by Anna Castor
But after she’d set her drink back on the coffee table, he tugged her into his chest with his hand over her shoulder. He smelled her hair and welcomed the clean smell of coconut. Bree snuggled close and placed her hand on his abdomen.
“Why scream while you run up to kill him? Now he knows she’s behind him.”
Declan smiled. “It’s because he has to survive so he can kill off her friends, duh.”
“It’s stupid,” Bree said.
“This entire series is stupid.”
He laughed when she leaned from his chest and narrowed her eyes at him. “Are you complaining about my choice? You pick something next time. Let’s see if you can do better.”
Next time.
Bree was thinking about next time.
“Why do you have that goofy smile on your face?”
“Because you make me smile, Bree. You always have.”
Her face turned red and he reluctantly let her go when she sat up straight again and eyed him warily.
“It’s true. You make me happy.”
Bree finally nodded and said, “Ditto.”
He palmed her cheeks and leaned in. Their noses almost brushed.
“I’ve missed you. And not only as a friend.”
Bree bit her bottom lip, and he fought the urge to run his thumb over her plump lip.
“Let’s do this, Bree. I know I’ve been a stupid fuck. But I’m ready now.” His throat went dry while waiting on her response. This was it.
Bree sighed and let go of her lip. “I want to try, Dec. I really do. It’s why I texted you tonight. But we need to go slow. I’m still scared that in a few months from now, you’ll change your mind.”
He cocked his head and furrowed his brows. “Why would I do that?”
“Because it took you this long… I don’t know why you’re suddenly interested now.”
The wobble in her voice stabbed his heart. He’d caused her pain by rejecting her earlier. He needed to earn back her trust. How he would do that, he didn’t know just yet. But he’d get there.
“I know we need to take this slow. But I promise you; you’re it for me, Bree. I’ll never let anything come between us ever again.”
Bree nodded and said, “I’m going to refill our drinks. Can you hit pause?”
“Sure.”
As he locked his eyes on her fine swaying arse, it hit him she hadn’t respond to his last words. He walked into the kitchen and took his time checking Bree out. Hmmm, her curves were only getting better and better. Seeing her large tits sway in her black dress as she reached for a cabinet made him adjust his pants.
Bree caught his movement and giggled. “That’s a first.”
His upper lip tugged up, “Nah, it’s only the first time I’ve let you caught me.”
Her eyes went wide, and she swiftly turned and pulled the fridge open.
He took the soda out of her hand, and she closed the door. He placed the drink on the counter and took her hand in his. He brought her open palm against his erection.
“This… you feel this?”
Bree swallowed and nodded. Her wide azure eyes locked on his.
“Only because of you. I feel like a damn teenager again.”
She squeezed him, and he groaned.
“Remember that summer when your mom was a week away for a new job? And you stayed over at our house with Gwenn and Fi? I jerked myself almost raw during that summer. You were sunbathing in our backyard in those skimpy bikini’s every day.”
She giggled. “I remember that… I did that on purpose.”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose, while she held a tight grip of his hard length.
“Damn, you were so hot. And my hormones were raging back then. I was fighting so hard to keep my distance. I was so confused. You were my best friend and all my fantasies were about how I would fuck you in that damn red bikini.”
Bree opened his jeans and slipped her hand inside his boxer briefs. His breath caught when her chilly hand, from holding the drinks, surrounded his warm flesh. Goosebumps traveled his spine. She tugged playfully at first, but when he pushed his hips, she moved her hand up and down.
He helped Bree when he pushed his jeans and boxer briefs from his hips. She took him out and kept a steady rhythm of pumping.
“Tell me more…” she whispered.
“I never stopped lusting over you. It’s always been you… Aaah, I’m almost there…” His toes curled in his shoes. He couldn’t believe they were standing in Bree’s kitchen and she was about to give him one of the most intense orgasms of his life. Again.
“And now we’re here. And you’re more beautiful than ever…. aaaaargh!”
He held himself up by placing a hand on the counter. He almost buckled while shooting out his release over Bree’s hand.
“That was so hot,” she smiled like she knew exactly how she’d just blown his mind.
“You’re the one that’s hot, Bree.” He kissed her nose. He tugged himself back in.
She walked over to the faucet and washed her hands with soap.
“Nah, just sticky.” She watched him over her shoulder and laughed.
He caged her in from behind while she washed her hands. He rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered. “I can’t believe I just came like some sixteen-year-old. It only took a few jerks.”
Bree swayed her arse against his front. His flaccid cock got her message loud and clear, and turned half-mast in a heartbeat.
He kissed her behind her ear, and she turned off the faucet. Bree gripped the counter and leaned her head back against his shoulder. He had several options to go from here, taking this into the bedroom was one option. But he smirked because the opportunity presented to him was just too good to be true.
He positioned Bree so he could kiss the side of her throat.
With his arm completely extended, he took the pullout kitchen faucet. After taking aim, he yanked the tap to cover the front of his girl with water.
“Aaaah! I can’t believe you!”
Bree tried to wriggle free from his firm hold while her signature hearty laugh traveled through the kitchen. “Don’t tell me this is payback for the time I tripped you into the kiddy pool, ages ago?”
“Yep.”
She giggled while she tried another halfhearted attempt to break free. “I can’t believe your level of pettiness.”
He busted out laughing. “I know.”
Only with Bree, he acted like a fool. Never at work. Not around his arsehole twin, who needed Declan to guide him to the straight and narrow. It had been too damn long since he’d acted this carefree.
Bree got a hold of the tap and shut down the spray. She turned around and his eyes zeroed in on her heaving chest. The wet material of her dress clung to her heavy breasts, and he instantly knelt down in front of her.
He sucked the damp material with her hard peak underneath into his mouth.
“Ooh, Dec.”
Bree wobbled at first but steadied herself with one hand upon his shoulder and the other at the back of his head, holding him close to her breast. He made work of her top button and leaned back.
He just then noticed the buttons went all the way down to the hem of her dress. He eyed his handy work while unbuttoning one after the other.
He revealed a black lacy bra and tugged the cup down. His tongue swirled over her nipple and when he nibbled the peak, Bree fisted his hair. He watched Bree as she closed her eyes, fully enjoying the sensation. He kissed her nipple before he let go.
Water droplets followed his hands downwards. He caught a droplet on its path over her belly button with his tongue and she giggled. It brought him out of his daze and he looked up to see Bree smiling down at him.
He stood from the kitchen floor and grabbed Bree behind the back of her thighs. She let out a squeal and crossed her arms around his neck. “What are you doing?”
“I’m taking you to bed. Fuck that horrible TV-show. Forget about the mess we made in the kitc
hen. I’ll take care of it. But first, let me take care of you.”
Her one-bedroom apartment was a labyrinth, with furniture standing in his way as he walked them over to her bedroom. Something unrelenting connected with his shin, and he grabbed a stronger hold of Bree.
“Ouch! Damn table.”
She giggled against his lips.
“Almost there,” she whispered.
When he finally laid her down in the middle of her bed, his eyes grew wide when she hurried out of her dress. She made work of her bra and shimmied out of her boy shorts. Giving a full view of her shaved pussy lips.
“Hot damn.”
He would never get enough of the sight of her lying naked, seducing him with her curves to make his move.
He rid himself from his shirt and jeans and picked up the condom he’d put earlier in his back pocket. Bree hoisted herself higher upon the matrass. Giving him more room to work with.
She looked up at him under those long lashes, suddenly trying to read him. Gauge him.
As he entered her, she whispered against his ear, “I promised myself to never get caught up with you again,”
He stopped moving. “Why would you promise yourself something like that?”
“You scare me, Dec.”
He jerked back his head and gazed into her misty eyes. “You know me, Bree. I’m still me. Even after everything that happened between us.”
She nodded, but seemed still unsure.
“If you want me to stop, say it,” he said. He sure hoped she wouldn’t stop him now, his painfully hard dick held still inside of her on his last will power.
“I was so angry with you,” Bree said. Her frolic mood from just moments ago evaporated.
“Are you still angry with me?” He couldn’t believe they were finally having this long overdue conversation while he had his dick inside of her.
Bree shook her head while she closed her eyes. He kissed her nose, and she sighed.
“I just… need to take things slow.”
“Now you’re telling me?” He made a show out of looking down at the spot between them, where they connected. He arched his brow and smirked. Her entire body shook beneath him as she laughed.
“No, I don’t want you to stop. But… Let’s keep this to ourselves—just for a little while. I don’t want to ruin what we have with everyone butting in.”
He could see where she was coming from. But he didn’t want to be anyone’s dirty little secret. It just wasn’t his style to sneak around. He always stood for his actions.
“Okay. I’ll give you two weeks. And then I’m making you mine. Officially, because I already think of you as mine.”
She clamped down on him, and he groaned. “Oh, you like that idea, eh?”
He moaned as she crossed her ankles behind his back, pulling him further in.
“Tell me,” he whispered against her throat before he nipped her.
“Ooh, Dec…”
“Tell me you’re mine, Bree…” He moved in and out of her with a leisurely pace. Enjoying the thrusts and pulls. He took the time to reward himself with every sigh and moan he coaxed from Bree. Every shudder she offered as he fingered her bundle of nerves.
He picked up his pace and bottomed out.
Bree bucked and thrashed as she came for him.
“Yes!”
Whether she’d agreed to be his or if it had been her orgasm talking, he took it. He was a patient man. Two weeks was nothing when it meant he could have Bree for the rest of their lives.
“I feel your chest shaking with laughter, you know. You can’t hide it.” Bree fake grumbled.
She pulled her head from her clasped hands on top of Dec’s chest. Declan turned his smiling face away, and she inwardly sighed. Joking around with Declan in bed was everything she’d ever wanted.
How long had she been lusting over him, anyway? All those casual late night calls that ended up in Bree taking care of her sexual frustration in her bathroom after hanging up with Dec. She finally had the real deal beneath her. Hmm. The realization gave her flutters.
She leaned in and gave his bare chest an open-mouthed kiss. She got on her knees in between his parted legs and worked her way down. She traced a path down to his dusky trail of hair with her tongue.
Having slept naked together in each other’s arms proved very useful in the morning. She grinned when his dick twitched the moment she blew on the head.
Playing with Dec was fun. It always had been fun between them. He didn’t show his goofy side to just anyone.
Bree had to work really hard to coax that first smile from of him when they were kids. She’d wanted to make the sad boy next door smile, and she didn’t stop nagging him with silly jokes until he cracked. But nowadays, she knew exactly which buttons to push.
Although, having fun in the bedroom was an entirely fresh setting. Finally, she could enjoy all of him.
She kissed the head of his hard length, and he groaned. He fisted her long curls with both hands into a ponytail. She looked over at his closed eyes and realized her teasing had been almost painful for him. His flushed cheeks made Bree smile.
She licked her lips and said, “Mmm.”
She took him into her hot mouth and Dec’s grip on her hair fastened.
“Oh, shit. I… oh shit…” he said.
She sucked at the tip and then swirled her tongue around him.
“Oh, yes. Just like that. Fuck.”
He bucked once, almost gagging her. That had been the exact reason she hadn’t tried this before. He quickly held still. “Sorry. It’s so good. I try to keep still, baby.”
She hummed around him, and he moaned again. The vibrations were probably too much. She pulled him out of her mouth and licked from the base to the tip. She glanced up at him and his eyes blazed with fire. “Fuck. I don’t even want to know how or who…” He closed his eyes and shook his head before letting it fall back onto his pillow.
“Just you. Only you.” She whispered, and she felt him getting even harder underneath her fingers.
“Fuuuck….”
She leaned in to pull him into her mouth again, when he suddenly hoisted her up by her armpits.
“Dec!”
“I want you riding me, Bree. Have your tits sway in my face.”
She giggled. She was sure he had an obsession with her breasts. She’d woken up with a hand between her legs and one engulfing her breast.
He placed her so; she could easily guide him inside of her. The way he pierced her, stretched her, was almost painful. She bit her lip and tentatively lowered herself a few inches more.
Declan took both breasts into his hands and pushed them together. He rolled her nipples between his thumb and index finger. Bree got wetter by the second. “Yes, Dec.”
“You like that? Like me playing with your nipples?”
He said in a low voice and when she locked eyes with him, their connection made her clamp down on him.
“Fuck, yeah.” He bucked up and couldn’t go any deeper.
A fine sheen of sweat covered Bree’s back by the time she rode him. His hips shot off the bed at the same moment Bree came down—hard.
“Yes!”
Over and over again, he kept pumping his hips up. He held her down against him, and she stared between their bodies, watching him push and pull.
“I’m so close…”
“I know, Love. I can feel it. Come for me.”
She leaned her upper body over his and kissed him. Her heart lay on top of his, beating its own erratic drum. He palmed her cheeks, and they stared in each other’s eyes. His hot breath touched her lips after they broke free from their kiss.
“I’m coming….” She moaned. Goosebumps traveled her skin and her head felt light. She raced him to orgasm. His hands fell down and grabbed her hips again.
“Yes…” Declan groaned his release.
His thrusts slowed down and Bree came down from her high.
He kissed her nose, and she smiled.
“Wow.” They both said.
Bree giggled and Dec almost slipped from inside her.
“I’m going to the bathroom.”
He let go of her hips and gave her butt a playful slap when she got out of the bed. She smiled over her shoulder and her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him.
Like a male model, he laid in her bed with his arm behind his head. She took her fill of his mussed raven hair, his strong pecs and hard abs. When she trailed her eyes back up to his gray eyes, he winked at her. She shook her head, smiling and closed the bathroom door so she could clean herself up.
“Shall I make us some breakfast?” He called out from the bedroom.
“Sure. What time is it?” She turned to her mirror and smiled at her reflection. Messy hair and pink cheeks. Waking up with Dec did wonders for her complexion.
“Almost seven. Shall I drop you off at work?”
Bree cracked the bathroom door and found Declan smirking at her.
“Why are you so shy? Let me see your beautiful body, Bree.”
Her heart rate picked up, and she almost caved. But then she remembered the time. “Shit. I need to hurry. It’s my turn to pick up Kate today.”
She turned and jumped into her shower stall. She waited for the water to warm and made quick work of showering. She’d left her hair dry. No time.
When she walked back into her bedroom, she spotted her phone lighting up with a message.
GWENN: And?
Her sister had urged Bree to reach out to Dec last night since she was staying the night at Cait’s apartment. Bree smiled and shot Gwenn a quick text.
BREE: You should consider a new profession ;-)
Bree laughed when her sister immediately replied.
GWENN: Dentist?
She let out a snort giggle.
BREE: Eh, I was thinking of matchmaker… Why dentist?
GWENN: Because it’s like pulling teeth with you. Did he come over last night or not?
Bree put on her underwear and pulled on one of her favorite dresses. She picked up her phone again and replied,
BREE: Yes. And I’ll tell you all about it tonight. LY.
GWENN: FINALLY
GWENN: LY