I Don't Feel Jealous

I hiss as he slips out of me, sore from how quick and hard he fucked me.

He stays between my legs, above me, and with his fingers tucking my hair behind my ears. My chest heaves and I frown at his words.

“Declan,” I say softly, searching his eyes.

He hums, brushing his thumb over my hip. My skin breaks out in goosebumps, my insides craving for an orgasm.

“Are you really okay with this?”

He rais