by Amy Brent
I was flipped onto my back after several seconds of being held in his arms, watching him hover over me. He stared into my face, but I couldn’t see him before he leaned down to kiss my lips first before moving to my neck. His lips gave me goosebumps as I ran my hands through his hair, moaning his name.
Once he found my chest and moved over my nipples, sucking one between his lips firmly as I moved with him. God, it felt so good as he slipped between my legs and cupped me in his hands as he feasted on my nipples with his lips and teeth. His cock was hard again as it rested against my thigh, making me try to slide closer to his body as he held me still. “I am nowhere near done with you,” Declan warned me as I dropped my head back in frustration.
He teased my chest until I was raw before he moved down my stomach. I knew where he was going and my body trembled with anticipation. I went back to the first night together, one in which I should have been too nervous to have any kind of a good time. It was the opposite. I wanted everything that night and afterward, something that didn’t change with time.
I came with his tongue buried inside of me and his thumb stroking my clit hard and fast. I cried out his name as he held me still, prolonging my release before he pulled back and found my lips with his again. His tip nudged me open, sliding inside as our tongues met hungrily, bodies rocking together.
He pressed my legs back, pushing deeper inside of me as I let out a long cry. Oh fuck, he was stretching me, filling me as he clutched my thighs tightly. I was glad that we had a month since I could tell he was going to be rough with me, in the best way possible. I loved his touch, and I could feel him sliding over my G-spot as my body started to give in to him again. “Declan, I am so close. Don’t stop.”
“Never,” he grunted, thrusting inside of me until I was screaming his name, dropping my legs down as his body stilled over me. I felt his heat in me as he leaned down to kiss me before rolling beside me, making my body feel the void of his cock.
I moved my legs slowly as I pressed back against the mattress, sucking in air as I stretched. “That was incredible,” I murmured as I smiled into the air.
“Agreed,” Declan said as he reached over to stroke my stomach. “The best thing I did was find your agency, Rayna. I didn’t think that it…that it would lead to this.”
My veins filled with ice at his words, knowing that meeting me really meant. He could be in danger if James ever knew about him, being a controlling and abusive husband. I was risking both of our safety being here like this, but I was addicted to Declan.
Why couldn’t I just pack and leave the house before James arrived home? I had money but knew that he wouldn’t make it that easy since we had appearances to worry about. I knew that it was fear that kept me there and I cherished these moments with Declan before I had to return to reality.
“Rayna? Did I lose you?” Declan’s husky voice broke into my thoughts as I blinked and covered his hand with mine.
“I was just…thinking,” I mumbled as I held his large hand in mine. “I’m glad that you found me, too. This is too good, Declan.”
“I want you here with me as long as you can be, as long as you’re willing.” I nibbled my lip at his words, my hand frozen on his.
“Surely you have women trying to break your door down,” I joked, hating the idea of it. Any woman at the agency would be thrilled to have him as a customer.
“I am not that kind of man. I wasn’t unfaithful to my wife despite our differences and her personal choices.” Declan said as pain ripped through me.
“Declan, I am unfaithful just being here with you,” I reminded him in a broken voice as he moved closer to me. “This all feels amazing, but it is going to end. There’s no way around that.”
“There is. You could leave him,” Declan pressed me as I took a slow, deep breath.
“Leave him and be here with you?” I asked as I looked over at him. “You’re in the process of getting a divorce, Declan. You don’t want someone in your life that fast.”
“I am not asking you to marry me, but I do like you. I’ll help you out with anything,” Declan told me as he pressed his lips to my hair.
“You’re wonderful,” I said to him, rolling over to pull him close to me. “God, I wish it was that easy.”
“It is. Leave him now while he’s gone.” Declan found my lips and kissed me hard as I was rolled over his body. “I’ll help you get a place to live if you won’t stay here with me. I’ll do anything that I can.” His lips found mine again as I slid over his hardening cock with my body. “Fuck me, Rayna. I need to be inside if you again.”
Sex was the answer, and I went with it, sliding quickly over him. I didn’t care that he just fucked me so hard because my body craved him so much. We both moaned as he filled me, my skin pressed to his for a fleeting second before I started to move. All our emotions were out into this sex, this wild coupling. I knew that I had some for him that were building slowly in my mind, making me wonder what a new life might be like.
What was I thinking?
I rode him harder, wondering where I had the energy as I searched for the desired orgasm that he always gave me. I could never get enough of Declan, and that thought scared me as I cried out his name. I rode him through my release, feeling his as he cupped my ass. Once I dropped beside him, we were too tired to talk any more, falling asleep tangled together.
I woke in the morning to sunlight and the smell of coffee. I glanced around to see that I was alone and took a moment to think about last night. It had to be addressed, but in doing so, I might be leaving this house forever. I might be leaving Declan.
It wasn’t fair to be here. It didn’t make sense for Declan to have any feelings for me given his own situation, since I was just…well, me. Why did he want to save me so much?
“Coffee?” His voice broke into my thoughts, making me jump as I looked towards the door. “Sorry. I thought I’d check since it was brewed.”
“Sure. Thank you.” I looked at the blue sky out of the windows as he brought me the cup in his hand. “This doesn’t feel like LA to me.”
“It’s hard to come by, but moments like that deserve to be cherished.” He smiled towards the windows as I took the cup from him. “That’s why I picked this house. It was just private enough, away from the city. I know that it probably won’t be a forever place, but it seemed like it was worth the investment.”
“I think so,” I replied before I sipped from the cup. Declan knew just how I liked it. “Perfect. Thank you.”
“You said that already,” His smile was soft as he looked down at me, covered only by the sheet on his huge bed.
“I don’t think I could stop saying it and do you justice, Declan.” My eyes locked with his for a moment before he licked his lips, turning his eyes away from me. I saw how dark they were and knew that he wanted me, just as I did him.
“I am going to fix some breakfast for us. Bacon and eggs good?” He asked as my stomach growled. “It seems so. Relax. Enjoy your coffee. I’ll bring it back when I’m done.”
“When did you get up?” I asked as he started to leave the room.
“Six. I did some work out in the living room for a while and watched a game to let you sleep.” He smiled back at me as I frowned. “I am a bit of a workaholic, and I wake up early a lot with some task in mind.” Declan disappeared, and I wanted to run after him, shedding the sheet and going after him naked. I didn’t though, forcing myself to relax and enjoy the coffee.
True to his word, he poked his head into the room a short time later. “Want to eat in here or out at the table?”
I’d been tormenting myself with thoughts of him, and I could feel my willpower slipping. I pushed the covers aside, revealing my spread legs and glistening pussy. “Right here.” I’d been idly stroking myself for the past few minutes but circled my clit firmly as his eyes locked on the movement. “I need you.”
“You’re fucking irresistible, Ray.” He only stayed in the doorway for a moment before stepping forward, sti
ll watching me intently. “Work that clit, baby.” He knew well that it was the key to all my pleasure and I let out a moan as I shivered. He was only dressed in some sweats, and I saw the hardening of his cock through the gray material as he knelt before me. Declan rubbed a hand over his groin slowly as I slipped two fingers inside of myself, pumping slowly as he reached out to stroke my clit with his thumb.
“Ohhhhhh,” I murmured as I arched my back and pumped harder. My whole pussy was tingling as we worked together and I knew that I was going to come soon. I felt it deep inside as well as in the way my body wrapped tightly around my fingers. “Declan.”
“Let. It. Go.” His words were firm as he increased the speed over my nub, my hand pressing against him as I fucked myself harder. I came with a hard jerk, stilling my hand as I closed my eyes. I was coming back to reality when he pulled my hand out to suck on my fingers before his tongue was stroking my sensitive skin. “Jesus. You’re so wet.” His tongue lapped at me, separating my folds to clean me thoroughly as I felt myself easing towards another release. “So sweet.” He circled my swollen, firm clit for a long moment and I gripped his head as teeth brushed against me.
His tongue slipped inside of me as I came again, moaning his name with every pulse of the release. “Declan…need you. Please.” I felt him move in and out of me with his thick tongue a few times before moving away from me. I opened my eyes to see him stripping, his cock hard for me as I stared at his body.
CHAPTER 16
Declan
My body was a traitor. I wanted to have breakfast with her and try to talk today before anything else, but the way she was touching herself was too much to bear, especially when she came. I had to taste her after that, both her slick fingers as well as her pussy. When she came again just from that, my cock was a stiff reminder of what was going to happen next.
We were in a weird place right now, in my opinion. Fucking again wasn’t going to help that but fuck me, Rayna was sexy. I drew her feet to my shoulders and slipped inside, praising God for protection as I slid slowly inside. I was too blind with lust to count how many times I’d felt Rayna wrapped around me but each new time was just as good. She clung to me, slick with her heat. I moved in and out as I held her legs, looking down at her as she took me with a few movements of her hips.
It was perfect.
One of her hands was cupping her right breast, squeezing in time with the thrusts as she stroked her nipple every now and then. This wasn’t something I’d seen her do yet and it turned me on tremendously as I started to move a little harder. I liked watching her perfect tits bounce when I took her hard, not too big but enough to hold in my hands as I sucked on those pretty pink nipples. “Oh, God. Yes.” Rayna urged me on, releasing her breast as she slid her hand down to circle my cock as I slid in and out of her. I felt one stroke of her fingers, and I was a goner, shooting inside of her forcefully; filling her pussy.
My pussy. This was all mine.
She cried out as she slowly twitched against me and I felt her heat wash over me. No woman I’d ever been with was ever this responsive to me, making me realize that we were perfect together.
What was holding her back?
I dropped on the bed and looked at her for a moment, breathing in and out as she clutched the sheet with her hand. “Fuck, woman. You just singlehandedly did all that.”
Rayna giggled and blushed, making me realize yet again that she didn’t see herself as a sexy woman. “I don’t think I just had sex with myself, Dec.”
“No, but before that? You are so sexy. No, more than that. You’re the most seductive woman that I’ve ever met.” She blushed further, shaking her head. “You fucked yourself, Rayna and it was a sight that I’ll never forget.” She widened her eyes and stared at me as I grinned.
“I think I might regret that,” she told me as I reached for her hand that she’d used on her pussy to kiss it gently. It still smelled and tasted like Rayna, and her eyes glazed over as she watched me.
“Never. Life is made for living, and if you regret something like that, you're not true to yourself. That was you, Ray. All of that was you.” I assured her between kisses as her face flushed again.
I dragged her to the living room after giving her one of my t-shirts to wear, reheating our plates as I freshened up our coffee. We read the paper as we ate, talking about the world events through another cup of coffee. Rayna was intelligent and had an opinion, but she wasn’t one of those impossible women who never heard anyone else’s words. I liked that about her.
“Do you work today?” I asked as she nodded, realizing that we didn’t talk too much last night. “You work too damn much.”
“Almost every day if they need me to. It keeps me busy,” Rayna told me as she ate the last bit of bacon with a small smile. “It’s nice to feel needed.”
“I need you. You could be here with me instead of sitting in that office filling other’s needs.” She shot me a dark look, and I smiled at her. “There’s so much to do, Ray. The boat was just the beginning.”
“What do you mean?” She asked as I shook my head.
“Hotel owner. Remember? I could take us almost anywhere for a trip.” I said as she bit her lip. “Hell, we could go somewhere for the next three weeks. I can work anywhere, and I’m sure that your friends at work would agree with you taking a little time off.”
“I can talk to them. We don’t have a large staff, though.” Her eyes searched my face. “Are you sure?”
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” I asked as she frowned and blushed.
“You could save that for a relationship,” Rayna told me as I leaned forward to cup her hands.
“This is a relationship, Rayna. We didn’t walk into this expecting it to be more than one night, but it is, and neither of us can deny that.” Rayna’s eyes widened, and I squeezed her gently. “You’re mine.”
“I’m not.” She protested as she licked her lips nervously.
“I am going to spend every second that I have with you to convince you of it, Rayna. I don’t know what is happening between us, but we both feel it,” I promised her as she took a slow breath. “Follow your heart, baby.”
“I’m trying. It’s just so hard.” She looked sad for a moment. “I’ll lose everything if I walk away, Declan.”
“Your family wouldn’t do that, would they? You’re their daughter.” She shrugged. “If they would lose you so quickly, they didn’t deserve you, to begin with. They don’t see who you are, your needs and your wants.” I knew that this was easier said than done as doubt clouded her beautiful eyes, tracing the frown on her face. “I am not going to pressure you. I am just going to spoil you so much that you’ll see that the grass is greener.”
“I already know that,” Rayna promised me as she reached for her coffee.
We spent the few hours that we had together inside, cuddled together watching a movie before she went to work. Rayna told me that she was going to leave a bit earlier to get some things from her house as I looked forward with a nod. That was good in that it meant she’d be coming back, but I worried about him being there and hurting her. “Can I go with you?”
“Oh, Declan, no. It’s too risky. James has cameras outside, and he’ll see you.” She said as an idea flashed through my mind.
“He knows you’re not there, then. Right?” I asked as she gave me a long look. “Are there cameras inside?”
“Not that I can find. It would be evidence that way.” Her words infuriated me, and I pulled her closer.
“Get the fuck out of there, Rayna. Pack a suitcase and bring it here. Don’t go back.” I sensed her stiffness and stroked her arm gently. “You’ll be safe, I promise.”
She went to shower after a little while, leaving the house in time to go home. I watched her leave, pacing afterward as I tried to find some work to do in my head. I wasn’t going to rest until she sent me a text assuring me that she was at work. Everything was fine.
She didn’t message me a lot during her shift, so
I worked at the table. They might be busy, and I didn’t want to bother her. Well, I did, but I was sure that she was coming back here tonight. I always checked to make sure that she was leaving on time so I’d have an idea when to expect her.
I was surprised when my phone rang later that day, seeing Claire’s name. I hesitantly answered, leaning back for a break from work as I waited for her to talk. “Dec.” Her voice sounded sad, and I rolled my eyes. “Brandon and I got into a fight, and he left me at this bar.”
“Yeah?” I asked as she started crying on the other end.
“I’m scared. It’s at the wrong end of Hollywood, and you’re kind of close by, so I called you. Please help me.” Claire was always one for drama, and I sighed.
