Chapter 23
WHAT DID YOU WISH FOR?
Isla
“I’ve been dreaming of this moment for days. Do you actually think I was going to show up and not have my shit together?” In a single stride, he reached the door and opened it.
Sure enough, Joey’s British nanny stood in the hallway with a pleasant smile on her face. My cheeks burned hot because there was no way she didn’t know why Declan had asked her to pick up Joey and drive him to his mom’s apartment.
“Sarah, you remember Isla.” He gestured toward me.
“Of course. Good to see you again.” She nodded politely.
She was proper and composed. I chuckled because since the night I met Declan, it seemed, I had gone out of my way to be the complete opposite of those two things.
Whatever made Declan think I could be his nanny?
Could it be that he simply wanted me around?
Butterflies swirled in my belly. So what if Declan had assumed he’d be having sex with me tonight? He wasn’t wrong.
“It’s good to see you, too.” I picked up Joey and kissed his temple. “I’ll see you later, okay?”
“Right then. The driver is waiting.” Sarah took Joey from me and headed down the hallway.
When Declan shut the door, a shock of raw energy rushed through me. I had missed him so much and for so long, I truly never thought I’d ever see him in the middle of my new apartment taking off his clothes.
“What are you doing?” My gaze swept over his nude body.
“I made you a promise, didn’t I?”
“You did?”
“The last time we were together I promised to be fully naked before I touched you.”
My whole body flushed at the memory of that luncheon when he fed me tasty morsels of food while he played with my pussy. I had worked so hard to forget all those moments we had spent together. But now, I couldn’t stop the desire that stormed past the last wall I had built to keep my heart safe.
“Gosh, I want you.” I pulled my sundress over my head.
He rewarded me with a growly “hmm” that made my clit throb a little harder.
His mouth clasped to my aching nipples while he walked me toward the bed in the far corner.
Declan’s hard body molded to mine as he kissed me hard and kneaded my ass.
My body heated as the buzz at my core took hold and then spread down my legs and up into my chest. I caved into his touch, letting him move me to where he wanted.
In a beat, I was out of my panties, on my back, and with my legs spread wide.
The throbbing around my bud intensified.
But when I rubbed my pussy, desperately looking for a bit of relief, Declan wedged himself between my thighs and pinned my wrists over my head.
“Let me do it. I want to see that pretty pussy and feel it in my hand. It’s been so long. ”
He bent down and caught my mound in an open-mouth kiss.
The sensation was so strong, I squirmed and bucked while he continued his sweet torture.
Seriously, that man had been in my apartment for all of twenty minutes and I was already on the very edge, waiting for my first orgasm in what felt like an eternity.
He pulled away and pushed on the inside of my thighs. I was exposed to him, and I didn’t care. I just wanted my mounting need to be set free.
“Don’t stop.” I reached for him but caught nothing but air.
“Turn around,” he commanded and flipped me onto my belly at the same time.
I was still reeling for the orgasm he denied me, that I didn’t fully register what he intended to do. He smacked my butt cheek. The sound echoed against the bare walls. It hadn’t hurt, but it still managed to render me speechless. Had he really spanked me?
“That’s for not taking any of my calls.”
His fingers kneaded the prickling sensation on my skin. I moaned into the soft duvet because I honestly had never been this turned on in my life. And that included the times I had been with Declan.
His palm met my bottom again and left it smarting.
He hovered his hand over the tender spot.
“That’s for making a plan to actually forget about me.
” He rubbed me until the pain subsided. A raw charge lingered at my core.
I was so close to coming. But again, when I tried to touch myself, Declan pulled my hand away.
“I say when you come,” he whispered in my ear.
“This last one is for all the nights I had to spend away from you.” He spanked me again.
“I thought…”
“I spent days crafting the perfect plan to get you back. All that time, I was so afraid I had already lost you.” He plunged into to me from behind, gripping my hips hard to keep me in place.
I wanted to tell him I was sorry we had wasted so much time trying to do the right thing.
And now I realized I hadn’t stayed away from him because of some noble deed.
I stayed away because I was afraid to love someone like Declan.
I was afraid that even if he did love, he would never love me as much as I loved him.
“Tell the truth.” He drove his hard cock deeper.
“I was scared.” I fisted the comforter, reveling in every hot wave of pleasure he delivered with every thrust.
“I was scared, too,” he whispered against my earlobe then moved down to suck hard on my neck while he reached under and stroked my clit.
I came instantly, hot and heavy in his hands. The second I started to come down from my orgasm, he rolled his hips. My G-spot ignited, and I climaxed all over again. He kept at it, riding me hard until he found his release, too.
My body went limp, though my heart pounded so out of control, I was sure my ribs would crack. But I didn’t dare move. Having Declan’s muscled chest brushing my back while he labored to catch his breath was my idea of heaven. He was mine.
“Make-up sex is incredibly underrated,” he panted.
“I want to do that again.”
Declan’s response was a loud smack on my ass.
“What was that for?” I turned to face him.
“I’ve been wanting to spank that bum since the night you climbed into my Bentley and flashed me that sexy beauty mark.” He cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine.
His kiss wasn’t as demanding and desperate as before. This was more sedated and loving and slow—all soft lips and gentle strokes of his tongue.
“I was mortified the next day. And was really, really wishing you wouldn’t remember me.”
“Who could forget you?”
The next morning, I woke up with a smile on my face.
I’d heard of people doing that, but until today, I hadn’t believed it was possible.
I rolled onto my back and turned to find Declan sleeping next to me.
Last night hadn’t been a dream. I glanced at my hand, and the engagement ring caught a few rays of sunlight in its prism.
“Good morning.” His raspy baritone filled every space in my empty apartment and in my soul.
“Good morning.” I beamed at him and curled up next to him. His warm body felt so familiar and comforting. “What happens now?”
Yeah, Declan had come up with a fairly elaborate plan to make sure Harper and Joey were taken care of so we could be together. But he hadn’t exactly said how we were going to get to the next part where we actually got to live together.
“Are we really getting married?” I asked.
“If you haven’t changed your mind, I’d like to marry you as soon as possible.”
“I just signed a lease for this place. For a whole year.”
“I know. I should’ve spanked you for that, too.” A glint of desire shone in his blue eyes.
“I’m serious.”
“I’m quite serious as well.” A half-smile pulled at his lips. “I’m buying you out of the lease. Which reminds me. We have an appointment—” he glanced at his watch, “—at a quarter past noon.”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see. Get dressed.”
I hopped out of bed and sauntered toward my tiny bathroom. Behind me, Declan groaned, mumbling something about wanting more time with my ass. The spot between my legs got wet at his words, but I kept walking. If I turned around to entertain his words, we’d never make it to our meeting.
The warm spray cooled my desire to a manageable level.
Though my heart still felt like it was about to burst out of my chest. I couldn’t believe how much things had changed for me overnight.
When Louisa left me here yesterday to unpack, I was sure I was looking at weeks of moping around the place while I slowly put my life back together.
Instead, I was bouncing with excitement because Declan had an appointment for us.
“If you don’t wrap up that shower soon, I will join you.” He rapped on the door.
“So bossy.” I shut off the water. As I toweled off and brushed my teeth, I let a few images of a very naked and very wet Declan flash through my mind. I had to add shower sex to the list of things we needed to make up for. “Can you help me find my suitcase?”
“Got it.” He gestured toward the bed while his gaze roamed my towel clad body. “Found it in the kitchen.”
“Thanks.” My skin heated every time he looked at me like that, like I was the most beautiful woman in the world. “Can you tell me where we’re going? What should I wear?”
“Anything you want.” He went in the bathroom to wash up. “I’m using your toothbrush.” He called from the other side of the door.
“Okay.”
Smiling, I rummaged through my clothes and picked out a sundress with a smocked top so I wouldn’t have to wear a bra. When Declan stepped out, my pulse quickened. His plump lips, puffy eyes, and disheveled wet hair added to his overall crazy-hot morning look. Jeez, the man was gorgeous.
“I’m ready.” My cheeks flushed.
“You look gorgeous.” He reached for my waist and planted a kiss on my mouth. “Let’s go before I decide to listen to my cock.”
Outside my building, Tommy waited in the SUV. He nodded and offered me a happy smile as he hopped out to open the backseat door for us. “It’s so good to see you again.”
“Same here.”
“Tommy’s been putting up with my grumpy ass.”
“That, I have.” He shook his head and buckled up. “Where to?”