Chapters (108)
- Dedication
- 1. Declan
- Declan
- 2. Hannah
- Hannah
- 3. Hannah
- Hannah
- 4. Hannah
- Hannah
- 5. Declan
- Declan
- 6. Hannah
- Hannah
- 7. Declan
- Declan
- 8. Declan
- Declan
- 9. Hannah
- Hannah
- 10. Declan
- Declan
- 11. Hannah
- Hannah
- 12. Declan
- Declan
- 13. Hannah
- Hannah
- 14. Declan
- Declan
- 15. Hannah
- Hannah
- 16. Hannah
- Hannah
- 17. Declan
- Declan
- 18. Hannah
- Hannah
- 19. Hannah
- Hannah
- 20. Hannah
- Hannah
- 21. Declan
- Declan
- 22. Hannah
- Hannah
- 23. Declan
- Declan
- 24. Hannah
- Hannah
- 25. Declan
- Declan
- 26. Hannah
- Hannah
- 27. Declan
- Declan
- 28. Hannah
- Hannah
- 29. Declan
- Declan
- 30. Hannah
- Hannah
- 31. Declan
- Declan
- 32. Hannah
- Hannah
- 33. Hannah
- Hannah
- 34. Declan
- Declan
- 35. Hannah
- Hannah
- 36. Declan
- Declan
- 37. Hannah
- Hannah
- 38. Declan
- Declan
- 39. Hannah
- Hannah
- 40. Declan
- Declan
- 41. Hannah
- Hannah
- 42. Declan
- Declan
- 43. Hannah
- Hannah
- 44. Declan
- Declan
- 45. Hannah
- Hannah
- 46. Hannah
- Hannah
- 47. Declan
- Declan
- 48. Hannah
- Hannah
- 49. Declan
- Declan
- 50. Hannah
- Hannah
- 51. Declan
- Declan
- Epilogue
- Hannah
- Epilogue Two
- Grant
- Books by Nikki Lawson
Now that my mouth is on her, she doesn’t seem to want it to end any more than I do. I flatten my tongue and drag it in long, slow circles around her clit, then suck it gently between my teeth to hold it in place and tease it with flicks of my tongue.
“Oh my god,” Hannah whimpers breathlessly, and I feel her tensing beneath me like she’s already getting close, like she’s using every ounce of will she has to hold herself back.
“Tell me how badly you want to come,” I order her as I drag my tongue from her clit up to her hood piercing and ever so gently use my teeth to tug on it.
But the only thing that comes out of her mouth is a ragged moan as an orgasm crashes over her and her legs wrap tighter around my neck, burying my face in her pussy as she soaks it.
I’m in heaven, and I never want to come up for air.
26. Hannah
Chapter 26
Hannah
My trembling muscles slowly uncoil as I come down from the soaring heights Declan brought me to with his tongue, but he keeps licking and sucking at me gently, making me jolt with aftershocks. I don’t know where I went for those few moments while he shattered me to pieces, but I feel like I’m coming back into my body after floating somewhere else—except every nerve ending between my legs feels alive with sensation.
I lie there staring at the ceiling as I try to catch my breath and still my racing heart, almost unable to believe this is finally happening again. It’s been next to impossible to keep my mind off having sex with him again, and he hasn’t been making it any easier with the way he’s been talking to and treating me lately. From the charged truth-or-dare game at the bar to his knowing looks after he caught me touching myself in the shower at the studio, it’s like he’s been seducing me, inching me closer to crossing a line that we can’t come back from.
Maybe it was inevitable that we’d eventually leap over that line, and maybe this is just a release for all the tension that’s been swirling between us like heat from a wildfire, but I don’t really care what it means or what happens after this. Whatever the price is, I’ll pay it, because all I know is that I want him so fucking badly that I can’t stand it anymore, and judging from the way he just devoured me, the feeling is clearly mutual.