by Suzie Nelson
“I’m tired of this constant discord between us. We used to be so close and now you can barely look at me without being annoyed.” Blake turned his body away from her and his shoulders sunk as he gave in to his exhaustion. “I can’t argue anymore with you. I think it would be best if one of us left and we stopped working on the youth center together.” His voice was full of sorrow but Shelby could tell that he meant every word.
She stepped forward knowing that if she didn’t act now she would lose Blake and his friendship forever. She had to put aside her pride and fear, and give herself over to her desires in the hope that she might be able to salvage whatever was left between them.
“No.” Shelby rushed over to Blake and took his face in her hands. She planted her mouth firmly on his lips and started to kiss him as he remained frozen in complete shock. She pulled away from his face and looked directly into his eyes. “I’m sorry. For everything, I’m sorry.”
Blake wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into himself so that he could feel her heaving chest against his. Again, they kissed with both their hands pulling at each other’s clothes and fiercely embracing. Finally, their bodies were free to give in to their lust and an unquenchable fire ignited between them that caused a rough passion to take a hold of their senses.
Blake ran his hand through Shelby’s long black hair and with a gentle tug he lifted her head back as he looked at her. “I’ve always wanted you, Shelby. From day one, you are all I’ve ever wanted.”
All of Shelby’s fears and concerns washed away as she heard Blake commit his devotion to her and all she could do was reciprocate the desire. “I want you, Blake. I want you now.” A surge of confidence rushed over Shelby as she ripped Blake’s shirt open with buttons popping and falling to the ground.
Blake was equally as assertive and he pulled at Shelby’s dress causing the strap to break and for the material to fall entirely to her feet, leaving her standing in a pair of red knickers and a matching bra. Shelby unfastened Blake’s belt as she pushed over to a large coffee table that was only a few feet away. He leaned up against it with his hands holding onto the edges as his pants dropped to the ground and Shelby spread his legs. Before he could say anything, Shelby was kissing his chest and working her way down toward his penis which she was caressing with her hand.
He was instantly hard as she gently stroked the shaft of his dick and rubbed the tip with his foreskin. Blake leaned fully back on the table moaning out in pleasure as he felt Shelby’s warm wet mouth encircle the tip of his penis. He couldn’t believe that they had gone from arguing to making love within a couple of seconds but he couldn’t deny electricity that was running the length of his body. Shelby started to move her head up and down as she enveloped Blake’s rock hard cock with her mouth and she gradually stroked harder and firmer.
Blake continued to moan out as he felt one of Shelby’s hands trace along the inside of his thigh. The pressure was building within him and Blake knew that he had to change position or he was going to orgasm sooner than he wanted.
“Wait, wait,” desperately, Blake called out for Shelby and lifted her up so that she was facing him. “I want to make love to you.” He started to kiss the side of her neck and as she stood willingly in his arms, he ran his fingers up her back and unclipped the bra. Slipping it off her arms he cupped her breasts in his hands and gently thumbed her nipples which got hard.
With his every movement Shelby could feel herself getting wet and she wanted to feel Blake inside of her. As though he had read her mind, Blake turned Shelby toward the coffee table and lay her down on its hard wooden surface. He took a second to admire her tanned curvy frame, naked except for her red lace knickers which he pulled down over her legs.
“I want to watch you first. Let me see you pleasure yourself,” Blake spoke gently and Shelby was happy to let him watch as she touched herself for his viewing. She spread her legs wide against the table so that he could see every part of her and she ran one hand down along the side of her ribs all the way to her vagina. This was the last thing that she had expected but she felt free to do anything under Blake’s watchful eye. He stood above her eager to be inside her but at the same time relishing every second of her naked sight.
Shelby rubbed her fingers against her wet vagina, stroking it up and down with little sighs. She circled her clit and arched her back up, lifting her breasts up into the air. She felt powerful, knowing that Blake was enjoying her, and at the same time, she could feel her senses coming alive. Every part of her wanted to be touched and she couldn’t wait any longer for Blake to finally fuck her.
She rested one of her feet on his lower torso and licked her lips. “Take me, Blake. I need you inside me now.”
Blake lowered himself down so that he was at the same level as Shelby, still lying across the table and he started to kiss her legs. His hands traveled the length of her thighs as he gently kissed the inside of her legs all the way up to her wet pink pussy. His tongue caressed her soft moist flesh and at his first lick, Shelby groaned out in delight. He plunged his mouth deeper into her as his fingers delicately circled her entrance. Blake could feel her legs quivering at his every touch and he loved hearing her moan as he controlled the pleasure that flooded her body.
Shelby could feel fluttering deep within herself and she knew that if Blake continued she would cum soon. “I want you in me, Blake. Fuck me! Fuck me now!” She wanted to climax with Blake so she pulled his head up away from her pussy as she shouted the order.
Undeterred by her boldness, Blake lifted himself up and grabbed either side of Shelby’s derriere. He pulled her toward himself with her back still arched over and rubbed the side of his throbbing penis against her cunt. He could feel the warmth of her vagina against his hard cock and as she turned to look at him with hungry eyes, he plunged himself into her and watched as she screamed out and rolled her head back.
“Yes, Blake. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
The two of them were more like wild animals consumed by their fleshy lust but they both wanted and needed the same thing – each other. Blake thrust fast and hard as Shelby used her hips to generate her own motion which added to the intensity.
She lifted herself up slightly from the table and used her arms to hold her as she rocked her pelvis back and forth. Blake kept his grip on both of her pert cheeks and continued to pump while his eyes feasted on Shelby’s naked breasts bouncing in front of his face. He leaned in and started to lick her nipples which made Shelby go wild. She pulled him closer toward her and as she did she leaned forward. They both roll from the coffee table and onto to the hard tiled floor.
Their positions had now shifted but both were un-phased by the change and carried on with their furious lovemaking. Shelby straddled Blake and moved up and down as fast as she physically could while Blake rubbed her breasts with his hands. Leaning further back, Shelby could feel Blake’s hard penis within her and the fluttering of nerves started to rise up within her again.
“I’m going to cum. Cum with me.” She clutched a handful of Blake’s hair as she gave him the warning.
Blake lifted his shoulders and thrust as hard as he could while he also felt a surge of electricity run through his senses.
“I’m cumming. I’m cumming!” Shelby dug her nails into Blake’s back as she gave out a high pitched scream. Blake groaned and emptied himself into her, his body being completely spent. He collapsed back onto the cold floor and gave out a satisfied sigh.
Shelby was euphoric as her orgasm still tingled through her nerves and she curled up alongside Blake’s sweaty body. “That was amazing.” She smiled and gently stroked Blake’s bare chest.
“You’re telling me? I’ve wanted to do that since the first day I laid eyes on you.” Blake put his arm around her shoulder and squeezed her gently. He didn’t have the energy to do anything but it was very uncomfortable lying on the hard tiled floor which his skin stuck to. “Come on over to the couch with me where it’s more comf
ortable.”
Blake got up and felt small beads of sweat fall down his back. Shelby followed him over to the couch and threw herself on the soft cushions completely exhausted. He grabbed a blanket that was folded on the side and covered them with it while they snuggled in each other’s arms. Neither one of them was embarrassed by what they had just done or by the fact, that they were still naked. In fact, it felt as though they had always been a couple.
“So you have always wanted this, not just friendship?” Shelby looked up at Blake and wondered how she had not realized that he liked her from their first meeting.
“Of course. I wanted to be friends too but how could I not want to be with you? You’re amazing.” Blake held her in his arms and withheld nothing from her. “You are the most wonderful woman I have ever met, full of passion and life and you are absolutely stunning.”
Shelby flushed red as she listened to his flattering words. She couldn’t believe that she was finally hearing everything she wanted from Blake.
“And you, when did our friendship change for you?” Blake rested one hand on the side of her cheek as they both looked deep into each other’s eyes.
“I’m not sure.” Shelby thought back to her first meeting with Blake and wondered at what time she realized that she wanted more. “I always thought that you were attractive but I think I convinced myself that it could never develop into something more intimate. I didn’t think that you would want to be with... someone like me.”
“Like you?” Puzzled, Blake continued to look at her as Shelby’s eyes flickered away from embarrassment.
“Well, you know... I’m a poor Mexican that has nothing to offer to a rich successful businessman like you. I thought that you just wanted to help my designing and be friends until you met someone more... like you.” Shelby couldn’t say what she was really thinking which was that he would end up with someone white like him.
Blake looked at Shelby with an intense and serious glare. “I understand why you might think that but that is not at all what I think or how I see you. I don’t care where your family is from or how much money you have, I only care that you have a good and caring heart. You are the only woman that has been able to capture my attention 100% and I will never want anyone except for you.” Blake leaned in closer and whispered his final declaration, “I love you, Shelby. I love your mind, body, and soul.”
Chapter 8
“Good morning, sleeping beauty.”
Shelby lifted her eyelids to find Blake walking into the bedroom with a tray of food and flowers. He had brought up a steaming hot omelet with coffee and a vase of fresh cut flowers from the garden which he placed just beside her in the bed.
Shelby rubbed her eyes and realized that she was lying in Blake’s bed completely naked. She ducked her head underneath the covers. “No, don’t look at me. I have morning hair!” She had never been around Blake unless she was completely dressed up and even though she wasn’t really body insecure, she wasn’t ready for him to see her without any makeup.
“Oh, come on. Don’t be shy.” Blake sat next to her and tried to pull back the bed sheet. “I think you look even more beautiful today than you did last night if it’s even possible.”
Shelby peeped just over the cover with a glimmer in her eyes. “The coffee smells good.”
“Well, it should. I made it myself.”
Shelby sat up with the cover still wrapped around her cleavage.
“I can’t lay claim to the omelet, that was the cook, but it smells pretty darn good too.” Blake cut a piece off with the silver fork and lifted it to Shelby’s mouth.
“Mmm... That is good.” The warm egg crumbled in Shelby’s mouth making her realize how ravenous she was. Blake passed her the plate and she happily tucked into it while he watched her.
“Well, we have another busy day at the center today but I was hoping we could go out for a meal together tonight?” Blake stroked the side of her arm as he lay next to her.
Swallowing a mouthful of coffee, Shelby nodded her agreement. “Yeah, sure. That sounds good. Where do you want to go?”
“Jordan told me about an open air restaurant downtown where he’s taken Danica before. He said the food was incredible and the seating is outside, so it might have a good atmosphere.” Blake looked at his watch as he spoke knowing that they didn’t have long before his first meeting at the youth center.
“Oh, okay, that sounds nice. I don’t think I’ve been to one like that downtown but we never really ate out much.” Shelby forked the last of the omelet into her mouth as Blake stood up from the bed.
“Well, I’ll leave you to get ready. I have a meeting at the youth center in 45 minutes, so I will wait for you downstairs. I think María wanted to go over some stuff about the T-shirts with you.” Blake stood by the door dressed in a thin white linen shirt and matching pants which made his golden tan glow.
“Okay, I shouldn’t be too long. I’ll just jump in the shower now.” María was the last person Shelby wanted to spend the day with but she had to do her part for the project and if that meant cooperating with a busybody, then that’s what Shelby had to do.
Blake walked out closing the door behind him and Shelby collapsed back into the bed with a thud. Her head hit the fluffy pillow and she gave out a little squeal of joy.
It had finally happened!
She had made love to Blake and it had been amazing, a-spark-flying, can’t-get-enough-of-each-other kind of amazing. They had spent most of the evening hours wrapped in each other’s arms making love in his bedroom until they had fallen asleep side by side. Shelby kicked her legs like an excited child because it hadn’t been a dream and Blake had not woken up and regretted it. In the pit of her stomach, Shelby had wondered all night if Blake would feel differently about her in the morning light but his breakfast in bed and dinner plans showed that he wasn’t cooling the fire between them.
Wishing she could just stay in bed with Blake, Shelby rolled out and headed for the shower as she happily hummed to herself.
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“Oh no, no!” María rushed over to one of the decorators that were painting and tried to get him to stop. “Señor Ramsey is not going to like this at all. What do you think you are doing?”
Shelby quickly ran up behind and raised her arms so that María would calm down. “It’s okay, María. Blake said that I could decorate the room in any way I wanted to. Please carry on.” Shelby tried to instruct the painter as María stood by looking furious.
“But red? I do not think señor Ramsey would want the room to be red. Everywhere else is a nice plain cream, you should keep it cream.” María crossed her arms and looked at Shelby with disapproval.
“Everywhere else is a nice plain boring cream. This is a youth center, María, we want this space to be filled with children being creative. Cream is hardly an inspiring color.” Shelby turned around to point at the other walls within the fashion floor as she envisioned what it could look like with some splashes of color. “Blake said I was free to do what I want and as I oversee the fashion department, I want it to be full of color and life.”
Shelby was in too much of a good mood to care about María’s judgmental looks so she carried on talking about her plan more for her own benefit than for María. “That wall will be red and this one yellow. Then the other two are going to be painted black and we will get some of the street artists in to do some graffiti over the top. They can do a logo for the youth center and maybe even have some of the children help them design some images for the wall.”
“Graffiti! No, no, no!” María had heard enough and she was not able to stretch her mind and see the creative potential that Shelby had in store. “You will not be having the walls filled up with that rubbish.” María marched back over to the painter and tried to pry the painting roller from his very hands.
“María, please. What are you doing?” Shelby called out for her to stop as Blake suddenly walked through the doors to witness the unexpected sho
uting match.
“Ladies, what is all the noise about?” He looked from Shelby over to María who was still wrestling with the decorator.
“Oh, señor Ramsey, thank the Lord that you are here. I have tried to tell her that you wouldn’t want any of this but she simply won’t listen.” María rushed over to Blake in a flurry waving her arms in every direction.
Shelby leaned back on one of the tables more amused by the confrontation than upset but she was intrigued to see how her new beau was going to resolve it. Blake put one hand on María’s shoulder as they made their way over to Shelby.
“Calm down, María. It is just some paint.” Blake had just endured a long day of meetings with potential sponsors and was not in the mood to be a mediator for María and Shelby.
“No, it is not just some paint. Señorita Perez wants to paint the walls black and have street people come and graffiti the walls! You cannot let this happen, señor Ramsey.” María looked up at Blake with watery eyes and she clung to his arm like an overbearing mother.
