25. Declan
Itossed Enslee down onto the bed as soon as I got her inside the bedroom.
She stared up at me with those wide eyes I’d been staring into all evening.
My gaze hungrily ate up her sprawled-out body, especially the hard nipples peeking out from behind her tight T-shirt.
Her shorts rode up high on her thighs, still sporting bruises from the last time we’d all been together, with a damp spot in the center letting me know she was primed and ready.
Surprisingly, my cock was hard and not because of Brogan this time. For over a decade, I’d wanted no one else but him, but that was quickly changing the more time we’d spent with Enslee.
“Get undressed,” I said before walking over to the dresser.
On my way there, I flipped on the camera and grabbed two condoms from the box inside the top drawer. I returned to find her naked on the dark sheets, which made her light skin seem that much more pale. She looked so delicate lying there, and I was reminded of our deception where she was concerned.
Sometimes, I wanted to just come clean with her.
Brogan had too. If we did, it’d be even worse for him.
As it were, this trip to shoot on location was nothing more than a lie.
In the morning, I planned to go to Cancun, where one of the investigators thought Layla might be.
There’d been a sighting of a woman that resembled her, but no one could be certain because there were no frontal pictures of the mystery woman.
If we could find Layla, Brogan would no longer be under suspicion for her murder.
It still wouldn’t solve the Enslee problem, but I wanted to think we’d shared enough to where she might be amenable to what we had to confess.
If not, Brogan and I would need to consider finally coming out to everyone.
Despite an incident in the past, I wanted to believe my career could sustain it, but if not, I’d do something else.
As Enslee stared up at me, I discarded my own clothing, then tossed them into the pile of hers on the floor. The condoms were thrown onto the bed, and I saw the flare of excitement in her doe eyes the moment I sank down onto the mattress.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said in praise, which was actually not a lie at all.
She smiled before reaching up to wrap her hands around the back of my neck. I allowed her to pull my head mostly down but stopped when my lips were a hairsbreadth from hers. “Declan,” she whispered breathily, and all my restraint snapped.
My mouth came down hard on hers, and I didn’t just kiss her but rather devoured her.
I bit on her lips, tongue, then her chin before moving back to her mouth to seize it again.
As I did, I worked my hand between her thighs.
She let them fall wide open, eliciting a growl from me as I sucked on her tongue as if it was a fucking lollipop.
It was different from the way I kissed Brogan, although no less intense.
And when I would normally take this time to make my lover’s cock hard, that wasn’t necessary with Enslee.
I did need to make sure that she was ready to take me, so I slipped two fingers into her.
She cried out against my lips, especially when I thrust them deep and scissored them to stretch her.
She was clinging to me as I continued to ravage her mouth while driving her closer to the edge with my fingers.
I found her G-spot and wasted no time assaulting it.
Enslee was writhing beneath me, or at least trying her best to.
My body was currently covering hers, which made it more difficult for her but better for me.
I added a third finger inside of her, then started to kiss my way down her neck, making sure to leave bite marks on her throat.
If nothing else, Brogan would see them and feel the need to add some of his own.
Neither of us truly owned her, but it wouldn’t stop us from leaving marks of our ownership on every inch of her.
I continued to bite my way from one collarbone to the other. “Declan,” she moaned out. I decided in that moment to add a fourth finger, and she whimpered. “Please, fuck me.”
I loved how blunt she was. In the past when I’d been with women, they didn’t often voice what they wanted and instead moaned and cried out like a fucking porn star.
Their voices would grate on my last nerve, but never Enslee.
Even when she moaned, whimpered, and cried, it was so real.
Or at least as real as it ever could be.
I kissed lower, this time using my free hand to raise one of her breasts before I attacked it with my tongue and teeth. “Fuck, Declan. You’re going to make me come,” she warned.
“No,” I said as I raised my head. “The first time you come tonight will be on my tongue.”
She let out a huff of frustration before her entire body went taut. She brought her hands from my shoulders to the bedsheets, clutching a fistful of them in her small hands as I worked my way from one breast to the other while continuing to fuck her with my fingers.
She was fucking soaked, and the wet sloshing sounds my fingers made were sexy as fuck. They slid so easily into her, and after giving her nipple a sharp bite and quick tug, I continued my journey lower.
My mouth skated over her now sweat-soaked flesh before I used my shoulders to push her legs apart even wider.
She was crying out something, but it was incoherent at best. Enslee’s back arched off the bed, and she was now thrusting her hips toward me while trying to ride my fingers.
I could make her come right now, but I wanted her to ride the high as long as she could.
Brogan could take far more edging than I suspected she could, but I’d find out tonight how wide that margin really was.
“This pussy is so fucking wet. Is it mine, Enslee?”
“Yes, Declan. My pussy is yours,” she answered back, making me grin against her.
Dipping my head low, I worked my tongue around my fingers as I slid it through her slit, tasting her. Hell, I could bathe it in her arousal. Reaching her clit, I flicked it hard with my tongue as I worked my fingers harder and deeper inside of her.
“Oh God, Declan… I… oh… fuck… please,” the words made no sense together, but still brought me an insane amount of pleasure to hear them.
I loved hearing her so disoriented. She wasn’t going to last long, though. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably as she tried to stave off her orgasm. Curling my fingers, I began to stroke and scrape the most sensitive area inside of her as I got ready to make her come.
“Come for me, Enslee,” I said moments before she cried out.
I removed my fingers and replaced them with my tongue as I speared her.
She was coming on it, coating me in her essence as I lapped at her flesh, trying to catch as many drops as I could.
“You taste so fucking good. I could stay down here and eat you all fucking night.”
“Are you trying to r-ruin me?” she stammered, and as I looked up at her, she had the slightest hint of a smile on her lips.
I held her gaze as I reached over and grabbed the condom. She watched me tear the foil wrapper with my teeth, then sheathe my cock with it. I crawled back up her body and settled my lower body between her legs. My cock immediately started to throb the second it felt her hot cum through the latex.
“Ruin you? Abso-fucking-lutely, Enslee. Your mouth… breasts… pussy… and one night, I’m going to ruin your other tight hole too.” She whimpered with need at that, especially when I dragged a finger there. “Do you want me to tear your ass open?”
Her eyes grew wide and her lip trembled.
Cutting off any response, I slammed my mouth back down on hers and let her taste herself on my tongue.
One of these nights, I would need to take her ass unless Brogan wanted to do the honors.
Once one of us did, we could both be inside of her tight holes at the same time.
She deepened the kiss this time, growing as ravenous for her taste as I’d been. I moved her legs so I could position her the way that I wanted, then I thrust inside her. When I did, she brought her hands to my back.
I started to move, and she quickly fell into rhythm with me.
I pushed into her with long, hard, and steady thrusts.
Other than the muffled sounds of her cries, the only other one was the banging of the headboard against the wall.
Enslee’s pussy was incredible. It was so hot and tight, even after the fucking that Brogan and I had been putting on it for the last two weeks.
It was hard to believe she’d only been in our life for that short of a time, but with everything else going on in our world, it sometimes seemed like forever.
Time was truly flying past, and I knew unless we found Layla soon that only disaster was awaiting us.
I refused to think about the treacherous blonde when I was balls deep inside a pussy that felt like Heaven.
Enslee’s hands fell to her side, and she was now clawing at the bedsheets as she writhed beneath me.
She was close to coming again, but I wanted and needed more.
In one fluid motion, I pulled out and flipped our positions.
I was now underneath Enslee, and she was slowly sliding down my cock.
As she did, her head fell back and a ragged cry left her lips.
“That’s it, Enslee. Ride my cock until we both come.”
“Declan,” she whispered as she impaled herself on me and stopped. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“You’re doing great. Raise up,” I said and helped her. Before she could fully move off me, I pushed down hard on her shoulders, making her impale me again. She whimpered, and I smirked. “Just like that. Rise and fall. You pick the rhythm, just make us come.”
Enslee did as I instructed, and the slow speed at which she rode me was driving me fucking crazy.
From this angle, though, I could watch her beautiful face when she came again.
She continued moving up and down my shaft, and the moment her confidence kicked in, she fell forward the slightest bit and braced her palms against my chest to hold herself up.
Once she did, she started to ride me faster.
“Fuuuuuck! Your pussy is strangling my cock right now. It knows who it belongs to, yes?” At her desperate nod, I grinned more. “Then fuck it,” I instructed.
And she did. I had no idea how much former experience she had, but she was a fast learner.
She began to take me faster and a bit rougher, which was definitely my thing.
When she threw her head back, it thrust her breasts forward.
Watching them bounce in front of me was more temptation than I could resist.
I reached up and pushed them together and was already imagining fucking my cock between them. Until that time came, I buried my head between them instead. It made her inner walls grip me even tighter, especially when I bit down on one of her already sore and ravaged nipples.
I finally gathered her closer to me before I flipped her back under me.
I was still inside of her, so I wasted no time in driving back into her with the force and speed needed to make us both come this time.
When her mewling cries pierced the air and her entire body tensed, I let out a groan and allowed my own orgasm to follow, and the intensity of it was enough to make me see stars.
I nearly collapsed on top of her but caught myself at the last minute. I was breathing heavily as I rolled over onto my side and my semi-hard cock twitched in the condom. After, I got out of bed, cleaned my cock in the bathroom, then returned to clean her up as well.
Her thighs were sticky, but I cleaned every drop up before laying a kiss to her mound. I climbed back in bed with her and wrapped one arm around her as she draped herself over my chest.
“I love you,” she said clearly before closing her eyes and drifting off.
This time, I was the one to grow tense. Thankfully, she fell asleep immediately after her confession, so I’d been spared from having to respond to it. As I lay there staring at the ceiling, I didn’t even know how I would’ve responded to her.
Fuck, I’m done for.
This wasn’t supposed to have happened. Guilt filled me over all that we’d done to this girl.
She only believed herself to love us because she thought we were all in a relationship together.
She had no idea that we’d only met her the night she’d fallen and that the fall had been a result of us chasing her.
My cell phone started to ring from the other room, and I knew it was Brogan considering the time of night.
I carefully slipped out from underneath her, then threw on a pair of sweatpants.
On my way out of the room, I remembered the camera.
Quickly turning it off, I padded barefoot into the living room where I had left my cell.
As suspected, it was Brogan, so I walked to the soundproof theater room before calling him back. “Hey, baby,” I said to him as soon as the call connected.