto his back before climbing on top of his larger body and kissing the fuck out of his face. He laughed and ran his hands over me until I moved down and got to work. There was already a sticky smear of precum in his happy trail, and it made me flush with a little pride that I’d turned him on enough to cause it.