Chapter 21 A Place You Never Want To Find Leftover Chocolate #2
Before Declan, I liked to have control in bed the same way I liked control in every other aspect of my life. But, with him I liked that he took control from me. I trusted him.
Apparently, I liked being submissive to strong men in bed.
Declan moved away from me, leaving me bending over the counter. I could hear a cabinet door open and close before a jar was placed on the counter, out of sight.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my heart rate picking up.
“I was in the mood for dessert,” he said before I felt a cold, thick substance hit my back.
Declan ran his thumb through it before trailing it over my ass and down my leg. It smelled like hazelnut and chocolate.
He took his time, moving his finger over various parts of my body: my calves, my inner thighs, my hips, my back.
All of his movements were purposeful, like he was a painter and I was his canvas.
“What are you going to do now?” I asked, hazarding a glance over my shoulder. The look in Declan’s eyes made heat pool between my legs.
Pure desire.
“I’m going to clean up my mess,” he said before leaning down and running his tongue up my back.
The moan that escaped me bordered on embarrassment. The contrast of his hot tongue on my cold skin had my entire body on edge.
The anticipation was killing me as Declan fell to his knees. He trailed his tongue from my ankle, up my calf, until he reached my inner thigh.
“Better be thorough. There are places that you definitely shouldn’t find leftover chocolate,” I gasped just as his tongue ran through my slit. He nipped and licked for a few seconds before moving to my ass and continuing up my body.
“I’ll be thorough, baby,” he said against my skin.
For the next ten minutes, Declan cleaned every inch of chocolate off of my body until I was squirming beneath him ready to explode.
It didn’t register that he lost his shirt in the process until he leaned behind me and peppered kisses up my spine. His bare skin on mine had my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
“Stop teasing me,” I cried out, gripping the edge of the counter.
Declan hummed before lining his hips up to mine and pressing into me so I could feel just how turned on he was.
“I supposed good girls should get rewarded.”
The sound of his zipper was followed by his pants hitting the floor. I braced for his touch, but he was taking his sweet time, torturing me.
“Hurry up,” I whined.
Declan’s cock teased my entrance but he didn’t push inside.
“Don’t rush me,” he tsked. “I’m showing you what it’s like to be mine. How I take care of my girls. How you have nothing to be jealous of because you have my full attention.”
His words were too much to process before he pushed his entire length inside of me in one thrust. My mouth opened on a silent scream as he pulled his hips back and sank back into me.
“Do you understand me, Bear?”
He was relentless as he pounded into me, the counter cutting into my hips. The force of his movements had me moving up the counter until my feet lifted off of the ground. I was completely at his mercy.
I whimpered as pressure started to build beneath my stomach.
“Answer me, Claire,” he growled. “Do you understand that you are the only girl with my attention?”
“Yes!” I screamed.
“Good girl,” he soothed as he reached around my body. I wasn’t sure what he was doing until I felt the pad of this thumb make contact with my clit.
The feeling was too much and sent me right over the edge.
“That’s it baby. Cover me in your juices. I want them all.”
His movements became more frantic and I could tell he was close. Up until this point, Declan had come on my back or tits or face, but not inside of me. That had felt too intimate for what we were doing.
This was about fun. A release of energy that was pent up. A chemical attraction.
Declan spoke these big words about only having eyes for me but that was fleeting.
It was said in the heat of the moment when he was buried in my pussy.
I didn’t think he was going to sleep with anyone else while we were on this trip, but it wasn’t like we’d ever actually be together.
He was out of my league and everyone knew it.
Declan braced under me with his arm, pulling me back to the present and out of my post-orgasm bliss.
Without even asking, he pulled out and emptied himself all over my back. The warm liquid hitting my skin had my back arching in pleasure. I liked feeling how I affected him. It made me feel powerful.
Declan dropped his head to my shoulder, still holding my hips up so my feet were hanging. Just as I was about to turn my head, he ran his finger over my back.
“Look at me, Bear,” he ordered.
I tilted my head so I was looking at him, bracing myself on my elbows. He held his thumb up to my mouth, covered in his cum.
“Tongue out,” he said, his eyes hooded in lust.
I did as I was told, sticking my tongue out without breaking eye contact.
“Clean it.”
And I did.
Declan let out a low moan as he pulled his hand away.
“I thought you could use a snack, too.”
And just like that, I could feel my body ready for round two.
As if he could read my mind, Declan pulled me to my feet and lifted me into his arms. He marched us down to the shower where he gave me two more orgasms before taking me to bed where I fell asleep in his arms.