Impossibly (Dante’s Nine MC #1)(38)
Author: Colleen Masters

“I’m sure there’s some sort of explanation,” I tell myself. There has to be some good reason for Declan’s stockpile of deadly weapons. Maybe one of the companies he invests in makes recreational firearms, and he’s trying out the merchandise? Maybe he’s a doomsday prepper? Or…OK, I don’t actually have any legitimate guesses. But a girl can hope. Maybe my ever more mysterious lover will be able to shed some light on the subject when he wakes up.

Lover. The word rolls around sensuously in my mind. The events of last night pop into my thoughts like fireworks, each more delicious than the next. I remember Declan’s hands roving all over my body, the unimaginable sensation of taking him inside of me for the first time. Kelly was right—I don’t feel like a different person. Nothing has magically transformed in me, now that I’ve slept with a man for the first time. What has changed, though, is my need for Declan Tiberi. Having had him once, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let him go.

I run my own hands along my slender stomach, my round breasts. My body is still sparking with sensation after last night. Every little touch feels magnified. As the sound of the shower echoes off the cavernous bathroom’s corners, I lean against the wall of the shower. Closing my eyes, I let myself get lost in memories of last night. I imagine Declan’s gorgeous face inches away from my own. I remember how his tongue flicked against my skin, caressed every inch of me—

“Mind if I join you?” asks a sexy, sleepy voice from above.

I jerk back to the present, blinking up into the warm mist. Declan is framed by the shower door, smiling down at me. And, of course, he’s totally naked. I stare, transfixed, as that beautiful body eases into the shower beside me.

“Good morning,” he says, lifting me into his arms.

“M-morning,” I stammer, unsure of what one says to the man she’s just lost her virginity to…who also happens to have quite a few guns and various other killing machines locked away in his home.

“How do you feel?” he asks softly, pushing a strand of wet hair away from my eyes. “I hope that last night was everything you hoped.”

“I feel…amazing, and a little sore,” I tell him honestly, “Declan, last night was just…perfect.”

“For me too,” he says, letting his hands fall on my hips, “You have no idea how important it was for me that you enjoyed yourself. It’s all I wanted, to make you happy.”

“‘Enjoyed myself’ is a bit of an understatement,” I grin, leaning into his arms.

“Even better,” he smiles, “Showing a gorgeous, brilliant woman exactly how wonderful it can be, having someone to touch. Kiss. Lick…”

I can feel that he’s hard, even now. And despite all the questions I have about the stockpile of weapons I just came across, there’s no way I’m going to bring them up now. He’s like a glowing beacon, this man, and I’m just a moth moving ceaselessly toward his light. I couldn’t turn away if I tried. Not that I’d ever want to. Just when I thought that I couldn’t possibly feel more turned on, my every cell rallies to him.

“I hope you had as good a time as I did,” I say, my voice low and lusty.

“Are you kidding?” Declan asks, running his hands along my sides, “I’ve never met a woman quite like you, Kassie. Someone who can turn me on with one touch.”

“One touch?” I ask, bringing my hands to his thick, stiff cock. “You mean…something like this?”

“Just like that,” he groans, planting his hands on the shower wall to steady himself.

I run my fingers along the sensitive length of him, marveling at the sight of such an impressive cock. I’ve never once thought that a man’s…manhood could be beautiful. But Declan’s? It’s like a work of art. A fine sculpture, maybe. A high-performance automobile. Or perhaps something a bit tastier than all that…

“Kassie,” he groans, as I sink down onto my knees before him. He can guess at what I want, the sudden urge that’s claimed me.

“May I?” I ask, cupping his firm balls in one hand as I stoke along the length of him, “I want to know how you taste.”

“Fuck yes,” he says. “You don’t ever have to ask—”

“I want you to tell me to suck it,” I insist.

“Suck my cock,” he says, his voice deep. “I want to feel your throat.”

His salacious words light a fucking fire deep inside my core. I keep my eyes on his as I bring my lips slowly to his rock hard member. He sucks in a breath as I let my tongue trail all along the ridge of his swollen head. I wrap my lips around the tip of him, sucking gently. Declan arches his back, his eyes screwed up in bliss.

“I never thought I’d say this…” I tell him, “But I love your cock, Declan. Is that even all right to say out loud?”

“It’s sexy as hell, is what it is,” he tells me.

There’s no way I could ever fit his entirety in my mouth. It’s far too huge to even think of. I wrap both hands around his shaft and work them up and down as I take more and more of him into my mouth; desperate to fit him as far back in my throat as I can. My tongue glances against him as I lose myself in his taste, the feel of him inside of me once more. He bucks his hips, leaning into my caress. I can feel him growing harder, the longer I go on.

He throbs against my tongue as I ease him further in. I wish I could take all of him, but it’s enough just to have his taste dance across my tongue. I’ve never let a man finish in my mouth before, always insisted they pull out. But for this man? I might just make an exception. Not yet, though. I want to hold him here, right at the height of pleasure.

“Kassie,” he breathes, “I’m close—”

“Good,” I murmur, letting his cock slip out of my mouth. I have a better idea for this particular romp in the shower.

I stand before him and turn my back, leaning my forearms against the shower wall. I curve my spine, tipping my firm ass into the air. A low growl escapes Declan’s throat as he catches my meaning, and I feel his hands run down along my back.

“Jesus,” he says, closing the space between us, “Just when I think you can’t get any sexier, you just keep on proving me wrong.”

“Just fuck me,” I grin.

I gasp as I feel his throbbing member pressing against me. What will it be like, taking him this way? I hold my breath as I feel him slipping up inside of me from behind. My last night’s orgasm rears up to greet me again as Declan drives into my body. I cry out, amazed at how deeply I can feel him. It’s like he’s going to go right through me. I thought that I’d felt the very edges of where he could take me last night, but I know now that Declan has so much more to show me. So much more to teach me.