“Tell me,” he whispered against her throat before he nipped her.
“Ooh, Dec…”
“Tell me you’re mine, Bree…” He moved in and out of her with a leisurely pace. Enjoying the thrusts and pulls. He took the time to reward himself with every sigh and moan he coaxed from Bree. Every shudder she offered as he fingered her bundle of nerves.
He picked up his pace and bottomed out.
Bree bucked and thrashed as she came for him.
“Yes!”
Whether she’d agreed to be his or if it had been her orgasm talking, he took it. He was a patient man. Two weeks was nothing when it meant he could have Bree for the rest of their lives.
“Ifeel your chest shaking with laughter, you know. You can’t hide it.” Bree fake grumbled.
She pulled her head from her clasped hands on top of Dec’s chest. Declan turned his smiling face away, and she inwardly sighed. Joking around with Declan in bed was everything she’d ever wanted.
How long had she been lusting over him, anyway? All those casual late night calls that ended up in Bree taking care of her sexual frustration in her bathroom after hanging up with Dec. She finally had the real deal beneath her. Hmm. The realization gave her flutters.
She leaned in and gave his bare chest an open-mouthed kiss. She got on her knees in between his parted legs and worked her way down. She traced a path down to his dusky trail of hair with her tongue.
Having slept naked together in each other’s arms proved very useful in the morning. She grinned when his dick twitched the moment she blew on the head.
Playing with Dec was fun. It always had been fun between them. He didn’t show his goofy side to just anyone.
Bree had to work really hard to coax that first smile from of him when they were kids. She’d wanted to make the sad boy next door smile, and she didn’t stop nagging him with silly jokes until he cracked. But nowadays, she knew exactly which buttons to push.
Although, having fun in the bedroom was an entirely fresh setting. Finally, she could enjoy all of him.
She kissed the head of his hard length, and he groaned. He fisted her long curls with both hands into a ponytail. She looked over at his closed eyes and realized her teasing had been almost painful for him. His flushed cheeks made Bree smile.
She licked her lips and said, “Mmm.”
She took him into her hot mouth and Dec’s grip on her hair fastened.
“Oh, shit. I… oh shit…” he said.
She sucked at the tip and then swirled her tongue around him.
“Oh, yes. Just like that. Fuck.”
He bucked once, almost gagging her. That had been the exact reason she hadn’t tried this before. He quickly held still. “Sorry. It’s so good. I try to keep still, baby.”
She hummed around him, and he moaned again. The vibrations were probably too much. She pulled him out of her mouth and licked from the base to the tip. She glanced up at him and his eyes blazed with fire. “Fuck. I don’t even want to know how or who…” He closed his eyes and shook his head before letting it fall back onto his pillow.
“Just you. Only you.” She whispered, and she felt him getting even harder underneath her fingers.
“Fuuuck….”
She leaned in to pull him into her mouth again, when he suddenly hoisted her up by her armpits.
“Dec!”
“I want you riding me, Bree. Have your tits sway in my face.”
She giggled. She was sure he had an obsession with her breasts. She’d woken up with a hand between her legs and one engulfing her breast.
He placed her so; she could easily guide him inside of her. The way he pierced her, stretched her, was almost painful. She bit her lip and tentatively lowered herself a few inches more.