Blake: The Hottest Guys You'll Love to Love (Best of the Bad Boys Book 5)

by Jessie Cooke

  “You’re going to break your back.”

  “Shut up,” he said, for the first time not grinning. I admired his body as he stood over me. He was all hard lines like he’d been carved out of stone…like an athlete, a runner or soccer player. He didn’t have a single tattoo, which I thought was strange for a music artist, but my Bumpkin was a lot different than any other guy in pretty much every way anyways. I reached up to him and he brought his lips down for a kiss. I pulled him down on top of me, reveling in the feel of his hard flesh pressing me down into the mattress.

  “I need you inside of me Blake…like fucking last week.” He laughed and shook his head at me, but I felt his hand instantly move down between us and as his fingers brushed against my sensitive lips he said,

  “You’re so wet baby.” He let his fingers roll over my clit. I gasped, he growled. He started moving his fingers faster, playing me as delicately as he did his guitar.

  “Blake…I’m going to come again if you keep that up.”

  He grinned and pulled his hand away. “Not yet,” he said in a husky voice. God he was so sexy I almost couldn’t wrap my head around it. I felt him push up off me and suddenly I was cold. I shivered and opened my eyes,

  “Where are you going?”

  He picked up his jeans and reached in for his wallet. He seemed to have to dig for what he was looking for, pulling a condom out after a few seconds. I watched him roll it on, that in and of itself was sexy. Then he dropped his weight down next to me and he slid one of his hard thighs up my leg and his hand worked its way down across my abdomen. He put his lips against my ear and said, “You are so beautiful, Bailey.”

  “You’re beautiful,” I whispered back.

  Finally, he lifted himself up with his arms and got into position before sliding the full length of his cock into me with one stroke. I gasped. It felt every bit as good as I imagined it would, and then some. I felt myself stretch to accommodate him as he delivered his long, deep thrusts, each one sending a shock of pleasure racing through me. I reached up and held onto his strong arms, enjoying the feel of his biceps rippling beneath my palms. I opened my thick thighs up as wide as I could and rested my feet and ankles against his back as he plunged in and out of me. The look on his face was pure ecstasy and it turned me on just knowing that I was making him feel that good.

  “So sexy baby…God, Bailey! You’re so sexy!”

  As wet as I already was, I could feel myself getting even wetter and hotter as he drove into me so deep that I swear I could feel him in my stomach. His strokes weren’t haphazard or frantic, they were long and hard and designed to please…and please me they did.

  I suddenly felt a hard twitch of his cock and that was when his pace began to quicken. Every muscle in his body began to ripple, even the ones in his backs underneath my feet. As he stroked into me harder and faster, I felt my walls clench down on him as hard as they could and my body began to shake.

  “Bailey!” He cried out my name as he came. That pushed me into my orgasm and I wrapped my legs and arms tighter around him and held on as it tore through me. I swear to God I blacked out for a second. I’ve never come so hard, or been so completely satisfied in my entire life. I had to bite down on my bottom lip to keep from screaming.

  I lay there, clutching onto him as my muted senses slowly came back to life. I felt him kiss me softly on my cheek and I automatically turned my head and sought out his lips. We kissed for a long time and then I said, “That was fucking amazing. Where the hell did you come from?”

  He smiled. “Texas,” he said with a wink. I guess it’s true what they say about everything being bigger than life there. He dropped down onto his back next to me and reached down to roll the condom off. I watched, because I was suddenly that obsessed with this man’s body. I knew I was attracted to him, but I had no frigging clue sex with him would far surpass anything I ever imagined.

  “I like Texas,” I said, breathlessly.

  He chucked and lay back down next to me, sliding his arm underneath my neck. “Can I quote you on that?”

  Damn it! The words “Can I quote you,” reminded me of fucking Margo. It made me nauseated to think about her enjoying him the way that I did.

  “Can I ask you a question?”

  “Sure,” he said, running a finger softly down my cheek.

  “Are you going to see Margo again?”

  He pulled me into him so tightly that it almost knocked all the oxygen out of my body. “No. I won’t see Margo again.”

  I know that it was wrong, but it made me almost deliriously happy. I rolled so my face was in his chest and his strong arm was over my shoulder with his hand resting on my back. I wasn’t usually one for naps in the middle of the day, but this day seemed to call for one. I closed my eyes and literally just as I felt the deep tug of sleep pulling me down, someone was suddenly knocking on the fucking door.

  Blake sat up and looked at me. “Do you want me to get that?”

  “I have no idea who it could be. Maybe they’ll go away.”

  “Bella! Open up. I know you’re there!” Fuck! Blake was looking at me and before he could ask who Bella was I whispered,

  “You have to go in the bathroom and don’t come out until I tell you!”

  “What? Who is that?” he whispered back. His green eyes were suddenly the size of saucers as I said,

  “My father!”

  5

  Blake

  I can honestly say this was the first time I’ve ever been shoved into a bathroom to hide from a girls’ daddy before. I can’t say that I was ready to meet him, considering what I’d heard so far, but sitting on the toilet naked, was just a little bit humiliating. I heard her let him in and then I heard him say,

  “What are you doing in your robe in the middle of the day, Bella? Are you sick?”

  “No Daddy. I had a rehearsal this afternoon and I got all sweaty. I changed and I was laying down resting for a bit. It took a lot out of me.”

  “A rehearsal for what?”

  “I’m going to be on Good Morning America on Friday with my new partner. You know the one I told you Axel was sending me on tour with.”

  “That country guy?”

  “Yeah Daddy, the country guy. What are you doing in New York?”

  “I had a meeting. I wanted to see my daughter. Why are you staying in a hotel still? Didn’t I tell you to pick out an apartment?”

  “I don’t need an apartment here. I won’t be spending that much time in New York once we go on tour.”

  “Is this country guy any good?”

  “He’s really good, Daddy. We’re good together.” Aw, she thinks we’re good together.

  “Hmm. What about Axel?”

  “What about him?”

  “Is he treating you right? You know I gave him most of his investment to get this business of his started. He better be good to my princess or…” Axel has ties to Bailey’s dad? He better hope that don’ t get out.

  “He’s treating me fine, Daddy. I don’t want you using any influence on him, okay?”

  “Only if I need to.”

  I heard her laugh. She doesn’t do that often. It’s so pretty. “Okay, I’ll let you know if you need to.” There was another knock on the door. It was turning into Grand Fucking Central Station in here.

  “Carmine! What are you doing here?”

  “Geez! It’s good to see you too, Sis. I gotta pee.”

  Shit! Just what I need, the brother and the father finding me naked in here.

  “There’s a bathroom in the lobby.”

  “Are you serious? You’re going to make me go down seven flights with a full bladder? What kind of sister are you?”

  “I think I left my bras and stuff out in there.”

  “I’ve seen bras,” her brother said. Shit! I slid open the frosted glass shower door as slowly and quietly as I could. I heard him say, “I gotta pee!” again. I stepped into the shower and slid the door closed again, slowly. I was almost too slow. I heard the do
or open and saw the big shadow of a man come in. I wondered if I could see his shadow, if he could see mine. I tried to make myself as small as I could in the corner. It wasn’t easy. I heard the sound of his piss hitting the water in the toilet. The man wasn’t kidding, he had to pee. He must have peed for two full minutes. I was beginning to wonder if he would ever stop. Shit! Now I have to pee. I heard him flush and walk back out into the room. He didn’t close the door, and he didn’t wash his hands, ew!

  I sat patiently in the shower, trying to think of anything else but the fact that my bladder was full. It was hard, considering I was in fact in a bathroom, and I was already naked. I guess if I got desperate, I could use the shower, but then Bailey might think I was kind of sick. I could always tell her that her brother doesn’t wash his hands after he takes a piss. That might take some of the pressure off.

  “Let’s go eat,” her father said.

  “I just ate a little while ago Daddy. I’m not hungry.”

  “She shouldn’t be, she ate two meals.”

  “Shut up Carmine, I did not!”

  “The trays are still out there in the hallway.”

  “I didn’t eat two. Someone else must have put one there.”

  “Or she had company for lunch, dad.”

  “Jesus Carmine can you do anything besides try and start trouble?”

  “She’s a big girl, Carmine. She’s allowed to have people over. Where are they now?”

  “They’re not here. I didn’t have anyone over. I’m just not hungry Daddy, but I love you and I’m glad you came by.”

  “You’re pushing me out the door, why?”

  “I’m not pushing you out. I thought you guys were going to eat.”

  “Okay Bella, we’ll go. Be at Lucca Romano’s restaurant at seven tonight.”

  “What? Why?”

  “Because he’s having a grand opening. I told him my people would be there.”

  “Your people, Daddy? What if I had plans?”

  “Bring the plans with you. I’ll see you at Romano’s at seven. Should I send a car?”

  “No, I will take my own car.”

  “We’ll order you two dinners,” her brother said, “If you don’t bring a date, I’m still sure you won’t let them go to waste.” Then I heard a gasp and a grunt. I think she punched him. I heard her close the door, but just in case, I stayed where I was.

  “Hey Bumpkin! They’re gone!” Whew! I let myself out of the shower. Bailey was standing at the door looking at me. “Wow, you’re still naked!”

  “You think?” She laughed and came towards me. I still really had to pee. She opened her robe and pressed her body into me and suddenly my bladder was the last thing on my mind. “Mmm…you’re so hot baby.”

  She kissed my chest and nuzzled her face into me. “So are you, Bumpkin. You want to get back in the shower?”

  “Why? Are they coming back? I have to pee first.”

  She threw her head back and laughed. “No crazy! I want to take a shower with you.”

  “Oh! Shit! Yeah, definitely!”

  Still laughing she said, “I’ll fix the water…you pee.” I wasn’t going to argue with her. By the time I finished peeing and washing my hands, she was already in the shower. I checked. I couldn’t see her shadow. “Are you coming in or what?”

  Uh oh, she was starting to sound annoyed with me again. I pulled the door back and found her with her head under the spray, running her hands through her long blonde hair as she wet it. She looked so hot that I was instantly at half-mast. I stepped in next to her and she took me in her hand. It took about ten seconds for my flag to rise all the way up. She gave me a couple of incredible strokes and then handed me the soap. I grinned and shook my head. It’s possible that she only invited me in to wash her.

  I knelt down and started at her ankles. I lathered my hands and then used them to rub gently working my way up her calves. I wanted to hurry and make my way up to the really good stuff, but I made myself be good and go slow. I kneaded the muscles in the backs of her calves and worked the soap into her soft skin.

  “Mm, that feels good, Bumpkin.”

  I just smiled up at her and continued up over her knees towards her sexy thighs…the thighs that she wanted to lose…I secretly hoped that she would change her mind. I started soaping one of them, using both hands to knead and massage. The higher up on the leg I got, the more she moaned. She reached her hand down to me and I decided to live dangerously and do this my way. I shook my head and continued, switching to the other leg. I soaped that one up and moved my hands firmly up and down, massaging the muscles there, but not going all the way up even though she was flexing her knees, trying to get me to. I felt her tremble as I moved to the inner part of her thigh. She opened her legs slightly and I let my fingers brush across her lips.

  “Oh fuck!”

  I chuckled. “You have such a dirty little mouth. Maybe I should take the soap to that.”

  She was breathless, so when she said, “Try it and die cowboy,” it didn’t pack the same punch that her threats normally did. I let my fingers linger over her lips, just washing the outside. When I started moving up, she let out a little whine. I carried on, soaping up her mound and letting my fingers gently massage her there. Then I moved across the bottom of her belly and then across her waist until I reached those gorgeous breasts. I couldn’t resist…instead of soaping them, I brought my mouth up to cover a nipple and sucked the whole breast into my mouth.

  She took in a huge breath, “Oh shit!” I held her in my mouth, letting it out slowly until my tongue could reach her nipple again. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into me tightly as I sucked. She was making all kinds of noise now and it was just egging me on. I released that breast, and then licked off the shower water that was beading up on her skin. Then I turned my attention to the other one. I sucked it in the same way and she cried out even louder, this time grabbing my head and holding me in place. I smiled against her flesh. She just can’t stand to not be in control. She flexed her hips to rub against my hard cock. I let her do that, but when she reached for me again, I took a small step back. She gave me a look that I ignored. I just hope she lets me finish before she kills me.

  I ran my tongue along the space between her breasts and then I started licking and biting at her nipples, randomly changing sides. She seemed to be getting really into that and I think it took her a second to realize that I’d dropped by hand back down between her legs.

  While I licked and sucked her, I let my fingertips trace the edges of her lips up and down. She was breathing hard and crying out and when I flexed my hips and let my cock press into her even more, she shuddered all over like she was having a convulsion. I loved making her feel good. In twenty-four hours I’ve decided that if this job ever comes open full-time, I might be willing to take it.

  I let go of her breasts and knelt back down. The water cascaded over her shoulders and then dripped down onto me. It was hot the way it beaded up and rolled down off the tips of her nipples to splash on top of my head. I used one hand to separate her lips and then I slid two fingers in her at once. She was so wet, it was effortless.

  “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she said, rocking her hips. I reckon that means she likes it. I pushed my fingers in a little bit deeper and let my thumb rest against her clit. I just put pressure there while I crooked my fingers and let them stroke her g-spot. She sounded like she might be on the verge of hyperventilating and she was clutching the shower door with both hands. Her legs were shaking so I put my arm around her thighs to steady her. When I replaced my thumb with my tongue she squeaked, then she screamed as I sucked that sweet clit into my mouth. Hopefully security doesn’t bust in on us. I’m not sure I could stop now.

  Once she knew I had her and she was steadier on her feet, she leaned back against the tile wall and opened her legs wider. I showed her how much I appreciated that by pushing my tongue in deeper. I lost myself in licking and sucking and nibbling on her sweet pussy. She had her hands on my h
ead again and she was grinding her hips into me as I went as deep inside of her with my tongue as I could. Once it was all the way in, I would move it around fast…and then faster.

  “Ahhh….Blake…fuck…” I smiled against her again. At least this time she remembered my name. I felt all her muscles go tight. It was sexy. She let out a long cry and then I felt the rush of fluids against my tongue. I kept it up, just slowing down as her body quivered over and over. I let up as she started to relax and pushed myself up off my knees. Before I made it to my full height she attacked me with her lips, kissing my lips and my face all over before she relaxed back into the wall. “You are really something, Bumpkin. I had you figured for a virgin at first.”

  I laughed, “Why?”

  “I don’t know. You’re all innocent and vanilla.”

  I laughed again and bent down and kissed her. I slipped my tongue in her mouth and let it move in and out while we stood under the jets of water. I slid my arms around her waist and lifted her off her feet.

  “Stop, you’re going to hurt your….” I kissed her harder so she’d be quiet. It worked. I slowly settled her down so the tip of my hard cock was pressing against her opening and I held her there while I started to move. I just let the tip of it enter her at first, but I heard her gasp against my mouth and felt her wrap her arms tighter around my shoulders and neck. I waited until she had a good hold on me and then I let that sweet ass drop down and I slid my hips forward. As my cock slid into her wet pussy she gasped again and let out a long, sexy sigh.

  She used my shoulders as leverage and began to move with me until we were flowing together. I started moving faster. She felt so damned good. “Oh yes, Blake! That’s it baby, so fucking good.”