by Claire Ayres
Taking her mouth in a bruising kiss he rips all breath from her lungs, this is the kiss she’s been waiting for. The one which says You’re mine. Blair opens her eyes and Mark is staring back at her, real and genuine. She knows now what they have is real. She needs to throw away her concerns about this only being a few days in and embrace the fact Mark is giving her something real. As she has the thought he leans in and kisses her again. This time it’s tender and loving, he takes his time before pulling back and staring at Blair and smiling.
“Morning beautiful.” He cups her face in his hands, their faces an inch apart.
“Good Morning.” She lifts her head up to kiss him and they collapse together with the passion reignited, becoming a tangle of arms and legs, all control lost.
Blair flips them over putting herself on top of Mark, as she pulls away from the kiss she smiles down at him slowly pulling off her tank top until she looks down at him naked. “Now where were we?” She teases, her voice husky with desire. Leaning forward she starts to kiss Mark’s chest, making sure not to miss anywhere, moving across then down, her lips, tongue, and teeth enjoying every bit of his body on the way down to his cock. She loosens his jogging bottoms and removes them, swiftly getting back to her job of kissing her way around his body. Ensuring everywhere near his cock gets the treatment, his fully erect cock brushing up against her hands and face as she works, not being given any of the attention. Mark lets out a primal sounding growl and grinds his hips.
Blair looks up at him through her lashes and smiles before licking his cock all the way up the shaft, then laying small kisses back down it. Mark groans and puts his hands over his eyes and Blair chuckles. Paybacks a bitch. Placing her mouth over the head, she pauses there letting her tongue play a little before she moves down and starts to take him in deeper and using her tongue to create lubrication, Mark goes deeper into her throat than she’s ever known before and it feels natural as his hands come down around her head, softly holding her joining them completely. His cock is sending heat through her like she’s never known.
“OK, stop. Please.” He says and she pulls away, frowning. “I need to be inside you, babe. Right. Fucking Now.”
And he flips her back over, taking a condom, he puts it on and not breaking eye contact he plunges inside of her. Filling her up while she wraps herself around him. They become one, and Blair realises she is OK with this. She’s OK with the fact she’s taking a risk on something which might blow up in her face because for the first time in years she is happy, and Mark is the reason, he’s blown into her life out of nowhere and made her feel again and she knows it can’t be a bad thing.
As they both climax, clinging to each other, holding each other, and gazing deeply into each other’s eyes. Blair holds onto her epiphany and promises herself she won’t get spooked.
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Sitting in a hire car a few hours later, Blair is badgering Mark to tell her where they are going he stays tight-lipped, chuckling at her continued pestering.
“I keep telling you it’s a surprise.” He chuckles, and they speed down the motorway.
“I keep telling you I don’t like surprises.” She says placing her hand on his thigh, and leaning across the car to place a kiss on his cheek.
“You weren’t complaining about surprises when I surprised you this morning.” He retorts a bright spark in his eye, removing her hand and entwining her fingers with his own.
“You got me there.” Blair turns and stares out of the window at the passing fields and wonders where they are going.
A few hours later they pulled up to a beautiful house in the countryside in Sussex. Mark gets out of the car and gestures to Blair, taking her hand when they were side by side. A woman opens the door, tall with long dark hair and she smiles warmly at Mark.
“You’re here. It’s good to see you.” Mark drops Blair’s hand and walks to the woman giving her a big hug.
“Hello Jane, It’s good to see you. This is Blair.” He turns and takes Blair’s hand again “Blair, this is my sister, Jane.” Blair’s mouth momentarily drops before she remembers her manners and smiles and shakes Jane’s hand.
“It’s lovely to meet you, Blair.” Jane gushes. “Mark has never introduced me to a girlfriend, you must be special.”
“Jane!” Mark interrupts, a tone of warning mixed with panic rushing through his voice.
“Oh, well. It’s nice to meet you.” Blair feels a little lost for words.
“Is everything ready?” Mark asks and Jane nods
“Yes, you know where you’re going. I will see you later.” And she turns to go back inside her house waving.
“Mark, why didn’t you tell me we were meeting your sister? I was a little blindsided there.” Blair asks and Mark pulls her into his side while they walk kissing the top of her head.
“I’m sorry, I was caught up in the surprise and I forgot my Sister. Forgive me?”
Blair sighs wrapping her arms around him. “Of course, I do.”
As they follow the path around the house Mark stops and turns them so they are facing each other. “You told me something which made me think of doing this to surprise you. I hope you don’t mind and you enjoy it. You truly make me happy Blair, and I want to do things to make you happy, I don’t want to only have dates with you which are the norm, I want to go above and beyond and show you I listen and I care about what matters to you.”
Blair’s heart is overflowing, after her epiphany earlier in the day, to hear him saying these things is exactly what she needs. She’s taking a risk trusting him, and she needs the reassurance he is offering.
“I know Mark, I want to do the same for you. I want to learn all there is to learn about you, I want to spend time with you, whether it’s hanging out at home talking and watching movies or doing crazy things like this.” She smiles at him then throws her arms around his neck, his arms hooking around her waist, and they kiss.
They continue following the path around the corner and Blair stops and gasps when a huge, well kitted out stable comes into sight. Her hand over her mouth, tears in her eyes. She turns and looks at Mark who has stopped walking a few paces in front of her. They stare into each other’s eyes for some time before she speaks. “You brought me to see horses?”
He places a hand on her shoulder and shakes his head. “No, I brought you to go riding.” Blair hugs Mark and they continue walking toward the stables as he talks. “When you told me your memory of riding and said you didn’t ride anymore I thought this would be perfect. My sister has horses, we could come and have some time together, rekindle your love of riding as well.”
“Thank you. This is really thoughtful.” Blair kisses his hand which is entwined with hers. He doesn’t know the bad memories she has associated with riding, the bullying she endured at the hands of the other girls at the riding school or that her Dad put increasing pressure on her to be the best until all the fun was sucked out of it. This is a genuinely wonderful thought from Mark and she’s going to stick with the thought and enjoy this. She doesn’t have anything to prove today, nobody expects anything from her, she doesn’t have to win anything or achieve anything, she has to be present and enjoy herself.
Mark leads the horse out which are already tacked up, “This is Caine, he’s for you. Despite his name, he’s a good guy and Jane said he’ll be perfect for you. Mine is called Fancy Pants, I’m fairly sure Jane is trying to say something with this one.” Blair can’t stop herself from laughing, taking the reins to Caine she says hello before swinging herself up onto his back. It really is like riding a bike she thinks to herself.
Chapter Nine
Mark
As we ride back into the stables I take a second to glance over at Blair, her cheeks are flushed, and she is laughing, unrestrained as she leans forward to stroke Caine’s neck and whispers something in his ear. She glances over and catches me looking at her and smiles a full smile which reaches her eyes which are glistening in the sunlight setting a fire alight in my stomac
h.
We dismount and lead both horses back to the stables in silence, stealing glances at each other in stables opposite each other while we remove the tack and brush the animals down. The only thought running through my mind is how I want to touch her, be close to her. First though, I have to look after my Sister’s horse.
When I finish I step outside locking the stable door and I lean against the wood watching Blair finishing up, looking at the round of her ass when she bends over to pick his hoof and I have to restrain the groan which accompanies my growing dick. I adjust my jeans and smile when she turns and comes out of her stable, locking and leaning against it, staring at me, smiling.
“Thanks for today” is all she says, rubbing her hands on her thighs. The tension is thick in the air and I am holding on by a thread. I push away from the wall I’ve been leaning against and take the few steps to stand in front of her. Placing a hand either side of her head, I lower my head until barely an inch separates us, I can feel her breath brushing my lips, and her eyes are locked with mine.
“You’re welcome,” I respond. Taking the tie out of her hair with one hand and running my fingers through the glossy locks with the other hand, she takes a deep breath and bites her lip, her eyes widening as I follow with my other hand grasping handfuls of hair and tipping her head upwards.
I kiss the tip of her nose, then make a path upwards, to her eyes, kissing her eyelids, then around the side of her face, along her cheekbones. Her hands come up and grip my arms.
“Mark, kiss me.” She whimpers, and I smile, continuing to kiss along the path I’ve set, towards the corner of her mouth, when I get there I release my tongue and gently lick the outline of her lips, feeling her shudder beneath me.
“Mark?!” We swiftly pull apart as my sister walks into the barn. “Ah, you are back. Dinner is ready.” She stands near the doors, smiling, unaware of what she has interrupted.
“We’re on our way Jane,” I respond, taking Blair’s hand in mine and starting to walk back to the house.
“Did you guys have a nice ride?” Jane continues, right now I’m thinking of killing off my Sister.
“It was wonderful, thank you,” Blair responds, squeezing my hand. Can she sense my annoyance? I look at her and she winks.
The walk back to the house is filled with Jane’s chatter, my frustration and Blair’s polite responses. Once we are back Jane shuffles off to the kitchen to finish dinner and I take the opportunity to pull Blair into my arms for a moment, whispering in her ears.
“We will finish what we started in the stable.” She looks me in the eye, before pulling my face down to hers and placing a heated kiss on my lips.
“I’ll hold you to your promise Mr Huxley.” She giggles bouncing away and sits on the opposite side of the table, facing me in all her beautiful glory. I may well have met my match with this woman.
Jane serves dinner, a large lasagne and we all sit down to eat.
“How did you two meet then?” Jane looks at us eager to hear our story.
“A mutual friend introduced us at a dinner. Nothing more dramatic than that I’m afraid Sis, it was very normal and civilised.” Jane looks at me, nods her head, I know she has questions which she doesn’t want to ask in front of Blair.
“How long have you been seeing each other?” She asks
“Almost a week,” Blair responds between mouthfuls
“Not long then,” Jane says, looking at me pointedly.
“Sometimes you don’t need long,” I respond and Blair creases her eyebrows, clearly feeling she’s missing something.
“Would you excuse me I need the bathroom.” Blair stands and leaves the room.
“Did you have to make her feel uncomfortable.” I spit at my sister.
“What is going on Mark? You don’t do relationships now you’re bringing a girl into the family you’ve known less than two weeks?” Jane folds her arms on the table leaning forward, staring at me intently.
“She’s it for me, the one, my first and last, my significant other, however, you want to say it. Blair is it.” I take a sip of the sparkling water in front of me and sink into my chair while my Sister digests what I’ve said.
“Have you told her this?” she says
“Of course, I bloody haven’t, do you think I’m an idiot, we haven’t been seeing each other a full week yet, she’ll run for the hills screaming I dump everything on her.”
“Be careful Mark, I don’t want you to get hurt. It’s early enough that anything could happen.” Jane reaches forward and places a hand on my arm.
“Thanks, Sis. I’ve got this.”
Blair walks back in and sits down, smiling across at me.
“Jane, tell me about yourself, your oaf of a brother didn’t even tell me he had a Sister.” She throws a playful look at me before looking back at Jane who smiles at her, dropping her earlier animosity.
As Jane tells Blair about her career as an MP, her ex-husband the asshole, and her love of riding I sit and watch the two most important women in my life talking and laughing together.
As I sit watching, eating and enjoying the moment I feel pressure on my thigh, then I realise Blair has crept her foot up my leg and is massaging my groin. I look up at her suddenly and shocked, and she is cool as a cucumber, her head turned away from me talking to my Sister like normal and with no hint that she is sending my body into overdrive under the table. She glances over and catches me looking at her, winks and smiles applying more pressure in my groin with her foot, I grip the edge of the table, white knuckles helping me hold a groan back as she turns back to my sister to continue their conversation. This woman is going to kill me.
As lunch winds down she removes her foot leaving me in a far worse state than I was leaving the stables, and now having to drive home too.
We say our goodbyes and when I hug my Sister she whispers in my ear “You’re right, she’s a keeper. Don’t fuck this up, Mark.” Then kisses me on the cheek.
We get into the car and I lean over to Blair, kissing her deep and passionate, needing to release some of the pent-up tension bubbling within me.
“You were perfect today, my Sister loves you, and she hates everybody.” I say “And you will pay for your teasing.” I kiss her again before turning the key in the ignition and pulling away.
“How do you intend to make me pay?” She asks looking at me out of the corner of her eyes.
“Oh sweetheart, let’s just say it will involve both of us butt naked,” I respond and she laughs before placing a hand on my thigh and starting to brush dangerously close to my already aching cock.
“So, if I were to do this…” she says rubbing her hand over my cock making me need to concentrate really hard on my breathing because I have to carry on driving. “you would need to pay me back some more?” she puts on an innocent voice which doesn’t suit her yet it is somehow incredibly sexy and I swallow the growl fighting it’s way out and nod.
“What about this…” she says opening my fly and releasing my cock which is fully erect, she wraps her fingers around the shaft and moans. I can’t contain it anymore the growl escapes me and hands tighten on the steering wheel.
“Fuucckk.” Is all I manage and she chuckles, a deep throaty sound which may be the sexiest thing I’ve heard from her.
“Hmmm I don’t know, seems to me if you’re punishing me should be for something good.” She leans across the centre console, under my arms and wraps her beautiful mouth around my dick. Holy shit, how am I supposed to focus on driving when this is happening. My mind is all over the place right now and Blair is centre stage while she gives me the best fucking blowjob of my life.
Her mouth is caressing my dick, her tongue caressing the shaft. She takes me all the way into her throat, I didn’t even think a woman could do that, and she is pumping up and down her head knocking my arm which is desperately holding onto the steering wheel and tries damn hard to hold the car steady as we shoot along the motorway. Fuck, when I finally succumb and cum she takes it al
l, lapping everything up until I’m finished.
She does my fly back up, moves away, and before going back to her seat she briefly kisses me on the lips. I can taste myself on her and be damned if I want to pull this car over and screw her brains out. I restrain myself moving one of my hands over to take hers. Glancing over at her she has a self-satisfied smile on her face.
“Are you going to pay me back for that?” She asks rubbing her thumb along my hand.
“No, I’m going to reward you for it Blair. You blew my mind.” I respond because she really is something else and everything I said to my Sister is true. “I’m working tomorrow, do you want to stay at mine tonight?” I ask her.
“Yeah OK, I have to open the studio tomorrow though.”
I continue the drive back needing to drop the hire car off and get back to my apartment
Chapter Ten
Blair
Blair arrives at Kingsweston House, an 18th Century building on the outskirts of Bristol which Jess and Luka have hired for their engagement party. The couple are talking to some musicians who are set up on the other side of the room and she starts to walk towards them, stopping to take a photo, they are holding hands, the relaxed stance they both have is a reflection of how comfortable they are together.
Warm breath tickles down her neck and she closes her eyes, holding her own breath to hold the moment in her memory. Hands gently grasp her upper arms making her tremble before a voice whispers in her ear. “You look stunning, are you sure you have to work?” A smile spreads across her face and she takes a deep breath looking ahead, steadfastly.
