Page 49 of See You Maybe
“Family businesses are good,” she said huskily, and then planted her lips on him. This time, her urgency fueled his, and he was done teasing her.
Declan gripped her thighs and lifted, pressing her back to the stone wall of the ruin. Rose wrapped her legs around his waist, and when he rolled against her, she let out a needy whine, her hands tangling in the hair at his nape.
Pleasure zapped down his spine, and he felt his body grow almost painfully hard.
“Does he own a bar like your cousin?” Rose gasped as his lips found the pulse at the base of her neck and sucked.
“What?”
“Your father… oh god… yes, like that.” She cried out, as one hand found her breast and squeezed, rolling her nipple between his fingers.
“Never mind,” she panted as she ripped at his zipper, letting out an exhale when she wrapped her fingers around him. Her other hand frantically tugged at his waistband, but her own legs locked around his hips impeded the progress.
Lowering her feet to the ground, Declan’s jeans and boxer briefs fell to his feet, and then her hand was back. Declan’s chest heaved and his thoughts fractured, as her nails stroked him gently from the tip of his cock to the base, and back again. Her fingers worked over him, and his mouth fell open as he gasped for air. Declan was certain Rose could ask him anything she wanted… Hell he’d tell her state secrets if he had them.
Rose’s breath caught when he dipped his fingers into her leggings, and his brain almost short circuited at the feel of her, hot and wet, grinding against his hand. He pushed the fabric roughly to her ankles.
“Declan… please… I need.” Her hands reached for him as he lifted her again. She leaned back slightly, and ground against him. Declan slid his hand between them to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves.
Rose whimpered and tilted her hips, causing the tip of his erection to nudge her entrance. His eyes rolled back at the sensation of her slick scalding flesh sliding against his cock.
Reality hit him.
Fuck, we’re out of condoms.
Declan had intended to stop at the shops, but Rose saw the castle ruins on the hill from the car window…
His brain melting down, Declan struggled to form words but her hips gyrated, and he slipped past her entrance, her body eagerly welcoming his. He groaned through gritted teeth, ordering his body to stay still.
“Rose, baby. I don’t have anything.”
She circled her hips, his hands supporting her weight. “I know I’m supposed to care, but I don’t think I do,” she whimpered, and moved so that he slipped in another inch.
“I’ve always worn condoms. Always… but…” All the blood that had rushed to his cock was impeding his normal brain function.
We can’t do this, his brain reminded him, even as he tried to rationalize it. He’d never had unprotected sex, not once. He trusted Rose when she said she hadn’t been with anyone in a long time… but there was always the chance…
An image of Rose, her belly swollen with his baby, filled his mind, and he groaned, his body drawing up tight. Not helping.
“Plans, Petal,” Declan gasped, trying to pull back. “You have big plans.”
“Fine.”
Declan had never heard such an unhappy sound, but then in direct opposition to her agreement, she locked her ankles behind his back and pushed up, sinking him almost all the way inside her.
“Fuck!” The word hissed out of him at the feel of her with no barrier. Rose gripped him like a vise, and when she moved again, his body reacted, flexing his hips to sink the final length.
“Yes,” Rose moaned, and opened her eyes to stare into his.
“You’re a witch.” He reached between their bodies to circle and press against her clit. “It’s the only explanation.”
A light sheen of sweat covered his body as he struggled not to give in to what his body was screaming at him to do.
“I’m so close,” Rose panted, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Please.”
A better man than he would tell her no, and he tried. He really did.
“I can’t come in you, baby. Ah!” He gasped when she rolled her hips against him.