just
keep doing what you’re doing.” Declan realized that he sounded a little
breathless. He reached down and fisted his cock, trying to ease some of the
ache. He knew he had to take things slow for Hannah, but he didn’t know if he
could. The sight of Quinn pleasuring her was so hot, so erotic, that Declan
almost spilled his seed into the sand right then and there.
Declan let go of
his cock and took a steadying breath. He could do this. He dragged his gaze
away from the erotic sight before him to focus on his task. When he finally
realized what he was looking at, desire surged through his veins and made him
dizzy.
She was cleanly
shaven. Not a single hair decorated her lovely mound. Declan’s hand shook as he
ran his fingers over her smooth skin.
“You’re clean,” he
whispered. The women he had been with had always had a thick mop of curls
between their legs. He found that he liked the change with Hannah. He liked it
very much. It solidified his belief that this woman was different from the
others. Special.
Declan kissed the
top of her mound and felt her pulsing heat under his lips. He groaned as he ran
his fingers over her thighs and then gently parted her legs. Her feminine scent
perfumed the air and Declan savored the aroma. There was something about the
scent of an aroused female that was intoxicating.
He lifted her leg
and rested it against his shoulder. The position opened her up to him, and he
could see how her smooth folds swelled and glistened with desire.
He glanced up at
Quinn, who was busy kissing her neck and playing with her breasts. Hannah still
had her eyes closed, and her soft moans of ecstasy made his cock painfully
hard.
Not yet. The sight was incredibly erotic, but he wanted to make sure that she had the
time of her life tonight. How else could he convince her to try a relationship
with him and Quinn on a more permanent basis? What had started out as an
attraction had become an obsession. He needed her. Judging by the look on
Quinn’s face, he was obsessed with her, too. Declan didn’t want to think about
the possibility of her refusing them. He wouldn’t accept it.
He kept his gaze
locked on Hannah as he slid his tongue over her folds. Her feminine taste
exploded across his tongue and he groaned as his desire rose to new levels. She
tasted sweet and a little salty, the perfect combination from the perfect
woman.
No, Hannah must
come to think of both him and Quinn as more than just a summer fling. Declan
realized he’d die of agony if he couldn’t taste this woman every night for the
rest of his life.
* * * * *
Hannah groaned as Declan’s
tongue ran through her folds once more.
“You like that,
sweetheart?” Quinn asked.
“Yes.”
“How about this?”
The next time Declan touched her with his tongue, Quinn squeezed her nipples. Hard.
A bolt of pain sliced through her system then quickly dissipated. Pleasure
fanned out over her body, heating her skin and tightening the muscles in her
lower abdomen.
Declan reached up
and cupped her ass, holding her steady as he licked her slit again and again.
Each time Declan touched her, Quinn pressed her nipples. Soon Hannah’s whole
body came alive with sensation.
“You’re so
responsive,” Quinn whispered in her ear. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“Hannah opened her
eyes and turned her head to meet Quinn’s gaze. “Kiss me.”
Quinn covered her
lips, and Hannah drank in his taste. Her whole body felt as if it was waking up
from a deep sleep. It was incredible how these men knew just where to touch
her, how to please her. Hannah wasn’t overly experienced, but she did have sex before. It had never felt this good.
Quinn slid his
tongue along the seam of her lips. She opened to him, inviting him inside. He entered
her mouth, touching everything within his reach. Hannah’s whole body relaxed as
the men caressed her. She trusted them instinctively, and made a mental note to
remember this moment. She needed
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