Chapter 71
Chapter 71
When she opened her mouth, her throat closed, and she couldn’t get
the words out.
With a disgusted sound, Declan turned away from her, headed for
the door.
“Wait-” Tessa grabbed his wrist.
Declan turned back to her with stunning speed. Suddenly, his arms
were around her as his mouth met hers in a rough, demanding kiss
that silenced her thoughts and lit her body up like a Roman candle.
There was no fear here, no questions. There was just heat and hunger and something softer, sweeter, that she didn’t have words
for. It was just Declan. The cantankerous but trustworthy man
who’d broken apart the ice inside of her, who challenged her and
comforted her and wanted her.
But the energy of their fight was still coursing through Tessa–coursing through both of them–and the collision of their bodies became a battle. He tore her sweater off and she ripped his shirt open. He grabbed her by the thighs, hoisting her up, trying to hold her in place. But she clambered higher, so that he had to tilt his head up to receive her kisses, so that he had to strain for a taste of
her.
Growling, Declan laid her on the table, bending over her, caging her with his big body. She fisted her hand in his hair, yanking his head back and biting at the tender skin on his neck. He made a choked sound, his hips bucking against her as his hands clenched on her waist hard enough to hurt.
“Tessa,” he growled her name, grinding the rigid length of his
erection against her core.
Pleasure lanced through her, making her momentarily weak. Declan
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seized the opportunity, reaching for the zipper on her jeans. He knelt on the floor as he tugged them down her legs. When Tessa was left in just her panties, he pulled her legs over his shoulders and pressed his face between her thighs.
“Going to taste you,” he told her, lips moving against her slick, swollen flesh. He licked her through her underwear and growled his pleasure. The sound vibrated against her, teasing her clit. Pleasure overwhelmed her, leaving her helpless and arching against him.
Vaguely, she had the sense that she’d lost their battle. B
of a loss was it when the victor’s face was pressed bet
thighs?
much
He ripped her underwear–literally just tore them off her body–and flung them away. And then his mouth was directly on her. His tongue swept through her folds and he growled again as he licked and sucked and savored her. He found her clit and lavished it with sloppy, suckling kisses until her back was arched so hard she thought she was going to rise right out of her own body.
Right as she neared the edge of orgasm, Declan pulled away. Tessa let out a wordless cry of frustration, tugging on his hair. He chuckled demonically.
“Demanding,” he said with a wicked smile.
“I’ll show you demanding.” She slid off the table and onto Declan, letting her weight bear him down to the floor. The quivering tension of her thwarted orgasm made her clumsy, shaky, but she was determined. “Get rid of these,” she said, pulling at the waistband of his sweatpants.
Eyes bright, even in the nighttime dimness, Declan lifted his hips and shoved the sweatpants down in one swift motion. His expression was cool, amused, but his cock was straining up to his belly, the tip weeping with pre–come. When Tessa laid a hand on his hip, his whole body quivered like a racehorse at the starting gate. He licked his lips, eyes meeting hers.
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Tessa lowered her head and flicked her tongue against the tip of his cock. He made a pained noise, deep in his throat. The cool amusement fell away from his face, revealing raw, desperate hunger. Empowered by his need, she took him in her hand and
licked a low, lingering trail along the underside of his shaft.
When she reached the head of his cock, she closed her lips over him
and sucked.
id
Declan let out a strangled groan, head falling back. Hi trembled beneath her, but he remained still. The con over his pleasure, the need in his eyes, was an intoxical She took more of him into her mouth, sinking deep until she felt him at the back of her throat, keeping the rest of him clasped in her
hands.
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