“Tell me how it feels,” he demands, his fingers digging into my ass as he holds me in place against the door. “Tell me what I do to you.”

“You make me feel everything.” My toes curl inside my shoes, my legs tightening around his waist as heat starts to spread low in my belly. “Please, Declan, I… I want to feel you come inside me.”

He growls in response and crushes his lips against mine, stealing the breath from my lungs. “Not until you come again,” he growls. “I want to feel you squeeze my cock when you fall apart. It’s the best fucking feeling in the world. “

A needy sound escapes my lips, and I nod. I’m riding on a current of pure sensation, helpless against the sensations rising up inside me. When he left me worked up and unsatisfied after eating me out, I remember thinking that it would make the inevitable orgasm that much better—but I had no idea how right I was.

It’s as if all the arousal that’s been simmering in me for the entire evening is finally bubbling over, like steam trapped in a pot for too long, and even after coming once, I’m still desperate for more. I’m so turned on that I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.

I cling to Declan as he fucks me harder, pressing my face into his shoulder to muffle my sounds, which I know are getting louder. The rhythmic sound of our bodies colliding fills the room, and I’m certain anyone passing by would be able to guess exactly what’s happening in here. But it feels so incredible that I honestly can’t bring myself to care who might hear us.

I’m already racing toward another climax, and all that matters is that he doesn’t stop.

“That’s it,” Declan encourages as my inner walls squeeze around him. “Give it to me, hummingbird. I can feel how close you are.”

He slams into me again, making me cry out as he pushes me over the edge for a second time. The intensity of the orgasm overwhelms me, and I have to bite down hard on my lip to keep from screaming. He takes another deep thrust, making me whimper, and his eyes lock with mine as we both gasp for breath.

“That’s it, hummingbird,” he rasps. “Let me hear those sweet little sounds. I want everyone to know who’s making you feel this good.”

His words send a jolt of electric heat through me, and my mouth falls open as another wave of pleasure crashes over me, my third orgasm arriving right on the heels of the second.

“You’re fucking perfect,” he groans, pressing me against the door as he grinds against me. “So gorgeous when you come for me. So fucking tight.”