“I checked earlier, Sunny and there are no cameras in here. We don’t have to pretend anymore. It’s safe to talk.” An invisible band tightened around her heart when she heard the vulnerability in his voice. Oh God, how she wanted him.
Standing before her in nothing more than a pair of jeans, he looked like he was in agony. Total frigging agony. Physically and emotionally.
Aching to lose herself in him, to touch him and have him touch her in return, she took one step and closed the small gap between them. She brushed her tongue over her bottom lip, while her finger traced his mouth. “We can’t be sure, Blake,” she said, wanting, needing, most desperately to finish what they started.
“But I—”
When she pressed against him, letting him know exactly what she wanted, the color in his eyes deepened and she knew he was beginning to understand the implications of her actions. Air rushed from his lungs in a whoosh and his body began to shake.
“Oh, hell, Sunny.” With that he backed her up and pinned her to the wall, answering the demands of her body. His hungry mouth crashed down and with the way his tongue was tangling with hers and his fingers were ripping at her jeans it was clear that he couldn’t seem to get her naked quick enough.
Without pause, he pulled her jeans to the floor and she quickly kicked them away. Her eyes never left his as he took a tiny step back. A moan escaped his mouth as he just stood there, taking his time to stare at her body. She watched his throat work as he swallowed. “You’re beautiful.” He gently stroked her face and outlined her angles. The tenderness in his tone filled her with warmth.
She pointed her index finger at his jeans. “And you’re completely overdressed.”
He grinned and then proceeded to make quick work of his clothes. Her heart skipped a beat as he stood before her completely naked, his beautiful cock beckoning her touch, her mouth, and her pussy. Simply put, the man was magnificent. All lean muscles, hard as granite.
His smile was dark, predatory as he put his arms on either side of her head, pinning her to the wall with his body. He kissed her long and deep, then trailed a path down her body. “God, you have no idea how much I’ve been dying to taste you,” he whispered.
He kissed her breasts. Moaning in bliss he took his time to lave her hard, achy nipples. He drew one into his mouth and nibbled and sucked until it formed a rigid peak. Then he clenched down with his teeth, mixing pain with pleasure. She pressed against him, wanting more, wanting him to ravish her with wild abandon. His fingers circled her areola and her cunt clenched with want, a shudder overtaking her.
As her body vibrated he moved to her bellybutton. After stroking that sensitive area with his tongue, and driving her mad with want, he insinuating himself between her legs. Her pussy lips inched open for him, and as she offered herself to him, completely, unequivocally and without question, it brought them to a deeper level of intimacy. He tapped her thighs, gesturing for her to widen them even more. She immediately obliged. He leaned in and inhaled her tangy scent and when his mouth found her damp cunt, she let out a low moan and sagged against the wall. That first sweet flick of his tongue was the most delicious thing she’d ever felt in her entire life, and the onslaught of pleasure damn near shut down her mind.
“Blake—” she murmured and raked her fingers through his hair, holding him to her. He was doing the most amazing things with his tongue, pushing it deep inside her pussy, then circling her engorged clit until she cried out in bliss. Ripples of sensual delight traveled onward and upward through her body and it was all she could do to keep herself upright. She grew wetter and wetter with each caress and her breasts felt so heavy and achy she took them into her hands and squeezed.
“Jesus, Sunny, you have the nicest pussy I’ve ever seen. So pink and so fucking pretty.” The heat of his mouth scorched her skin as his primal essence completely overwhelmed her. The need to lose herself in him became so intense she began shaking. He widened her lips with his fingers and stroked his tongue over her flesh, going all the way from the back to the front. “And you taste like heaven.”
His sexy words nearly pushed her over the brink. She moaned without censor, letting him know what he did to her, how much she wanted him. When he inserted a finger into her throbbing cunt, she moved restlessly against him and nearly came apart in his arms. Heat spread over her skin and she whimpered in delight. A tremor moved through her as she chased an orgasm. She sucked in a tight breath but couldn’t seem to fill her lungs as her body tightened all over.
“Blake, please,” she cried, not really able to vocalize what she was feeling because the emotions he roused in her were so foreign to her. He glanced up at her, and when his guarded eyes met hers, it occurred to her that he was holding back. God, why was he holding back? What was he afraid of?
When he dipped another finger inside and stroked her deep, he skin flushed hotly and her entire world went fuzzy around the edges. Her sex muscles fluttered and a powerful wave rolled through her as she came apart in his arms. He cunt clenched and pulsed in heavenly bliss, her entire body tingling as he pushed her over the precipice. Flames surged in her pussy, as equal mixtures of heat and fire moved through her bloodstream, and she feared she was going to combust. “Oh God, Blake, I’m
