Page 44 of The Trolley Kiss
He grabs my arm, pulling me inside and shutting the door behind us. “You can be as angry as you want with me.Inside.”
I cross my arms across my chest and tap my foot. “So?”
“So what?”
I step forward, getting more in his face. “You know exactly what! I talked to Mack! I know why you got that black eye!”
He’s all cool and relaxed like it’s no big deal. “I don’t see any issue here.”
“Theissueis you can’t fucking go around claiming me to other people when I’m not yours to claim!”
I try to shove at his chest to put space between us, but he grabs my wrists in his hands and pushes me back up against the door, pressing his whole body up against mine. My breath catches in my throat as he stares back at me. His voice lowers to an angry whisper even though we’re alone now. “Let me make myself clear, princess. I don’t care who you date. I don’t care if you want to go around pretending you will never care about another man. I don’t even care if you tell the whole world you hate me.” He pauses, ghosting his lips up my neck until he reaches my ear. “You will always fucking belong to me.”
I don’t even attempt to stop his lips from encasing my earlobe and then nibbling down my neck. “Fuck you,” I exhale.
My skin tingles everywhere his fingers graze. His breath is so warm against my neck. I squeeze my legs together as I try to calm my own breathing. “I’m not sleeping with you, Declan.”
His left hand presses my hip back against the door as his right hand cups my face. His tongue runs along his lip as he presses his forehead up against mine. “That’s fine. We don’t even have to leave this door.”
“Damn you,” I whisper, folding to him.
The moment he sees the agreement on my face, his mouth collides with mine. He digs his fingers into my hair, deepening the kiss. My legs are wrapped around him before I can think another thought, and my hands desperately roam his body, trying to pull off any bit of clothing I can.
My feet drop back to the ground, and I yank his belt buckle open. His tongue slides into my mouth while his fingers slide down into my leggings. He ghosts his fingers between my legs, teasing me with the lack of pressure.
“Deck…”
He inhales sharply against my mouth, dragging out the moment. He exhales into a smile before placing the lightest of kisses against my lips, pressing his fingers in. He slides two fingers in just enough to wet them before rubbing them up around my clit.
My body shudders against him, and I gasp on his lips. He bites down on my lower lip before sucking it in between his lips. He dips his fingers once more, continuing to circle around my clit and causing my pussy to squeeze and contract.
He moves his fingers down again, but this time he slides them all the way inside of me. I’m so fucking turned on that I clench around him, liquid dripping down my thighs.
Declan groans so deep that it rumbles his chest. “Fuck, princess,” he breathes out.
He pulls back slightly, looking down to his hand between my legs and back up to my eyes. He watches me as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. It disarms me for a moment because I feel so exposed.
Almost as if he could sense my unease, he places one last kiss against my lips before grabbing my hips and turning me around, smooshing me against the door with his body. He grabs my hands and places them against the door above my head. “Don’t move.”
He slides his hands down my arms, making sure to touch every inch of my body on his way down. He grabs my tits, digging his fingers against my nipples before moving his hands down to my waistband. He squats down as he peels the leggings down my legs.
“Step.” He yanks the legging off my left foot. “Again.” He chucks them to the side, leaving me in only my lacy, black panties. He wraps his hands around my ankles and slides them up my legs, running kisses all the way up to my ass. He runs his finger along the edge of my underwear, placing kisses up and down my asscheeks.
He stands to his feet, pressing himself against my back and kissing up the side of my neck. He fists his cock in his hand and rubs it up against my ass. “Mm,” he groans. “Let me grab a condom.”
“It’s okay,” I pant. “We’re good if you’re good.”
He doesn’t hesitate moving my panties to the side and pushing his dick in between my legs, sliding the head of his cock inside of me. “Addy,” he moans, pushing himself the rest of the way in, stretching me apart in the best possible way.
His left hand clasps around my wrists to make sure I don’t move them from the door. He pushes his cock in hard, smashing the rest of my body flat against the door. I gasp and my pussy spasms in the most euphoric pre-orgasm burst, causing shivers to run all across my skin. My muscles begin to tighten and my blood rushes through my veins with each hard thrust.
“God, you feel so fucking amazing,” he pants in my ear, barely getting the words out as his hand clamps down on my asscheek. “Fuck!”
He pounds into me harder and harder. His thighs ram against my ass, causing it to bounce and jiggle against him. His balls swing so hard that they occasionally smack against my clit, causing bursts of electricity to run through my body.
He leans back, pounding inside of me just as hard. His hand clamps down around my wrist to hold himself as he looks down at my ass while he fucks me. He uses his right hand to smack my asscheeks again and again until they are bright red as he slams his cock inside of me.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I gasp over and over again.