6. Exultation
CHAPTER 6
EXULTATION
(DECLAN)
I am in very dangerous territory right now. I’ve done everything I can in the last half hour to convince both myself and Tiff that we are just friends.
Right now, I’m fighting an erection at her obvious innuendo about coming inside. I didn’t think about my words for once, but Tiffany clearly thought about them. I can’t help but imagine all the ways I could use my body to ensure she ‘comes inside.’
She stands still next to her closed door but watches me as I walk around to her. I know that I can’t fuck her today. I really can’t, but I don’t know how I can resist.
When I reach her, she stares at me through long lashes, lips slightly parted as she breathes heavily. Her nipples are clearly outlined underneath her top, giving away her arousal even if the expression on her face hadn’t already .
I can’t sleep with Tiffany Carter.
I remind myself of this as I take her hand and pull her toward the house. I called the maid and groundskeeper while we were on the road to warn them that I’d be staying this weekend. I wish I hadn’t. They will have prepared for my arrival and left before we even got here. So there’s no one here to keep me in check, and fuck knows I need a chaperone right now.
I drop Tiff’s hand once we’re in the hallway and distance myself from her, trying to maintain some semblance of having no more than platonic feelings for her.
“Do you want something to drink?” I ask as casually as I can once we’re inside.
I’m doing my best to pretend she’s just my longtime friend, and this is like any other visit she’s made to my family’s estate, but my heart pounds when I catch her eye. She is staring at me the way that so many women have in the past. In a way that she’s never looked at me before.
“You know what I want, Dec,” she says in a quiet voice.
I want to fight it, but I can’t. The pull toward her is too strong. I stride over to her, stopping so close that I can feel the heat radiating from her body and the warmth of her breath against the exposed skin above my shirt collar.
I reach under her chin and tilt it up with my fingers so I can look into her eyes when I ask, “Are you sure it’s what you want, Tiffany?”
I stare into her beautiful eyes, seeking out any signs of doubt. There are none, and she meets my gaze with pure lust.
It’s so hard not to give her what she seems to want because it’s something I’ve wanted for years. The only thing holding me back is that I don’t want her to regret it. I would hate for her to ever feel like I took advantage of her on the worst day of her life.
“You know there’s no turning back from this. If we do this, it’s done. We can’t undo anything.”
A part of me hopes that she’ll back down, and I try to emphasize that if some part of her hopes to reconcile with Ben, then us fucking would certainly kill any chance of that.
Her expression doesn’t change with my words, and she keeps staring at me as though I’m the only thing in the world that matters to her.
“I know. I do. I know. Dec, please.”
I can’t take it any longer. I can’t have the woman I love beg me to fuck her and not do it. The sheer need encapsulated in her final word tips me over the edge.
I continue to hold her chin in place with my hand as I lower my head to kiss her. She melts against me, and I thrust my tongue into her mouth, intertwining with hers as she wraps her arms around my neck.
I lower my hands to her ass, cupping her cheeks as I pull her soft body against me. My cock is hard, pressing against her stomach, and I want to fuck her more than I want to keep living.
I force myself to break our kiss to pull my head back and look into her eyes again. “There’s still time to turn back before it’s too late, Sexy.”
She keeps my gaze as she drops to her knees in front of me. I groan aloud because it’s the hottest fucking thing ever that she wants this so badly. I can’t resist this. I really, truly can’t. At the same time, we don’t need to do this right where we stand.
“Fucking hell, Tiffany. Not here. There are plenty of places more comfortable than the entryway where we can do this,” I laugh.
I take her hand and pull her back up to standing before I lead her to the sitting room. It has a large, plush sofa with a chaise lounge section, and I’ve imagined fucking her on it more than once or twice in the past.
I take this opportunity to kiss her again, running my hands all over her body, unable to truly believe this is happening. I break our kiss and gently push her to her knees, eager to have her mouth around my cock.
She deftly unbuttons my jeans, drops them to my ankles, then pulls my briefs down over my cock. It’s painfully hard and jerks when I’m exposed to her. It’s strange to watch the woman of my dreams groan in excitement at the sight of my erection.
This is hot as hell, and when she takes me in her mouth, I groan as well. Her tongue is warm and wet as she swirls it around the head of my cock before she begins moving back and forth on me.
She’s even more amazing than my fantasies. Ben talked about her blow jobs and I hated it. For years he bragged about how good she was and I felt terrible because of how badly I wished it was me who was on the receiving end. It turns out he didn’t give her enough credit.
She takes my cock so deep that it slips down her throat, her nose touching my stomach when she does. Over and over, she does this, sucking me hard and giving me the best blow job I’ve ever received.
I have no idea how long she’s been blowing me when she looks up at me and catches my eye. The sight of her with her nose all the way to my stomach as my cock makes its way down her throat is so good that I can’t believe how amazing this woman is.
“You’re fucking hotter than I ever imagined, Tiffany Carter.” I’m totally in awe of the woman in front of me.
She slowly removes me from her mouth, licking my cock from base to tip as she does. “And just what did you imagine about me, Declan McLean?”
“This. You on your knees in front of me. You bent over while I fuck you from behind. You in every fucking position possible, with me in every available hole you have,” I admit with a cheeky grin, and it’s a huge relief to be able to answer her honestly .
She leans forward, using her tongue to circle the head of my cock once more, and I shudder as she asks me with an eyebrow raised, “Just how often did you think those things about me?”
“Pretty fucking often,” I confess with a smirk. “I can’t wait to hear you scream my name in person.”
“So sure of yourself,” she laughs and puts my cock in her mouth again, swirling her hot, wet tongue around the head.
“No, Sexy, I’m sure of you. I know your sexy ass will find an orgasm if you want one, and I think you fucking want one.”
Cold air hits my cock as she stands up, then looks me in the eye and says, “You think you know me so well?”
“Yes, I do.”
I pull her top off over her head, dropping it next to us before I undo her bra and toss that aside as well. I’m left staring at two perfect, full breasts with stiff pink nipples jutting out. I’m in awe that I actually get to touch her as I reach out to cup them. I stroke my thumbs over her nipples and revel in the sexy moan she makes in response. She reaches between us and wraps her fingers around my cock, stroking it slowly with her soft hand.
I don’t want to blow in her hand, so I divert my focus to her breasts, taking pleasure in the sounds she makes as I swirl my tongue around the taut peak of one. It’s a learning experience I thoroughly enjoy as I lick, suck, and gently nip her nipple with my teeth. Each movement teaches me something about her. She moans when I lick, pants when I suck, and gasps as she grips my cock tight when I bite.
I move to her other breast, eager to repeat my experiment and learn the scientific art of pleasing Tiff as she torments me with her hand. I’m eager to see how she responds to my tongue elsewhere on her body, so I begrudgingly pull away from her to strip naked.
Tiff watches me, and it’s surprisingly normal despite being so incredibly strange. Her breasts are on display, but I want to see the treat hidden beneath her jeans, so I push her onto the sofa next to us.
She lands on the chaise section, and I climb on after her and push her up so her head is against the back of the sofa. I unbutton her jeans, then yank them and her panties off, along with the shoes she’s wearing. I blink at them as her clothes hit the floor, surprised for a moment that they came off so easily.
However, all thought is wiped from my mind as I turn back to look at Tiff. She’s naked in front of me. Everything I ever wanted, but also so much more. I’m honored that she is giving herself up to me, and I want to make sure that she is completely satisfied by this experience. I bite my lip as I place a hand on each of her knees and push her legs open.
Her pussy glistens with juice, and her breath catches as I stare at it. I use my pointer finger to trace the line from bottom to top, listening to Tiff’s pants for breath as I do.
“I can’t wait to taste you,” I tell her truthfully before I bury my face in her pussy.
She tastes so fucking good, and I use my tongue to trace the same line as my finger followed, licking her clean before I spread her lips to find her clit. I flick my tongue back and forth across it as I fuck her with my fingers.
“Declan.”
God.
My name sounds amazing coming out of her mouth like that. She moans it in a way that I’ve only ever dreamed about.
I can’t resist teasing her, so I lift my head to grin at her. “Yes, Sexy? Did you need something?”
“Don’t stop!” she squeals with her eyes wide.
I love that she wants this as much as I do, and I laugh at her response as I dive back into her glorious pussy. She writhes underneath me, her pants for breath coming faster as her body shakes. I nip her clit with my teeth, and she comes apart underneath me.
“Declan,” she moans loudly. “Oh, fuck. Fuck, yes, Dec!”
I continue to eat her out as she orgasms because I want her to come again. She seems to be struggling with it because she squirms underneath me, squeaking every now and again when I hit a certain spot with my tongue.
I lift my head and tell her, “Hold still. I haven’t finished with you.”
“I can’t,” she moans.
Tiff is so composed, so in control all the time. I want her to give in to this. To me. Most importantly, I want to show her that she deserves more than a single orgasm before she’s fucked into oblivion, and I grin at her.
“Yes, you can, and you will if you want me to fuck you,” I warn her. “I’m going to eat you until I’m finished, and I’m not finished yet.”
I dive back between her legs, flicking my tongue back and forth across her clit while I thrust my fingers in and out of her. When she comes again, I get the glorious feeling of having her moan my name as she falls apart. It’s an addicting sound, so I keep going. By the time I stop, her body is constantly shaking from the onslaught of orgasms, which are coming more and more frequently.
I know she must be incredibly sensitive, and my cock is so hard that it hurts, as I move up from her dripping pussy and place my cock at her lips.
“Blow me, Sexy,” I tell her, and she immediately opens her mouth.
My cock disappears between her luscious lips, and it isn’t long before I’m fucking her mouth. I reach down to play with her breasts as I do, delighting in the moan she makes around my cock when I tweak her nipple.
Eventually, I pull my cock out of her mouth. “Do I need to go get a condom?”
“I have an IUD. Fuck me. Please,” she begs, her tone just as full of desperate desire as it was when she begged me to fuck her in the first place.
I can’t help but smile as I spread her legs wide again and push myself inside her. It’s the most amazing feeling in the world to be inside Tiffany Carter. She’s warm and wet, and when she squeezes my cock with her pelvic muscles, I almost come instantaneously.
I groan as arousal shoots through my body, then lean to kiss her again as I start pounding into her. She meets my thrusts with her own, and our movements become more frenzied until she comes on my cock.
I manage to fuck her through most of her orgasm before I pull myself out and shove my cock into her mouth. Her eyes widen before she swallows the load I shoot down her throat. I groan in satisfaction when she wraps her fingers around my cock and swirls her tongue around the head, cleaning me of every last drop before I collapse on the sofa next to her.
“That, Sexy, was fucking worth the wait.”