Chapter 10
VIOLET
Declan’s expression is hungry and determined. The moment he tosses the flimsy fabric from his fingers, he’s slowly crawling over me, causing the heat of his body to spread along my skin.
My entire body pulses from anticipation, only intensified when he kisses my lips for a long firm kiss before backing up. “Naked. Now.”
Quickly, I discard all my remaining clothes while he works his shirt off.
“Tell me that you’ve been thinking about my cock inside of you all day.
” He coaxes my thighs open with his hand, and he slips his fingers along my pussy that is soaking for him.
“I think you have, and I want to hear you say it.” His sly smirk is nearly proud that he is responsible for my body’s reaction.
“I have, and I’m disappointed that it’s taken this long for you to fuck me again.”
He growls, rubbing my arousal around my clit, and embarrassingly, I know I won’t last long.
Scooting back, he looks down at me, his eyes pinned to my center, and he quickly decides what to do by using his hands to part my thighs wider, but I can’t help but notice his tongue darts out to lick a line across his bottom lip.
I’m completely exposed, but it only turns me on more.
“Remember that night? Your heels stayed on, and I watched you. Do it right now, touch this soaking pussy in front of me.” Declan’s tone is purely demanding.
Without hesitation, I slide my fingers down my flat belly to touch myself. Nobody has watched me with as much intensity as he does. Gliding between my lips, my eyes hood closed as I sink into my own pleasure.
“Open your eyes, Vi. I need you to look at me while I watch.”
I bite my lip because he won’t let me take the easy way out. Forced to view the way he watches me while I touch myself adds a layer of pleasure, although it should make me self-conscious.
My toes dig into the bed, my lips roll in, and I open my eyes to be greeted by his gaze fixed on my pussy.
Slipping one finger inside of myself, he hisses in approval.
“Are you just going to watch?” My voice is sultry, a version of myself that I don’t quite recognize, but I like challenging him.
I’m near a ledge, and Declan picks up on this, which causes him to take hold of my wrist, stopping me.
I’m left balancing on the edge while he brings my fingers to his mouth and sucks with a groan. His breath makes me eager to insist he moves between my legs.
“To hell with dinner. You taste good, and I intend on getting my fill. Are you this wet because you know that tonight your pussy is all mine?”
This man’s mouth, gah! A dirty mouth suits him.
Words don’t escape my lips, especially when his knuckles outline my pelvic bone.
“Hmm, so many options of how to make you come.” My body curves into his touch, seeking more.
“I should make you wait, it will make your orgasm better.” His fingers move to my nipples, and he twists both while my hands work his buckle that he finally lets me handle.
“Is there any part of your body that isn’t gorgeous? ”
I’m on fire, the sensitivity of my nipples sending a tight coil straight to my pussy.
“Please.” The breathy plea escapes me.
Declan smirks, leans down, and captures one nipple into his mouth to suck and toy between his teeth.
“I like when you beg. You’ll do that a lot tonight,” he says against my skin.
I nod like a wanton woman overcome with desire.
He removes his pants and boxer briefs, and his cock stands at full attention. I enjoy watching him prepare himself to take me, with his hand gripping his cock for a few strokes while he grabs a condom from his wallet.
“But begging waits. This round we do quick; next round, not a fucking chance,” he grits out while he slides the condom on.
Without any grace, he hooks under my knees to spread me out.
“You’re going to wrap these legs around me while I take you deep and hard.
I know you can handle it.” He slides his cock between my arousal and circles my clit, dragging his tip down to goad me, and I whimper in agony because I’m impatient and aching for him to be inside of me.
I do my best to move under him to bring him within me.
“Someone is needy for my cock. Want me to slide right into you?”
“Yes,” I gasp, as I’m about to lose my patience.
He enters me, just the tip and retreats right back out. “Vi, you feel tight and so damn ready.” He slides his cock back in and unapologetically thrusts deeper inside of me.
We grunt and moan together from the impact of his movement, and it only intensifies as he keeps his promise.
Fast. Hard. Mind-blowing.
Not even a minute after collapsing from our orgasm, room service arrived. We had perfect timing, and I disappeared into the bathroom, as I was naked and wanted to clean up. Now, I wrap the terrycloth robe around my body and exit the bathroom to find we’re alone, with dinner now set on the table.
I take an extra moment to admire how Declan looks like a man who threw his clothes on, with his hair slightly ruffled, but he wears the just-fucked look well.
He walks to me and runs his fingers into my hair. “Eat quick. We have round two to get to.” His voice is gruff and laced with a sweltering request.
“Trust me, you will want to savor every bite of those nachos.” I tow him along by gently holding the tips of his fingers.
We find ourselves, again, at a table with food. Dining out in public isn’t really an option considering our dynamic, and to be honest, after what just went down, I’m not sure I would want everyone in public to see my glow. We both seem too obvious.
“Okay, you’re right. The cheese is melted just right on this,” he tells me mid-bite.
“How was the rink today?” I grab a chip.
He looks up at me and rolls his tongue along his inner cheek. “It was actually fun. Kids aren’t afraid to be blunt, but it’s kind of nice to see a bunch of little eyes staring at you like you can do no wrong.”
“Maybe you picked the wrong career path and coaching kids is really your calling.”
He chortles a laugh. “Nah, I don’t have the energy for that. I need a little more… power struggle on the ice.”
My face must turn cherry red because of his words; the only thing that my brain seems to connect is an obvious parallel. “You like power, huh.” It’s most definitely more of an observation than a question.
Declan narrows his gaze on me until it feels like a piercing sword, and that damn droll smirk returns. “It’s a good thing to have. Something you care to share?”
“Well…” I steeple my hands on the table and sit straight, as if I’m behind a desk.
“You felt the need to own a team, and if I recall that night, someone was leading, and it wasn’t me.
No complaints.” I smile shyly and avoid looking at him, but I can’t control it, and my smile stretches and stretches until I nearly laugh.
“Okay, someone has another idea in their dirty little mind.” He’s amused.
Clearing my throat, I know I will spit it out even though I shouldn’t. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve had a dominant/submissive relationship with someone.”
Now I have to watch him because it feels like the air evaporated from the room. The smile on his face disappears, and his eyes turn dark with a seriousness. For a few moments, he is lost in thought, and I can’t figure out where his head is at.
He scoffs a sound before he abruptly stands up and circles around the table, and as if I’m weightless, he shifts my chair while I’m in it. His thumb lands on my bottom lip, and he drags my lip side to side.
I’m speechless because he has me completely entranced.
“You think you’ve figured me out. Is that what you want, Vi? To be always ready to go on your knees when I demand it?”
Holy fuck, his tone is pure authority mixed with confidence.
And for a reason I’m not quite sure, my body instantly agrees, with my head nodding once, while he dips his thumb into my mouth, encouraging me to suck.
“You would only ever come when I let you, and I would spank you when I want.”
I’m mesmerized.
“Call you my good girl when we both know that you’re anything but.”
I gulp while my clit throbs, and at this moment, I will agree to anything if it means he touches me more right now. My entire body, down to my toes, craves this man.
His thumb pops out of my mouth, and he unzips his jeans, lowering them slowly as my eyes glue to his movement, and when his cock becomes free, his solid length is directly in front of my eyes, and my mouth salivates.
“Be a good girl right now and open that filthy mouth of yours,” he husks, and with his free hand, he gently grabs the back of my head, pulling my hair to guide my mouth to his cock. He stops for one moment to search my eyes for consent, and I softly nod before he leads me to his cock.
I dart out my tongue and lick his tip.
“Suck,” he demands.
I bring him deeper into my mouth, drawing with my tongue along his entire length, letting him lead when he pushes farther into my mouth until he reaches that sensitive part that warns us of my limit.
I peer up for approval, and the corner of his mouth tilts, while he brings his thumb to glide along my cheek, an almost caring gesture.
“You’re beautiful with my cock in your mouth.”
His words cause me to bob more, my mouth watering, and I have an overwhelming urge to bring my fingers between my legs for relief as I feel my upper thighs get messy.
I attempt to lower my free hand, but Declan ends that sentiment quickly by grabbing my wrist and holding me firm.
“I didn’t say you could, and you didn’t ask for permission.”
Oh yeah, he’s trying to prove a point.
I moan with a full mouth, but I’m mixed with emotion. It feels good to please someone, but I’m miserable that my clit is going untouched.
Without notice, Declan pulls me off his cock and holds my hair to force me to look up at him.
“To answer your question, you are perfect sub material…”
I blink because I think he’s about to, well, I’m not sure, but my heart is beating extremely fast.