I somehow managed to force out my next words. “I should go.”
Withgreateffort, I turned, walking toward the stairs.
“Blake…”
The way she said my name was like aplea, and it brought me to a halt.
I wanted to hear it again.
My jaw clenched, my hands flexed.
And before I could stop myself, I turned back.
“Fuck it.” My voice came out like gravel before my lips crashed against hers.
Haley let out a surprised gasp, but she didn’t hesitate to kiss me back as my hands tangled in her hair. She gripped the front of my shirt and pulled me closer, like she’d beenwaitingfor this, like she wanted it as much as I did.
Our tongues curled together, the kiss frenzied and desperate. And,fuck, everything in me was screaming formore.
“Tell me to stop,” I rasped against her lips.
Her response was immediate. “No.”
I groaned, finding her lips again as I walked her backward and we stumbled through the cracked doorway. My one hand fell from her hair, swinging the door shut behind me before I spun her and pinned her against it, reaching down and twisting the deadbolt.
When I pulled her away from the door, I effortlessly hoisted her up so her legs wrapped around my waist as I carried her down the hall—I was far too impatient.
I didn’t break stride, kicking the door to her room shut once inside, and our hands became a tangled blur between heated kisses, clothes dropping to the floor piece by piece. I was shirtless with the front of my jeans hanging open when she broke from my lips. Her eyes locked on mine while she took a few steps back and sat before shifting back on her bed.
I stood at the edge, drinking in the sight of her as my jeans dropped to the floor. The dim light on the nightstand that she’d left on bathed her in a pale golden glow and offered just the right amount of light to take every inch of her in. She looked fucking gorgeous—hair fanned out beneath her, lips plump and swollen from our kiss, skin flushed, chest rising and falling with each heavy breath, legs partly spread. And thesight of her in nothing but a lacy bra and that scrap of fabric pretending to be underwear made my already hard cock ache with a twitch.
My voice was a low rasp when I spoke. “You drive me fucking crazy.”
When I crawled over her, Haley wasted no time guiding my lips back to hers. And I wasted no time sliding my hand under her back and unclasping her bra, needing to feel her bare beneath me—I’d get to that sad excuse for underwear in a moment.
I peeled the fabric from her body, shifting my lips from hers to her jaw before nipping and kissing my way down her neck to her chest. My one hand slid up her side to cup the side of her breast while my mouth dropped down on the other, my tongue swirling around her peaked nipple before pulling it between my lips. She gasped, her back arching slightly, pushing herself further into my mouth. My teeth scraped the sensitive flesh as I pulled back, moving to lavish the other with the same attention.
Her breaths quickened as I began to shift lower, my lips and tongue leaving a trail down her stomach until I reached the waistband at her hips. I lifted my eyes to hers, able to see the anticipation and need in her expression.
“I shouldn’t tell you this, but I’ve thought about that night with you way the hell more than I should…” I murmured against her skin. “About how you dropped to your knees and tasted me.” I could still remember her lips wrapped around me. “And I’ve beendyingto return the favor.”
The corner of my mouth lifted in a smirk when my words drew a needy little whimper from her. I hooked my fingers into the waistband, sliding the scrap of fabric down her legs. I pressed my palms against her inner thighs, and when her legsfell open, a throaty groan escaped me when my eyes landed on her glistening core.
“God, look at you,” I rasped, my voice laced with hunger. “Dripping for me already.”
When I ghosted two fingers over her center to tease her, her hips arched. “Blake,please,” she panted.
She didn’t have to ask me twice; the sound of her begging nearly undid me. I couldn’t wait any longer. I kept my hands on her thighs to keep her spread open for me, dragging my tongue over her in one long stroke that had her arching off the bed. I groaned as the taste of her exploded on my tongue—it was better than I could have imagined, and I was pretty sure I just found my new favorite thing to eat.
My tongue moved greedily, flicking and circling with ruthless precision, and the moans falling from her lips made my head spin. I felt her fingers thread through my hair as I slipped my tongue into her entrance. I dragged it back up, wrapping my lips around her clit, sucking as I pushed two thick fingers into her without warning.
“Fuck, Blake!” she gasped with a moan. “Just like that! Don’t stop!”
My only response was a dark chuckle as I redoubled my efforts. She writhed as I worked her with my mouth and fingers, and I could feel her nearing the edge, evident by the way her breaths quickened, her moans grew louder, and her legs started to shake.
My tongue found her clit again, circling fast and firm. “Come on, baby girl...shatter for me,” I breathed between licks. “Drown me in it.”
Her hand fisted my hair as her back curved, and I felt her spasm around my fingers as she came with my name fallingfrom her lips like a damn prayer.Jesus Christ. Watching Haley come undone should be labeled as the eighth wonder of the world because it was truly a sight to behold—flushed skin, lips parted, whimpered breaths, body shaking, eyes glazed over with pleasure.
