“That’s pretty cool.”
“I was thinking…does Calamity have a store that only sells locally-sourced products?”
“Not that I know of.”
“I might talk to Glori about that.”
“About her backing you?” Interest flickered in his eyes, and his fingers stilled.
“No, of course not. I’m only here two more weeks.”
Whatever had captured his attention died.
“But maybe it’s something she’d like to do.” It was a winning idea.
“I think she’s serious about retirement.”
“This is totally different than producing and selling protein bars. For this, locals would come to her. She’d get to hang out in a pretty store with yummy smelling candles and chat with customers. It’d be quite lovely, don’t you think?”
“Yes.” His fingertip traced the shell of her ear. “Lovely.” He went for an English accent.
“Did you just make fun of the way I talk?”
“What? Me? Never.”
“Declan.” She laughed, getting up and straddling him. Look who’s bold now? He did that to her, made her feel perfectly at ease. When she braced her hands on either side of his head, his eyes went hot, and he gripped her ass, hauling her over his hard cock. She straddled his cut body, letting her hair fall like a curtain around them. “I’m going to need another favor.”
He had a dirty gleam in his eye that made her squirm. “Nope. That’s not how it works.”
“Really?” She rocked her hips over him, and it got her so worked up she nearly climbed out of her skin. “And how does it work, exactly?”
“I did you a favor. Now, you owe me one.”
“Oh, I owe you, do I?” Warmth bloomed in her chest. “All right. Go on and name your favor.”
“Anything goes?”
Grinding on him, her blood sizzled, and it felt so good she moaned. “Mm, absolutely.”
He brushed the hair off her shoulders. “Show me your tits.”
Lust sucker-punched her, and she lifted her tank top over her head and let it fly.
“This is a complicated favor.” He cupped her breasts with warm hands. “So, it’ll have to be done in steps.”
She arched her back, loving the feel of his big hands on her. “Does step two involve getting us naked?”
His fingers squeezed, and his hips lifted, rubbing his cock against her core. “How far do you want to take this?”
She looked him right in the eyes. “All the way.”
He reared up, reaching under her arms to lift her onto her knees. “Take off your panties.” Slowly, he peeled them down her ass like he was unveiling an erotic treasure. She climbed off the bed, so she could remove them and kick them aside.
With the moonlight spilling through open curtains, his chest gleamed like someone had poured molten silver onto it. She sat on her heels beside him. “Now what?” Her nipples hardened in the cool air.
Kicking off the blankets and baring his naked body, he grabbed his rigid cock. “Now, you ride me.”
Holy shit. She liked impolite sex very much. Even more, she loved how Declan took charge. But as she scrambled to get back on his lap, she noticed a vulnerability in his eyes, and it made her wonder if she’d read him wrong. Maybe he felt it, too, and their intimacy scared him. Maybe he wasn’t as immune to her as she’d thought.
“Hang on a sec. I want to add a few more steps.” Turning around, she got hold of his cock and licked it from root to head.
He went rigid and gripped her ass cheeks. “Good one. Let’s never forget it again.” He voice came out rough and gravelly.
“And then there’s this.” Her tongue traveled around the crown before she sucked him into her mouth. Loving the way his hands tightened on her, she flicked and swirled. And then—oh—he added a step of his own. His finger slid inside her wet, hot core. Her back arched, her mouth lost its suction, and she lowered her head to his thigh to savor a caress that made her get even slicker.
“You’ve got the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen. Makes me lose my mind.”
Which only made her tilt it higher…and swish it slightly from side to side. He let out a groan. “Fuck, Phinny. You’re so hot.”
No one had ever called her that before.
As he continued pumping his fingers and squeezing her ass, she swallowed his cock again, and the pleasure of it all sent her into a frenzy of need. Just when the tingles spread across her body, when she was so close to an orgasm her lips went slack, and she closed her eyes to let it rip her away, he pulled out.
Jackknifing up, he lifted her and flipped her around.
Breathless, she faced him. “I’ve never been manhandled before, but that’s hot.” The wild, intense look in his eyes had her pulse pounding out of control.
He opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. “Ride me.” Literally tearing it open it with his teeth, he handed it to her.
Reaching behind her, she grasped him. He was hot, hard, and throbbing, and she was going to lose her mind if she didn’t get him inside her. But first, she unrolled the rubber on his stiff length. And then slowly, she eased down on him.
He punched a pillow and lay back down, both hands clasped behind his head like he was a spectator at his niece’s soccer game.
“You don’t fool me.” Swiveling her hips, she flattened her palms on his chest. “I got your number now.”
“Yeah?” Tension had his muscles straining, his veins popping, but still, he didn’t touch her. He just watched.
“Oh, yeah.” Arching her hips, she moved up and down, taking her time, letting him fill her until he was deeper than anyone had ever gone. The slow, slick slide lit her up, making her body vibrate with need and glow with a desire so potent it nearly undid her.
She needed more. She needed all of him. When she sat up, his gaze went to her breasts, flaring with hunger. She needed to feel his desperation and urgency, needed to know he was in this with her, so she braced both hands on his thighs, thrusting her breasts out, and rode him hard.
And then, he broke. With a growl, he reached for her, his big hands cupping her breasts, jamming them together, as he roughly flicked each nipple. “You drive me wild.”
“God, Declan.” She surged forward, setting her hands on his hard, warm chest, hair spilling all over him, closing out the world until it was just the two of them.
He took control. Grabbing her ass cheeks, he raised her and slammed her down. His masculine scent and powerful thrusts sent her senses into overdrive.
And then he smacked her ass. “Get on your hands and knees.”
Even though she’d never liked that position, had always felt it cut off intimacy, she was desperate to have him back inside her, so she clambered off him and tipped her ass in the air. Her back arched, frantic for him to plunge back in and finish them both off.
But instead, he ran his hands up her spine in a slow glide, caressed her stomach and gently cupped her breasts, giving them a squeeze. He took his time to worship her body, and she hissed in a breath, pushing back on him. Her hips swayed until she wedged his cock between her ass cheeks. “If this is another step, I might as well go on and make us some tea.”
Chuckling, he swiped a finger through her dripping folds. “Yeah, I don’t think so.” He rocked against her but didn’t push in. At the same time, he pinched her nipple and stroked her clit, and she cried out, her body jerking. “If you can hold off on the tea…” One hand gripped her hip, and anticipation roared through her. Gripping his cock, he lined himself up. “I’m going to fuck you into the mattress now, okay?”