by KB Winters
He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. When he opened them again, that odd vulnerability was gone, replaced with nothing but fire and heat. “Fuck yes. I can feel your sweet wet pussy against my thigh.” He shifted until one of his upper thighs was sliding against the folds of my pussy. I rocked my hips up at the feeling. “I can smell you so much it’s like I can taste you.”
I moaned at his words and slipped one arm away. I pushed between us until my fingers could brush against the slick lips of my cunt. Blake’s eyes flashed down as he felt my movement. I brought my arm back up until both of us could see my glistening fingers.
“Taste me.”
My voice was firm and I marveled when Blake’s body jerked as if shocked. His gaze latched onto mine as he leaned his head in and took both of my fingers into his hot mouth. I couldn’t stop my gasp of pleasure at watching him suck the juices of my cunt from my fingers. His groan echoed through my body through my fingers, and I brought my other hand down until I could wrap it firmly around his hard cock.
“You need to fuck me before I explode,” I whispered. I gently pulled him forward with the hand I’d wrapped around his thick prick until the head was lined up at my entrance. My juice soaked cunt was pulsing and clenching at the thought of him filling me in that special way only he could. Before he could protest, I let go only to bring my hand to his ass and pull him close as I arched up. When the tip of his cock slid in, I jerked my other fingers out of his mouth and reached around to claw softly at his back.
“Yes,” Blake hissed. He arched his back against my nails and I obliged by raking them down gently.
“In, in,” I panted wailing softly as he slid in another couple of inches. The feeling of him inside of me was the sweetest torture because I needed more. I clenched the muscles of my pussy around his cock in retaliation and was rewarded with a hard push that slid him all the way inside of me. I threw my head back with a guttural yell as my body spasmed. I was so close to another climax it was almost unbearable.
“You want me baby?”
I nodded frantically unable to speak as pleasure shot through my body from our union. I felt a hand cup my cheek and leaned into its warmth.
“Open your eyes, Taylor.”
I did as he commanded turning my own watery blue gaze to his. “Blake.”
That one word seemed to be all he needed. He pulled back sliding his cock all of the way out before using his full body weight to push back in again to the hilt. He leaned over until his arms bracketed my face, muscles bulging from holding him slightly above me.
“You’re mine.”
His words were like gasoline being tossed onto a fire, and I gripped his back tightly surrendering myself fully to both of our needs.
“Yours.”
Blake set a brutal pace, the sounds of our union echoing against the walls of the room. My cunt stretched to accommodate the thickness of his cock and I knew that as wet as I was, the sheets below us had to be soaked by now. Blake leaned down until his lips were parted against mine. We didn’t kiss so much as share and transfer air back and forth even as the bed sang its own tune with our frantic pace.
My blunt fingernails had to have been painful as I couldn’t help but dig them into his back as wave after wave of pleasure so sharp it was almost painful crashed through my body. My hitching gasps of pleasure went from soft exhalations to loud cries of pleasure as I let go. I didn’t want to hold back, and it seemed neither did Blake. His soft growls were accompanied by toothy nips at my bottom lip until I reached the limit of what my body could take. With a sharp wail, I threw back my head and came.
“Fuck,” Blake shouted. His arms came up until his hands rested at the top of my head and his hips beat a quick pounding rhythm against mine before he shuddered hard. I swore I could feel his heat as it released inside of me and I rhythmically clenched the walls of my cunt milking him for all he had.
I didn’t care about money. All I cared about was having this—this feeling of love and desire—for the rest of my life. I knew what I had to do, and I’d finally gotten the courage to do it.
Chapter Fifteen
I groaned as the shrill sound of a cell phone ringing cut through my sleep addled brain. I opened my eyes momentarily confused by the unfamiliar décor. When I registered a heavy arm at my waist, the memories from last night came back into my brain and I couldn’t help but smile. Regardless of whether or not Blake had said it, I knew what we did last night wasn’t just sex or fucking.
Last night we’d made love.
The look in his eyes and how he’d taken care of me to make sure I found pleasure before he did clenched it and I knew without a doubt he was as gone on me as I was on him.
My cell phone began ringing again and I sighed before reaching down to pull his arm away. Blake didn’t move and I smirked at the thought of having worn him out last night. I sat up from the bed and pulled the covers away. Our clothes had been flung pretty much everywhere, but both of our cell phones had been placed on the top of his dresser. I stood up and walked over to mine wondering who could be calling me so early in the morning.
“Hello?”
“Jesus, it’s about time you answered the phone!” Gigi’s voice rang out. I could hear commotion going on in the background. “Where are you? I tried calling your hotel room, but they said you hadn’t been back since yesterday morning.”
“Yeah, I’m at Blake’s.”
“Have you been there all night?”
I scratched my cheek, “Pretty much yeah. Why? What’s going on?”
“What’s going on is the fact that your face was blared all over the L.A. news! You fought off a bear? Seriously?”
“What?” I exclaimed. I hurried out of the bedroom and into the living room where Blake’s television was. I picked up the remote and clicked it on to one of the local channels. “Where did you hear this and how?”
“Your friend Davis called me asking about it and then your mom called me. Your mom! She was furious, Tay—like nuclear levels of angry.”
“Oh fuck,” I whispered. I hadn’t thought the news would get out, especially not all the way to Los Angeles.
“Yeah, oh fuck is right. Taylor your mom is on her way up there. She probably left last night, and Tay, she’s bringing Davis too.”
I sank down onto the couch not even paying attention to its comfort. All I could think about was my mom and Davis coming here to find me. I’d just gotten Blake to believe we could be together and now everything was already falling apart.
Chapter Sixteen
“What are you doing awake so early?”
I whirled around from my place on the couch at the sound of Blake’s sexy deep voice. He was standing at the doorway of the bedroom, one hand scratching at his sleep mussed hair. My feeling of panic wavered with the sight of Blake’s muscular body, completely naked. He stood leaning against the doorway, completely unbothered by his own nakedness. His skin was almost luminous with the light of the sun pouring through the living room windows and it only served to highlight the tantalizing cut of his muscles. My mouth watered with the thought of getting my hands on him, and I used those feelings to push the thoughts of my mother coming here to the very back of my mind.
“I was just checking on something,” I replied, keeping my voice carefully steady. When I looked up at his face, his lips were turned up and I knew just by his gaze, my appreciative stare hadn’t gone unnoticed. I could feel my cheeks flushing at being caught, but I didn’t turn away. “So, what did you want to do today?”
Blake gave me a wicked smile before walking over to where I was sitting. I tried to keep my eyes on his, but I couldn’t help but be drawn down the length of his body to where his bare cock hung lazily between firmly muscled legs. I blinked slowly. I wasn’t sure if it was just my eyes deceiving me or not, but it seemed that his cock, while still not hard, was noticeably larger than it had been when he first appeared in the doorway. Fingers snapping in front of me brought my attention back up to Blake’s face.<
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His expression was amused and his eyes seemed to twinkle with heat. I swallowed thickly and realized he’d said something I hadn’t caught. “What?” My voice was garbled and rough and I internally winced when he gave a soft chuckle. He leaned over me forcing me to sit back against the couch. I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth.
“I said, I can think of a few things I’d like to do.” His gaze slid lower and it was then that I realized I hadn’t bothered to put on any of my own clothes from the night before. He moved then, his body sinking down onto the bear rug below. His hands, large and rough, cupped my inner thighs and gently pushed them out until he could fit his large chest between them. The position was a vulnerable one, but I felt nothing other than a thrill of pleasure.
“Oh?” My voice was breathy. I sank my fingers into the couch and let myself be spread. The dark blonde curls of my pussy would do nothing to hide how hot I already was and I marveled again at how quickly my body primed itself for him.
Blake glanced up at me. “Yeah, oh.” His hands shifted under my thighs and he pulled me forward. He seemed to be happy by my willingness and let out a soft moan as he placed my thighs over his shoulders. The position was one I was intimately familiar with, and the knowledge of what he was seeing made my breathing speed up.
“Are you going to share your plans with the rest of us?” I choked out. I had to close my eyes tightly as I felt the whispers of his breath fan out against my lower lips. All thoughts of my mother’s impending arrival were gone. My entire being was focused on the man who not only captured my heart, but seemed to have an unholy command over my body. I opened myself up wider for him without any prompting, and I was rewarded with a soft brush of his lips against the sensitive skin of my inner right thigh.
“Maybe.”
The word was whispered out over my cunt, and I bit my bottom lip again at the heat of his breath. I knew what was coming—it was obvious, but I still wasn’t prepared for that first devastating lick against my pussy.
My breath hitched and I leaned my head back against the back of the couch. Hands tightened on my thighs, and I wondered if I’d have matching bruises from where he’d gripped me tightly before. Sometimes having such pale skin was a burden, but I couldn’t help my sick thrill of being able to look at them as a reminder of Blake’s touch. A second lick to my pussy had me snapping my eyes open as I looked up at the ceiling.
“Geezus,” I breathed out.
Blake pressed his lips against me, the vibrations from his chuckle traveling like a shot through my body. “Not quite, but thanks for the sentiment.”
I rolled my eyes and peered down at him. His smug expression should have annoyed me, but I only felt warmth and fondness. He looked happy—happier than I had ever seen him and the transformation was great. His blue eyes were vivid and seemed to shine with inner happiness. I felt smug as well just knowing I could do that to him. I reached one hand up and curled it around his furred cheek, loving the way he leaned into the movement.
“Blake.”
His eyes went soft at my whispered exhalation of his name, and he turned his head into my hand placing a soft kiss on my palm. My heart swelled with emotion, and I had no doubts about what I’d planned on doing. I wanted Blake by my side, and if that meant leaving my family and friends behind, that’s what I’d do. My only question was…whether he wanted it as well.
Something in my eyes must have clued him in to how I was feeling. “Taylor,” he breathed out before letting go of my thighs. He moved back, letting them fall gently from his shoulders before sliding up my body until our faces were level with one another. “This isn’t casual.”
My eyes widened at his words. “What do you mean?” Had I been that obvious? I’d always thought I was better at keeping my feelings hidden, but perhaps I needed to rethink that particular skill. Blake kissed my lips quickly before sliding his hands under my arms and lifting me up from the couch. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and hung on as he flipped our positions until he was the one seated on the couch and I was straddling his thighs. The position made me shift my hips, and I had to stifle a moan of pleasure as his cock slid along my lips. I wanted it inside of me, but something in Blake’s eyes gave me pause.
He wrapped his arms around my waist in a loose hug. “I meant exactly what it sounded like.” His gaze was soft but determined. “I can’t do casual, not with you.”
“What about—”
“No,” he said firmly interrupting my words. “I don’t care about any inheritance and I don’t care about money.” His hands came up and cupped my cheeks. “All I care about is you and me being on the same page about this.”
I nodded. “We are.” I looked at him hoping that my sincerity was showing on my face. “Blake, I came here for you. I came here because I felt something for you.”
He smirked. “Frustration?”
“No. Well, yes,” I conceded with a smile and small nod. “You are frustrating and fascinating and I want to know so much more about you. I want to know what you like to do. I want to know what you like to eat so I can try to cook it. I want to show you who I am and what I like.” I leaned forward until our foreheads rested against one another. “I want to be with you.”
Blake smiled. “Good.”
I blinked once. “Good?” His hands fell from my cheeks and cupped my asscheeks. “That’s it?”
“For now,” he replied. His hands squeezed lightly and I swallowed hard when the motion moved me up his cock.
“Oh…okay then.” I nodded and tried to move. The hands holding me tightly halted my movement and I looked at him with an arched eyebrow. “Is there a reason you won’t let me move?”
His smile turned sharp then, and his hands pushed my body up until I could feel the fat head of his cock against me. I swallowed hard. “There is,” he replied simply. His thighs bunched as he moved his hips, and I gasped when the motion pushed the head of his cock slightly deeper inside my cunt.
“Oh.” I closed my eyes. This was a new position for us, but one I knew I’d enjoy. I opened my eyes again and looked down at him. His smirk had turned back to a pleased smile and I found myself echoing it with one of my own. His playfulness was something new to me, and I enjoyed it as gravity and his hands sank me down slowly onto his thick cock. The movement knocked my mouth open, and I groaned long and low as inch by inch of him slowly slid inside of me. Still, I left my eyes open with my gaze firmly on his—not wanting to miss one moment of this.
It seemed like forever before the backs of my thighs met the front of his, but when the time came we both paused and simply breathed one another in. Blake’s smile was radiant and I knew my own matched. I leaned forward to brush my lips against his, but didn’t close my eyes. At the sight of his gaze going slightly cross-eyed, I chuckled against his lips. My huff of laughter turned into a breathy moan as his grip tightened on my ass again pushing me forward in a rocking motion.
“You feel so fucking good.”
Blake’s voice was deep, but undeniably tender, and I relished in the knowledge that the feelings I had for him were reciprocated by his feelings for me. “You do too,” I answered simply. I knew no other words were really needed then. The strength of my feelings for him was undeniable, and I allowed myself to be swept away by the strength of his hands as he kept up our rocking motion. We traded deep kisses back and forth until our breaths came out in pants, but even then our gazes never wavered. My gasps of pleasure were soft in the silent room—as were his grumbling groans.
The feeling of his cock pressing so deep inside of me was enough to wind me up and I eagerly surrendered myself to the pleasure. Whereas before our sexcapades had been frantic and heated—this was slow and gentle as we gazed into each other’s eyes.
Our love-making was sweet, and I was amazed at how someone so rough and rugged could have such a soft touch. His hands skimmed up my back and I took over, continuing our motions pressing my hips back and forth. As my climax welled up inside of me, I lowered my eyelids and
leaned forward to take his lips in a slightly more frantic kiss. I licked deeply, groaning at the flavor of his lips and buried my fingers in his sun-spun waves. His tongue met mine and I saw his own eyelids lower slightly. The now noticeable upticks of his hips let me know he was as close as well, and I couldn’t stop my lips from curling up into a smile against his.
When my orgasm hit, it wasn’t explosive like before. It was a sweet death of exquisite sensation, and I was in awe at how everything with Blake could make me feel so amazing. I closed my eyes then and pressed my hips down hard against him. My internal muscles clenched tightly and the tight spasm of his hands against my back let me know his own climax had coincided with my own. It felt good, and I moaned into our kiss while continuing to clench my muscles against his cock. Blake’s hands let me go after a while, but his arms wrapped around me and pulled tightly against him. Our lips parted and his moved down to brush against the pulse point on my neck as we both let our bodies come down from such a pleasurable high.
“I could do that every morning,” I whispered against his ear. His rumble of agreement made me smile, and I leaned fully against him, secure in his arms. My eyes slid closed with how relaxed I was and I could tell by Blake’s steady breathing, he was as relaxed as me.
I have to tell him about my mom. I don’t want to, Ugh! What do I do?
’ I didn’t want to ruin the moment we were having. I wasn’t planning on falling back into a deep sleep, but Blake was just so comfortable the choice was taken from me. It was the sound of knocking that roused me from my position atop his thighs, and I blearily gazed at the wall in front of me confused about the time.
“Whoever that is better have a good reason for waking me up,” Blake grumbled. I smiled at his husky voice and pulled back slightly. The arms around my waist squeezed briefly, before they withdrew and allowed me to move back and over until I was sitting beside him on the couch. I leaned my head back and looked over at him noting the soft gaze was still trained on my face.
