Declare (Declan Reede: The Untold Story #4) Read Online Free

reminded me of Danny’s words from the New Year’s party just days earlier. Something told me there was a lot more in store in the next chapter of my life.
    Bring on the new season.

 
    CHAPTER TWO: MINI MOMENTS
     
    THE ALARM BLARED loudly, interrupting my peace. There had to be something wrong, because there was no fucking way in hell I needed to get up when it was still dark outside. Especially not when I’d been up unpacking the car until late the night before; the aches in my body were testament to the work.
    I lifted my head off the pillow and growled at my phone, trying to intimidate it into silent submission. When that didn’t work, I unwrapped one arm from Alyssa and reached for my phone, sliding to snooze the alarm and ending the horrid sound. I groaned, dropped my head back onto the pillow, and prepared to go back to sleep.
    “Come on,” Alyssa murmured beside me, nudging my shoulder. “You have to get up.”
    “Don’t wanna,” I muttered as I moved closer to her side. I wanted nothing more than to pull the blanket over my head, curl around Alyssa, and forget about the rest of the world.
    Alyssa broke that desire by pulling away from me, sitting up, and pushing the blanket off us both.
    “Fucking hell,” I murmured. “It’s too early to be up.”
    She chuckled beside me before leaning over and kissing my cheek. “You’ve just gone soft with all the sleeping in that you’ve been doing lately.”
    “Fuck off!” I said. “I’m as hard as ever.”
    I grabbed her hand and pressed it against my morning wood, just to prove my point.
    Alyssa surprised me by tightening her hand around my length and giving it a gentle rub.
    “Oh, baby, that feels good,” I moaned.
    She giggled before letting go of me and climbing out of bed, tugging the blanket back up over her side of the bed. As she moved, her short baby-doll nightie pulled up, revealing her boy-leg panties. The sight of her perfect, pert arse covered by the black cotton made my mouth water.
    Once her side of the bed was made, she leaned forward, giving me a glimpse down her top at the creamy skin of her breasts.
    “I’m going to have a shower,” she said as she headed for the door to the en suite. She turned back around to look at me and ripped off her little dress. Her nipples were already standing to attention, begging to be licked. “You know,” she continued, “it seems a shame to waste all that room under there. That huge shower really is far too big for just one person.”
    I was out of the bed and across the room in less than a second, all fatigue gone with the promise of shower sex with my personal goddess. I clasped her thighs in my hands and wrapped her legs around my waist as my mouth found hers. It was exactly the reason the alarm was set so early, so that I had a few moments to spend with Alyssa and Phoebe before I had to go to work.
    Alyssa wasn’t due to start her new job for another week, when Pembletons, the firm she’d be working with, opened again after their Christmas closure.
    Holding her tight, I carried her into the en suite, pressing her roughly against the wall in my desperation to taste her. Once I had her pinned securely, I took one of her breasts into my mouth and tasted her skin—she was sweetness and honey, just like always.
    Releasing her from my hold, I slid her underwear down her legs, slowly following them to the floor. I paused along the way to kiss her breasts, then her stomach and one of her thighs before pulling her panties off completely. Once she was naked, I ran my tongue over her thigh.
    “Oh, God,” she panted as my mouth trailed from her thigh to her pussy. She reached for my hair and guided me closer. When she shifted slightly, widening her stance, I slipped a finger into the mix. Even though I had her panting for more, she sighed and gently pushed me away.
    I growled and gripped her hips tighter, refusing to let her out of my hold.
    “Shower first.” She laughed as she pulled away from me.