8. Declan
8
DECLAN
When Margot left my cabin, I followed her out through the trees and watched her as she got into her car. After the lake incident, I had to make sure she was safe. The whole time, I was seriously considering pulling her into my arms and carrying her back home with me, but I figured that would only push her further away. So instead I watched her disappearing taillights with a heavy heart, wondering how the fuck I managed to mess things up so badly.
Now I’m in my living room, pacing back and forth, wondering what the hell to do. I understand Margot’s fears, but dammit, I’m not giving up. All I need is an opportunity to prove I would never hurt her. From the second we met, this curvy angel has taken over my whole life, and I want her to know that. But I have no way of contacting her. No number, no address. I could go to Cherry Grocery tomorrow and try to find her there, but fuck, I need to see her now. Right now. I should have tried harder to make her stay, even if it risked pushing her away. At least she’d be here…at least I could see her, talk to her.
I grab the keys to my truck and head outside into the night. Cherry Hollow is a small town. I’ll head to a few bars, ask around, hell I’ll knock on fucking doors if I have to. Jaw clenched, I get in the driver’s seat of my truck and slam the door closed. But before I can turn the engine on, I see headlights coming toward me, driving up the snowy path that leads to my cabin. My heart leaps, and I watch eagerly as the car stops in front of mine.
It’s Margot.
She jumps out of her vehicle, and I do the same, staring at her. She’s lit up by headlights, eyes red like she’s been crying, but there’s determination in her gaze, and before I can say a word, she’s running toward me. Her arms circle around my neck, and she kisses me hard, her plump lips soft and sweet. For a second, I’m frozen with shock, then a flood of relief rushes over me as I pull her into my arms, savoring the way her soft curves fit against me. Her mouth is warm and desperate, and she holds me like she never wants to let go, her hands running through my hair until she finally pulls away with a shuddering breath.
“I’m sorry,” she says, her voice overflowing with emotion. “I’m so sorry for freaking out like that and running off. It was stupid.”
“Margot, it’s okay.” I hold her close, savoring her sweet vanilla scent. All that matters is she’s here, safe in my arms where she belongs.
“It’s not okay.” Her voice is muffled against my chest. “I was being a coward, trying to run from my feelings.” She pulls back to look at me, tipping her head up. Her pretty face glows in the glare of headlights as she says, “I like you, Declan. A lot. I’ve never felt like this before, and it made me feel vulnerable. So I freaked out and left instead of being honest with you. And I’m really, really sorry.”
My heart swells like a fucking balloon at her words, pure happiness rushing through my veins. I never imagined this beautiful angel would fall for me, but she’s looking at me like I’m a god, and I scoop her into my arms, showering kisses across her soft face.
“I forgive you.” My mouth brushes her ear, my words soft. “You came back. That’s all that matters.”
She exhales deeply, a sigh of relief, and I kiss her again, sucking on her pouty bottom lip. My cock is throbbing as she whimpers against my mouth, raw emotion pulsing in the air around us. I need to make her mine, like I’ve wanted to do since the moment I met her.
“Let’s go pick up where we left off,” I mutter, running my hands through her hair.
“Good idea.” She beams at me, her eyes twinkling. I’ll never get used to how fucking pretty she is. There’s an animal need growing inside me, crying out for Margot. I want her in my bed: squirming, moaning, screaming. She’s mine. All mine. And it’s about time I show her that.
The minute we’re through the front door of my cabin, I slam it closed and push Margot back against it, lifting her up to my height. Her legs wrap around my waist, and I kiss her hard, teeth clashing, tongues melding in a frenzy.
“Fuck,” I groan between kisses. “You’ve been driving me crazy, Margot.”
In response, she tightens her grip on my shoulders, trembling as I grind my cock against her. Her body is so soft, so responsive. I want to see it—feast my eyes on her curves and worship every inch of her.
I carry her away from the door and into my bedroom, laying her down on my giant four-poster bed. Her dark hair fans out on the pillow, her breath coming fast as I climb on top of her, settling between her open legs. My hands grab at her sweater, and she helps me pull it over her head to reveal her lacy bra, straining against the pale flesh of her breasts. I unclip it feverishly, and Margot shrugs it off, tossing it aside. Her rounded tits spill out, soft and plump, her pretty pink nipples begging to be touched, licked, sucked.
“You’re so fucking pretty.” My voice is a throaty whisper. She’s so perfect I can’t even speak—and I fill my hands with her softness, bending down to suck one puckered nipple.
“Oh!”
Her whole body shivers as I tease her with my tongue, my hands grasping at every inch of her—the curves of her hips, her waist, her belly. I want to memorize her perfect body, learn it by touch. But first, there’s more I want to see.
I release her nipple, kissing down her soft stomach until the waistband of her jeans blocks me. Impatiently, I pull them down, tossing them to join her bra on the floor beside the bed. Her legs are smooth and pale, her thighs gorgeously thick, and my pulse races as I look at her panties. My eyes flicker up to Margot, and she’s watching me, biting her lip. She looks nervous, but there’s defiance in her gaze, like she’s daring me. Challenging me.
I yank down her panties with greedy hands, and she gasps as I push her thighs apart, giving me a better look at her dripping core. Her pink folds glisten with arousal, ripe and juicy, and my mouth waters as I take it in. I can smell her sweet musk, and it drives me crazy, awakening a deep, animal instinct inside me.
“Fuck, I need a taste.”
Gripping Margot’s thighs tight, I sink my face between them, swiping my tongue up her slit. She trembles around me, her sweet cream filling my mouth, and my cock threatens to explode in my boxers as I devour Margot’s sweet pussy, savoring the moans and cries that echo around the room as I fuck her with my tongue.
“DECLAN!”
The sound of my name spurs me on. I lick up to her clit, sucking it hard until Margot is thrashing around me, clawing at the sheets like a wild thing. But I don’t let up. I force her to take it, holding her down as I worship her sweet core. My heart is thumping as I reach my hand up to join my mouth, pushing two fingers inside her gushing hole. Her walls grip me tight, hot and silky.
Fuck, I can’t wait to fill her with my cock.
My fingers sink in and out of her warmth, fucking her in a brutal rhythm, and I savor the way she sobs for me, her cries getting louder as her pleasure grows. There’s an urgency now in the way she squirms and moans. She’s getting close, ready to come undone for me. The thought turns me feral, and I suck harder, my fingers moving faster, my body tight with anticipation as my girl starts to scream.
“OH GOD! DECLAN!”
Her body quakes, thighs trembling around me as she comes. Her clit throbs against my lips, her pussy spasming around my fingers, and I slide them out of her, replacing them with my tongue. I don’t want to miss a single drop of her sweet cream, and I lap it up hungrily.
So fucking good.
Once her moans have subsided, I come up for air, staring down at her. She looks dazed, cheeks blushing as she comes back to herself. Slowly, she smiles at me, and I swear the world stands still. I can’t believe this perfect girl is lying in my bed, naked and exposed, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of an orgasm I gave her. It’s intoxicating, and I want more. I want to make her come again, but this time, with my cock inside her, buried to the hilt.
My girl.
Mine.
“You better be ready for me, sugar,” I say. “We’re not finished here.”