“In case you can’t tell,” I whispered, kissing him then nipping his lower lip, “I’m feeling a little horny.”
Blade kissed me hard and stroked my pussy, spreading the wetness around. I rolled my hips against him.
“That’s funny,” he whispered against my mouth, “because I was just thinking how bad I wanted to lick your pussy tonight.”
I moaned as he stroked my clit. Then he placed both of his large hands at my waist and pulled me up to his head. I shrieked as he positioned me over his face.
“And I don’t even have to get up to do it,” he said before flicking his tongue out to lick my clit. I moaned, bracing one hand on the back of the couch. Blade pressed his mouth against me, licking my pussy, his tongue dipping into my opening then tracing up to my clit to tease it.
I had never literally sat on some guy’s face before, and it was weird for a moment, but then it quickly became super hot. I moaned, grinding against him as he licked my clit. His tongue swept down the hot slit of my pussy then back up to my clit, circling around it.
“I want your cock,” I gasped out.
He squeezed my ass in response and spread my legs wider, his tongue stroking every inch of me as I tipped my head back, low moans coming from my throat. He stroked me harder, and I gripped the couch, cursing as I came.
“Fuck,” I whimpered as he scooted out from under me and positioned himself behind me. I breathed hard then moaned as he stroked my pussy with his fingers. Then he rubbed his cock against the tight pink slit.
“Think you have another round in you?”
My pussy went wetter; I hoped I wasn’t dripping on the couch. I moaned in answer. Blade pressed kisses along my bare shoulders as he ripped open a condom packet. He stroked me as he put on the condom then spread my legs and thrust into me. I was already hot and wet from the previous orgasm, and I whimpered as Blade fucked me, his cock sliding out of me long and slow.
“Faster,” I begged, needing to feel him.
He ignored me, reaching a hand up to cup my tit then pinch the nipple, his thick cock still thrusting into me. My breath was high-pitched pants. I wriggled my ass, trying to grind back against him. Blade’s huge hands held me steady, spreading me, making me feel every inch of him.
I gripped the edge of the couch armrest, letting him ride me. He tangled one hand in my hair and increased his rhythm. My tits bounced against the armrest with every thrust. He was making me feel so full! His cock was so thick, and my pussy clenched around him as he jackhammered into me. He reached a hand down to tease my clit, and that dropped me right over the cliff. I came with a loud cry as Blade thrust into me a few times more then came.
“I love getting fucked by you,” I murmured, grinding back against him as he slowly withdrew.
I froze. Had I just used the L word?
49
Blade
Avery was out again with her friends. She was going to be in Harrogate that weekend for the bridal shower that Cassie was throwing for her. I had hoped that I could at least have her to myself that night.
She had seemed a little closed off after I had fucked her on the couch a few days ago. I felt myself growing hard at the memory. All I wanted to do was turn off my phone and keep Avery in bed with me all day, making her come again and again. But between work and wedding planning, she was glued to her spreadsheets.
I knew that we needed to win the contract and that we needed to throw a convincing wedding, but I just wanted Avery. I wanted her in my bed, in my life, and in my home. It was alarming how used to being around her I had become.
“It’s just you and me tonight,” I told the rabbit. He was on the couch in my study.
I scrolled through the data that my algorithm had returned on my father’s business dealings. There were some patterns that looked promising, but nothing all that conclusive. I was sure I would find something once I tweaked the algorithm and cleaned up the data some more. This was just a cursory run.
But I couldn’t concentrate. I opened my email. There was one from Penny with the engagement photos. I had seen the ones out at the engagement festival—they were fine. We looked like an engaged couple, and the photos seemed convincing.
I clicked through the photos Penny had sent. The set included more poses than what was on display. I stopped when I saw one of Avery and me laughing. We didn’t just look like we liked each other, we looked like we loved each other. I stared at the photo for a good long while then sent it to the printer.
There was still photo paper and one more frame left. After letting the ink dry, I placed the photo carefully in the frame and set it on my desk. Avery was gazing up at me, looking delighted and like she wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. I stared down at her as if I adored her.
I do adore her.
* * *
Avery wastipsy when she returned from her night with her friends.
“How’s my warm fluffy bunny?” she cooed, waking up Cesario from his spot on the couch. The rabbit licked her hand.
