Waking Up by Arianna Hart Read Free Book Online

It’s more a general feeling of distress, or fear.”
    “Or desire?” she asked, moving into him.
    The silk of her robe glided across his chest like a hundred tiny caresses. He could feel her need but it wasn’t the mindless lust of before. There was something off about it, but when she slipped her hand past the waistband of his boxers and grasped his dick, he didn’t delve into the motivation, he just enjoyed the results.
    “I do like a man who recovers quickly.”
    She stroked his length, teasing the tip with her fingernails. He thought about moving them inside before things got out of hand, but the reckless light in her eyes made him reconsider.
    Yanking her closer, he closed the distance between them and captured her mouth. Sensing she wanted a hot, angry fucking and not a gentle love making, he held nothing back. He didn’t just kiss her, he devoured her. This was no delicate teasing of lips and tongue, this was a war. He challenged her to fight for the upper hand in this passion play.
    Ciara answered his challenge with gusto. She bit his lower lip and sucked it into her mouth. Her leg slid up his thigh and wrapped around his waist, opening her to him.
    Declan didn’t tease or flutter around her opening, he thrust his finger into her dripping wet pussy. She let out a muffled shout and arched her hips into him, driving him deeper inside her hot channel.
    Knowing she wanted it hard, he added a second finger and pumped his hand harder. Every time he drove into her, he flicked her nubbin with his thumb. She let out little pants as he abandoned her mouth for the delectable feast of her throat.
    When he sensed her orgasm coming, he bit down where her shoulder met her neck and thrust a third finger into her sheath. She threw her head back as her body spasmed and her pussy drenched his hand.
    Without giving her a chance to recover, he spun her around until she faced the railing of the balcony.
    “Hold on, love, we’re not done yet.”
    He eased her feet apart and slid his hands up her thighs until her luscious ass was exposed. Using the moisture that still coated his hands, he slipped his fingers between the lush globes until he could trace her sensitive opening. He teased the nerve-rich spot, pressing just enough to pleasure her.
    A breeze gusted by and she shivered, but he didn’t think it was from cold. The sensation of being mostly naked outdoors added another flavor to the experience. He freed himself from his boxers and trailed the head of his cock between her butt cheeks.
    Leaning in close he whispered in her ear. “Don’t make a sound. We’re exposed to the whole city, not to mention any of your neighbors enjoying the night air. If you hold perfectly still and stay quiet, they’ll never know what we’re up to.”
    Ciara nodded her agreement. Her face was flushed and her eyes wide with desire. Declan longed to trace her face with kisses but that would have to wait until later. His lady didn’t want a long, slow lovemaking. She wanted him to fuck her brains out.
    He was happy to oblige.
    Declan bent her lower over the railing until her ass was sticking in the air, framed by the dark silk of her robe. She moaned as he pushed her legs a little farther apart, opening her up even more.
    “Bad girl, I said not to make a sound,” he whispered in her ear before taking the lobe between his teeth. Gently, he stroked her ass, then quickly slapped both cheeks, lightly stinging them.
    She gasped and thrust her butt higher in the air. He didn’t need any more invitation to drive his cock into her waiting pussy.
    She clamped around him like a vice and he suspected he’d played the game a little too long. Muffled whimpers came from her and he saw she had the sleeve of her robe clamped between her teeth.
    “You have to be quiet, remember?” He pulled out until only the very tip of his cock brushed against her.
    She nodded her head. He could see her white-knuckled grip on the railing and her robe stuck to the sweat