his large arms around her, holding her on his lap. She would admit it, but it felt amazing. Their bodies seemed to mold with one another – flawlessly.
Shifting the camera to the right, she tried different angles. She didn't necessarily need ten photos of the two of them, but it would be nice to look back on once they went their separate ways tonight. Ash she curled up into his arms, Declan placed a sweet kiss on her cheek as she clicked away. Her cheeks flared red as she clearly felt his erection growing beneath her leg. Hello, big boy!
"Here. I want to take a few, too. Quit hogging up my camera time," Declan asserted as he shifted to pull out his phone from his pocket, trying desperately to ignore the fact that he had a raging hard on. Brushing off his tender kiss, they took a few cheesy pictures and a few funny, regal pictures as well. When he swiveled to allow her to rest in the crock of his neck, she looked up to see his expression. Staring down at her, his eyes grew hungry, and his lips yearned to be kissed.
Declan may have played it cool with his smooth, gentle kiss, but she, on the other hand, will be going straight for his delectable lips. She delicately placed her hands on either side of his face and pulled him in close. The room faded away, while the clicking of the camera kept going, freeing her to slowly pull Declan's lips to rest on her own. If she thought is hands were soft, his lips definitely gave them a run for their money.
Declan swept his tongue ever so softy over her bottom lip, not before taking a nip sending a chill up her arms. Giving her the green light, she dove in headfirst. How his ex could have let him go was beyond her. Their kiss wasn't hungry or rushed, but she felt all the way from her toes, to her tongue. Suddenly realizing they must have been drawing attention, she begrudgingly pulled away even though her body was saying, hell no.
"I didn't see that one coming," Declan said, hovering over her lips.
"Your ex was a moron," she said, not realizing how harsh that might have sounded. Yes, Declan had proclaimed his hatred for her, but that didn't give her permission to beat her down. But she was a moron. Just from his kiss alone, she wanted to see what else this tattooed man had to offer.
"Thank goodness. I thought I had lost my touch," he smirked giving her a wicked grin from underneath his sexy beard.
"Sweetheart, you haven't lost a damn thing. If anything, I think the abstinence from the ex has made you a connoisseur of sorts. I think we may need to check out your other skills - make sure you haven't lost your mojo. How does that sound?"
"I couldn't think of a better way to end an already perfect night," Declan grunted while he dipped down to nip her lip again. He was incredibly sexy and she was in for an adventure.
"I need to do one thing first," she moaned with anticipation. Grabbing her phone, she swiped the screen, lighting up the last picture of Declan and her. "Here, put your number in my phone. All the numbers seem to be a little fuzzy to me."
"Call mine so I have your number as well." As soon as his ringer went off, she had to laugh. He had programmed his phone to play, "Your Body Is A Wonderland" by John Mayer. "I swear I did not program that! My ex must truly hate me."
"Likely excuse, sir," she giggled while she grabbed her things. After he entered the number, she pulled up the last text from Cory, and attached the picture of Dec kissing her cheek. Without any hesitation, she typed "I'm not going home alone tonight. Fuck off, Cory. Have a great life."
3
“Sometimes assholes, are just assholes.”
" D o you mind if we go to you place? I haven't exactly moved out of my apartment yet. I'm pretty sure my ex is not going to like sharing a bed with another woman. Although, I could be wrong. Let’s not chance it though, unless you're into that sort of thing," he stated with raised eyebrow.
"I don't mind at all. And I could get down with a threesome. Just not the first time