44. Declan
Ikept driving into her hard and fast, but no matter what I did, I couldn't reach that edge.
Unable to catapult off the cliff I needed to in order to find my release, I decided to change positions.
I reached underneath Enslee and brought my hand to her throat, then yanked her upward until she was on her knees.
From there, I continued to drive into her.
The angle of penetration did feel so fucking good just like it had before, but in a different way.
I slammed into her repeatedly as my hand tightened and loosened on her throat.
The constriction muffled some of her cries, but not because I didn't want to hear them. Enslee’s voice when she was in the throes of passion was so goddamn beautiful, but it couldn't drown out the one in my head telling me this was wrong. Yes, I’d fucked her before without Brogan, but it’d been different because he knew.
Additionally, things weren't the way that they were right now.
Unfortunately, there was very little chance in the world that Brogan would never get out of prison.
He’d eventually be brought to trial, convicted, then sentenced to spend the last of his natural life in that decrepit fucking hole.
Knowing what I did now, his claustrophobia made so much more sense, so his cell would be more of a punishment than the sentence itself.
I was also suffering. While I was on the outside, I was living in a prison of a different kind because the bars and walls that entrapped me were in my mind. They were thick and unyielding, as guilt, shame, and regret seemed to close in on me.
“Declan, please,” I heard her cry out.
Enslee’s voice brought me back to the present.
She needed to come again, but I knew she was waiting on me.
Wanting to make this good for her, I began to bite along the side of her throat, then her ear, chin, and jaw before pushing her head to the side and attacking her mouth with mine while violently thrusting inside of her.
She clamped down on my shaft like a vise grip, strangling my cock, but still it wasn't enough. I was close to the edge, but not quite there. When I released her from my hold, she fell to the bed panting heavily as she did so. Hoping to be more successful from this position, I gripped her hips and slammed into her a few more times. Enslee’s cries were going to be my undoing.
Finally, I pulled out, then flipped her over to slam back into her.
Now, I could see that gorgeous face of hers. Those wide, hazel eyes revealed the unshed tears blurring them, and her smooth skin was a beautiful, rosy shade of pink. A thin sheen of perspiration caused her hair to cling to her forehead and the side of her face.
Fuck, you’ve never looked hotter.
My hands came down on hers as I held them down on the bed while she kept her legs spread wide open. I thrust back into her as I kept my eyes glued to hers. I was getting much closer now. I could feel it.
“Declan,” she cried out, and after a long, drawn-out whimper, she added, “I don't know how much longer I can hold on, and I need you to come with me.”
Her features were pained as her entire body shook uncontrollably. Enslee was suffering, which was the last thing I’d ever wanted her to do. As I intensified my efforts, I felt a familiar sensation arise within me. With a groan, I rasped, “Come, Enslee.”
The moment her walls tightened and she convulsed around my cock, I forced myself to free my mind from all the things trapping it as I focused on her as she came undone.
My balls drew up tight against me, and I came right afterward.
My orgasm was cathartic, and I never wanted it to end.
All good things eventually did, however.
When I pulled out, I realized I might’ve put her at risk. While Enslee was helping me now, there was no reason to tie her to me. I’d already made a cluster fuck of my life. I didn't need to fuck it up even more.
I quickly went to the bathroom, disposed of my condom, washed off my cock, then brought a clean, wet washcloth back to her.
She was still splayed out on the bed in a daze.
Her fingers idly plucked at her nipples.
Damn, I’d neglected them. Leaning in, I pushed her hands away, then pressed them together to lick and bite from one to the other until my name fell softly from her lips again in a nearly silent plea. “Declan…”
Fuck, I’d never tire of hearing it fall from her lips. I was now hard all over again as my earlier orgasm did little to provide the release I’d desperately sought. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew it was because of Brogan.
Will I ever fully be able to move on without him?
As soon as the question entered my head, I erased it.
He'd been such a mainstay in my life that I shuddered to think about that possibility being my future.
But it was very real because even if he beat the charges and was released, nothing would change.
Even if we hand-delivered Layla to the authorities, Brogan still hated me.
I'd lied to him. I’d used the enemy, or at least his enemy, and set everything into motion.
He'd obviously never forgiven his father for putting him into that facility, and I knew he’d never forgive me for putting him in a similar, yet different one.
My betrayal would’ve been even worse in his eyes because, unlike his father, I’d claimed to love him. And I did… so goddamned much that it fucking hurt. And as much as I deserved to be in pain, when Enslee’s needy eyes stared up at me, I pushed all thoughts of him away and focused on her instead.
I slid my cock through her lower lips until it was fully coated in her cum, then I slowly spread her cleavage apart enough to slide my cock between her breasts before I pushed them back together again. She clutched at my arms as I held her breasts together, then fucked them.
“Every part of your body is complete perfection. And you take my dick everywhere.”
“Yes,” she cried out.
“You make me so fucking hard, Enslee. And you keep me that way too.”
I needed to make sure Enslee understood that she was the one bringing me pleasure.
I knew I was the one making her come, but I didn't want her for a second to think I was pretending somebody else was here, although I wished Brogan was.
If so, one of us would be balls deep in her fucking ass while the other tore her pussy apart as she'd writhe between us.
Her body was ours to own… ours to break…
ours to claim… Why couldn't this have been our reality? It’d been for the briefest moment, and we’d never even taken the fullest advantage of it.
Like everything else in our life, it’d been gone in a blink of an eye, just like the happiness Brogan and I had experienced the night he and Layla broke up.
The culmination of my betrayal had finally gotten me what I’d wanted. For the first time in my relationship with Brogan, I’d put my own wants and needs first, and that selfishness had done me in. I thought I finally had my man all to myself, only for everything later to fall apart.
“I need you, Declan. Please fuck me,” she pleaded with me.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Enslee. I fucked your pussy roughly a few—”
“Then fuck me in the ass.”
“What?” I asked her as my eyes widened. “Have you ever been taken there?”
Our uncertainty had been the only reason neither Brogan nor I had fucked her there yet. We would’ve eventually gotten around to it had she stayed with us longer. As I stared down at her face, she finally nodded in confirmation.
“It was so long ago, and I need you to replace those memories.”
“What memories?”
My cock was still resting between her breasts, and I could feel her heart racing beside my hand as I held her breast down.
“It doesn't matter. I just need you,” she said softly, before whispering emphatically. “Please.”
This woman was going to be my undoing. I released her breasts, then slid my cock out as I moved over Enslee. Seconds later, my mouth came down hard on hers, and I kissed her not only to silence her pleading, but also so I could start to prepare her.
There was something about the way she asked me to replace the memories that made me think somebody might’ve hurt her in the past. The very thought of somebody abusing her sent my hackles up.
She’d never told me who it was for one of two reasons: either she didn't trust me, and rightfully so, or it was too painful to talk about.
I supposed everyone had their secrets, and right now she was offering me much more than she ever needed to…
much more than I ever thought she would.
I didn't need everything right now. I just needed what she was willing to give me.
As I thrust three fingers into her pussy, I had to resist the urge to slam back into her without a condom because being inside of Enslee felt so good. It’d been better than any other pussy I'd ever been in before. I eventually pulled my fingers out and slid them lower to her ass.
She flinched once or twice, but otherwise let me work them into her until all three were inside. At least up to the first knuckle. I tore my mouth away from hers, then kissed down the side of her face and down her throat.
“Declan, please. I need you in my ass right now.”
A groan escaped. “I don't want to hurt you, so you need to let me prepare you.”
“Please, hurt me. I’ve only ever felt alive with…” Her voice trailed off, and I knew she was going to say Brogan.
Flipping her over, I moved my cock to her pussy so I could fully coat it in her wetness.
As soon as I slammed into her, we groaned, and our simultaneous sounds pierced the air.
I could stay inside of her all damn day, but I only did so briefly to lube myself.
When I pulled out, I lined my cock up at her ass and lifted her body ever so slightly as I nudged it between her cheeks.
I needed to watch her face when I took her.
I wanted to see what my cock did to her as it split her, so I pushed forward.
As soon as I did, she let out a ragged cry.
“Relax, Enslee, or else it’ll hurt worse.”
“Just fuck me,” she whispered.
I pushed farther inside of her despite how tight she was. There was no way she wasn’t in pain. In fact, I could see it etched across her face, but there was something else intermingling with it—pleasure.
“My dirty girl’s a pain slut, aren't you?”
“Yes, for you, Declan. Always for you.”
I moved my hands fully to her hips, then dropped them a little lower to spread her cheeks apart more while I held her up.
As I did, it helped me slide farther into her.
Finally, I was balls deep inside. Enslee opened her lips in a silent cry as I pulled back out, then drove forward once more.
As soon as I did, her entire body shuddered.
Earlier, I had trouble reaching the edge, but not now.
In fact, it was taking every ounce of restraint I had not to leap off it before I brought her pleasure.
Another thrust or two, and I could easily come in her, but I needed to make this good for her.
Pulling out, I slammed back into her, and this time, I didn't stop as I thrust in and out of her tight ass. She clutched at the sheets and tore at them as my pace intensified.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out repeatedly.
“Play with your clit, Enslee,” I instructed.
Enslee brought one hand between her legs, then cried out incoherently as she pinched and rolled the tight bud between her fingers. I could feel her body’s every reaction as she tightened down on my cock, making it feel as if it was going to crack in half.
“Goddamn, you feel so good. Your ass is fucking perfect,” I praised her.
I slapped the side of her hip, thigh, and ass, drawing a ragged cry from her lips.
“You’re so greedy for my cock that you’ll take it anywhere.
You’ve taken it in your mouth, between your breasts, your pussy, and now you're letting me tear your ass open.”
“Declan,” she whispered moments before she flinched as I hit a particularly sensitive spot inside of her at the same moment she pinched her clit.
“You're gonna come for me, aren't you?”
“Yes, please make me come.”
Pulling out, I flipped her over and raised her ass before I slammed back into it.
“Your clit,” I reminded her, and as soon as she brought her hand back between her legs, I thrust three fingers into her pussy.
She started to whimper, and the sounds became music to my ears, drowning out the roar of my own heartbeat.
I fucked her as hard and as fast as I could before she finally screamed out my name.
Her entire body trembled as she came, and I felt the rush of her release on my fingers, but neither my hand nor hers stopped, so I continued to thrust into her repeatedly until I came myself, coating the walls of her ass with my cum.
Once spent, I withdrew my fingers and her hand dropped, but I could still see her clutching the sheet with her other as I slowly pulled my cock out.
After, I watched my cum drip from her ass, and my first thought was Brogan.
If only he could’ve been here to see how hot Enslee was.
Then, for the briefest of moments, I thought about him being able to go back and watch it, but there were no cameras here.
There was no way for him to see us, and it’d only hurt him more because I’d just hurt him again.
I’d betrayed him in a completely different way.
When we’d agreed to fuck her individually, it’d been for a purpose.
It was part of our plan, but now, this had been just to get my rocks off.
Shame filled me, but I refused to let Enslee see it and think she had anything to do with it.
After motioning for her to stay put, I went to the bathroom, then returned to clean us both up.
Once done, I threw on a pair of sweatpants and remembered food.
I ordered us room service, but she was fast asleep by the time it arrived.
Putting hers in the refrigerator so it wouldn’t spoil, I ate my tamales, then rejoined her in bed.