My bed smelled like her, but we were yet to get the rest of my place to do the same until then this was the place I wanted to be.
“Hey, honey, how are you?” Blake asked, in a soft voice coming out of from the bedroom. She was dressed in one of my HBC tees and nothing else, her long, shapely legs tanned and toned and bare from the tops of her luscious thighs.
Her face was freshly washed, her long hair in a messy bun on the top of her head that my fingers itched to take down and run their way through the blonde silk.
“Not sure, to be honest,” I admitted ruefully, “Dad just keeps on putting land mines in front of us, it is hard to read just how ruthless he really was, you know?”
“Hmmm, Will certainly had some secrets, didn’t he, how are Fenixx and Noxx about it all?”
“They are the same as me, pissed off, annoyed and shocked. It isn’t every day you find out your dad is an arsehole, again,” I laughed, almost forgetting this wasn’t the first time Dad showed a side of him that was less than parental. The taping of our conversations and the doctored photos of Noxx having sex with Mack, his then girlfriend, not something I was likely to forget.
“So, your tense then?” she asked, pushed off the wall and sauntering to me, her breasts swaying sexily under the thin material holding my eyes captive.
“A bit, it’s starting to loosen, though.”
My god, was that my voice? When did I eat a bucket of gravel?
“Loosen? I’d say it is more hard than loose,” she sassed, giving my crotch a good hard look then licked her lips, and that’s all it took for my dick to go from a semi to a full-on steel pipe. Watching her with hooded eyes, I waited for her to walk the short distance from the hall to the couch where I was standing. The hem of my shirt barely covered her mound, and with each move of her legs, it rode up to give me a tantalising glimpse of her white panties.
“How … um … how are you? After all that shit Mallory spewed I was worried—”
“You worried that I was going to hightail it out of here and live alone with just my broken heart? No Hendrixx that isn’t going to happen, I can handle Mallory. Deep down, I think she is just jealous that we managed to become a couple and keep our friendship as well. Something she and you never could.”
Stunned that she picked up on that when I hadn’t until Mal and I spoke in the office, surprised that she wasn’t acting like the green-eyed monster and not demanding Mal’s head on a plate.
“You worked that out, hey?”
Coming to stand right in front of me but out of arm’s reach unless I took a step forward, Blake gave me that smile that was meant for me only.
“Yes, I did, now I don’t want to waste another minute of tonight talking about your weird friend,” she purred, then reached for the hem of her tee and pulled it up her tight body, her tits bouncing as the shirt passed over them making my mouth water and my resolve crumble. A man was only so strong for Christ’s sake, and Blake had my measure.
With a flick of her wrists and a shake of her head, Blake stood there naked sans her white lace high cut panties, the white a stark contrast against her creamy skin.
“Fuck me, how did I get so fucking lucky?” I marvelled out loud, my breath catching in my throat when Blake closed the distance between us and pressed her gloriously naked body to me.
I hissed when her hard, pebbled nipples connected with my shirt, even through the material I could feel the pink blood-engorged bullets poking me, taunting me and begging for my mouth.
Blake snaked her hand down my chest, her clever fingers exploring as she reached her destination taking my crotch and giving it a squeeze over the denim.
“You waited for me honey, that’s how,” Blake whispered, then moaned when my dick jumped under her palm. My jeans were increasingly getting too tight, but I wanted to see where Blake was going and what she had in mind. Over the last month, Blake’s shyness was quickly being replaced with wanton need, and I fucking loved it.
“I would wait forever for you sweetheart, even if you made me wait for the rest of my life,” I whispered, hoping that she could see the honesty in my eyes backing up my words.
Fingers expertly unzipped and unbuttoned my jeans, releasing my throbbing and pained cock.
“No need to wait Hendrixx, you have me, you always have had.”
Unable to wait any longer for her taste, I slammed my mouth down on hers with an open-mouthed kiss that was fuelled by pure hunger and love.
“I need to feel your skin on mine, Blake,” I begged against her lips, desperate for more contact. Taking my plea seriously, Blake ripped at my shirt, buttons hitting the ground with satisfying pings. Then I felt it, heat to heat, skin to skin chest to breast.
Groaning loudly, I twisted my hands in her hair and removed the bun, sending her silky hair cascading down my arms.
Perfection. One word that described everything about Blake; her body, her soul, her work ethic and
