Page 145 of My Husband Problem

I feel a tear escape the corner of my eye and trail toward my hairline. He presses a kiss there and says softly, “I’ve got you, Astrid.”

And I might have broken down in sobs if he didn’t immediately lift one hand to cup my breast, while lowering his mouth to the other, playing with my nipples and ratcheting up the heat and need in my core.

“You are so fucking gorgeous,” he tells me as he sucks and licks and nips lightly.

I wiggle and writhe against him. “You are too,” I manage.

After I’m wet and whimpering from his teasing, he continues down my body, pressing kisses and giving me light nips on my ribs and stomach.

He finally kisses over my mound, then finds my clit with his tongue. He gives me a lick. “I’m going to be here for a little while,” he says roughly.

I lift my hips encouraging him.

He chuckles. “Yes, I know what this greedy pussy needs.”

He moves lower, and I have to stretch my thighs wider to accommodate his shoulders. He uses his thumbs to spread me open, then gives me a long, firm lick, making me cry out.

“I love that sound.” He does it again, and again, then sucks lightly.

“God, Declan,” I moan.

“Are you going to give me some quick fireworks or am I going to have to work at it?” he teases lightly. He moves his tongue down to my opening, tracing his tongue all the way around before giving me a long lick and growling at the taste. “My favorite flavor.”

“More,please.” I’m already begging, and we just got started.

He returns to my clit, flicking his tongue faster now, and I feel his thumb move to my opening where he massages gently. I relax and press closer.

“That’s my girl,” he praises.

His words make me relax even more, and he slides his thumb into me.

I feel my muscles tighten around him, but not in the oh-no-this-is-painful way. This is very much in the I-wish-that-was-bigger way.

“You’re doing so good, Astrid.”

“It feels so good,” I tell him. “I want more. I need more.”

“I will give you everything you need,” he promises. “Let me get you ready. Come for me.”

“I’m so ready.” I sound like I am on the verge of crying, but it’s just all so good.

“But I need you to take my cock,” he reminds me.

I know he says it just because he knows how much I love to hear him say the word ‘cock’, and he knows because when he says it, my muscles clench around his finger and try to pull him deeper.

“Do you want that, you beautiful thing? I can’t wait to sink deep inside you, Astrid. I can’t wait to feel this hot, needy heat around me. It will be so good for both of us.”

“I know.” I’m having a hard time catching my breath. “I want it so much, Declan.”

“And you’re going to have it.” He thrusts his thumb faster at the same time he leans in and licks my clit, and suddenly stars explode behind my eyes, and I’m coming, clenching around his finger and coating his hand.

“Good girl. That’s my very good girl,” he murmurs, shifting slightly and moving so that he can slide a finger into me. “That’s one.”

I shake my head. “I want you. I want your cock now.”

“Give me another one,” he says. “I need you hot and wet, and all stretched out.”

I move my legs apart, even as I protest. “Dec.Please.”