Terms and Conditions (Dreamland Billionaires, #2)(98)

My eyes widen. We haven’t talked about condoms ever since our conversation a couple of weeks ago when Declan walked out on me in the middle of our argument. Neither one of us has dared to broach the subject, so we haven’t stopped using them.

“Are you suggesting…” My voice trails off. I can’t even get the words out.

“I’m ready whenever you are to get started on your little soccer team.”

“Who said anything about a soccer team?”

“You did.”

“What? When?”

“If I’m not mistaken, I believe you said you wanted a whole minivan of kids.”

I’m not sure I’m even breathing as I speak up. “But we only agreed to one child.”

“Plans change.”

“You didn’t even want one child. How do you expect me to believe you want a whole soccer team now?”

“I do because it would make you happy.”

“That’s not why people should have children. They’re a lifelong commitment—”

He presses his lips against mine to shut me up. “Exactly.”

“But—”

He kisses me again, and my body melts into the mattress.

“We could have one kid or five, so long as you only have them with me.

I’ll give you the minivan life, solely if you want it.”

“What if I’m not ready? What if this is all too much all at once and I can’t handle a new relationship and a new baby?”

His throat bobs. “Then we wait.”

“Even if it means holding off on you becoming CEO?”

“Even then.”

I’m hit with a wave of emotion so strong, my eyes glisten. A single tear slips down my face before landing on the pillow beneath me. Never in a million years did I expect to hear those words come out of his mouth.

He kisses me until my lips tingle and my legs tremble around his waist.

Our clothes land in a pile on the floor next. When he reaches for a condom on the dresser, I cover his hand with mine and shake my head.

“Are you sure?” He looks down at me with a pinched expression.

I nod, afraid to speak. He groans as he kisses me, this time with enough heat to set my lips on fire. His movements are unhurried as he touches my body like it’s the very first time.

I feel cherished as his lips kiss a path from my mouth to my chest. He draws my nipple into his mouth, teasing the tip with his tongue. I jolt from the zing that shoots down my spine. His throat vibrates against my skin as he laughs, but his amusement disappears as his mouth returns to torturing my breast. He moves on to the other, focusing all his attention on pushing me to insanity.

I rub against him, trying to seek relief. Pressure builds inside of me from just him sucking, licking, and nipping at my breasts, but I’m not able to find my release.

I groan from frustration and pull on his hair.

“Someone’s impatient.”

“Someone’s about to finish this themselves if you don’t keep moving.”

His laugh fills me with a different kind of warmth than the one bubbling in my lower belly. He crawls down the bed, making a mess of our sheets as he spreads my legs wide. Our gazes stay locked as he sinks his tongue inside of me. My back arches, but his hand holds me flat against the bed as he fucks me with his tongue.

Will it always feel this good?

His chuckle sends another vibration up my body, and I realize I must have said it aloud.

“Only with you.” His fingers tease me, working in unison with his tongue as he draws my pleasure from me with each thrust. His thumb rubs against my clit, and I groan as my orgasm hits me.

Declan doesn’t stop until I lay helplessly on the bed, splayed out and waiting for him.

“You’re beautiful.” He crawls over me and cups my face. His hands shove my legs apart even wider, giving him room to settle between them.

“I could spend the rest of forever with you and it still wouldn’t be enough time to finish everything I have planned for us.”

“That’s a lot of plans.”

“Let’s start with this one first.”

I shiver as he lines his cock up at my entrance. He drags the tip back and forth, collecting my arousal with each swipe. His shuddery breath fills me with pride.

I wrap my legs around him, encouraging him to continue.

“Are you sure about this?” His voice is hesitant.

“Only if you are.”

“I don’t deserve you. Never have and never will, so long as I live.”

“You are worthy of good things.”

Our eyes don’t leave one another as his cock fills me inch by inch. We both shake as he seats himself inside of me, and his eyes screw shut as he takes a deep breath.

“Fuck,” he speaks between gritted teeth.

Fuck is right. I’m afraid he might not move again, but he seems to get better control over himself and starts to pump in and out.

With each snap of his hips, I climb higher. His movements are crazed.

Uncontrolled. Primal in a way I’ve never experienced before. My head spins from all the sensations happening at once. A feeling of weightlessness takes over me, and it feels like I am having an out-of-body experience.

Declan seems to be right there with me. His eyes are pitch black as he drives into my body like he owns it, leaving bruises where his hands hold me in the right position for his pleasure. It makes me feel used in the best kind of way.