My fingers slide under the hem of his shirt, and I pull it over his head, tossing it onto the floor as he does the same with mine. His lips land on the swell of my breasts, his tongue tracing a line above the lace ofmy bra. My head falls against the door with a soft thud.
“Shh,” he warns with a low chuckle that vibrates from my head to my toes. He reaches behind me and flicks the lock before taking my hand and leading me to his bed.
I’m in too much of a lust fog to take in too much of his bedroom, and when we fall onto the sheets, I waste no time reaching for the button on his jeans, pushing them down his legs along with his boxers.
“Fuuuck.” He sucks in a sharp breath, his hands tangling in my hair when I swirl my tongue over his already leaking tip, savouring his salty taste.
“Now who needs to be quiet,” I tease, smirking at him.
A devilish grin plays on his lips, and he pulls me off him. He kisses me deeply before removing my pants. His finger slides inside me as he trails his lips over my jaw, nipping at the sensitive skin beneath my ear. “You’ll have to keep me quiet while you blow me, baby.”
“Hmm?” I ask, barely able to concentrate on his words as he curls his finger, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.
He chuckles, gripping my hips and adjusting my body over him as he lies back against his pillows. “You’re going to sit on my face.”
His tongue is on me before I can comprehend what’s happening, a whimper slipping past my lips as my body shudders in pleasure. I grind against him, and he groans, then lifts his hips, reminding me why he’s bringing me to the brink of euphoria.
Gathering my hair in one hand, I lean over his sculpted frame until his impressive cock is in front of me.
I grip the base of him with my free hand, running mytongue over each of his piercings before taking him as deep as I can.
His lips move to my clit, sucking on the sensitive bud as he presses two fingers deep inside me. I hum, and he swells in my mouth.
It’s hard to concentrate on what I’m doing when he’s causing my stomach to flutter with his ministrations, but the combination of his tongue and fingers working me over while his cock fills my mouth causes me to grind shamelessly against him as I come, my sounds of pleasure muffled by his thickness.
He continues to suck and lick me through my release, but as my body relaxes, he lets out the sexiest noise before pulling me off him and manoeuvring us, so my back is on the bed and he’s settled over me with his erection pressing at my entrance.
“I need to be inside you, pixie,” he murmurs, capturing my lips and letting me taste myself on his tongue.
Desperate to feel him, I lift my hips up to meet him, and he slides inside.
“Oh, fuck,” he chokes out, his body going still. “Condom.”
My cheeks heat, and I bite down on my bottom lip as I meet his tortured gaze with one of complete trust. “I’m on birth control, but if you?—”
My words cut off as his mouth crashes against mine with an intensity I’ve never felt from him before. His hips move, his groin rolling against mine, causing me to gasp at the sensation, feeling each metal rung of his Jacob’s ladder.
Our bodies move in perfect synchrony, and I arch into him, needing to feel him everywhere.My fingers trail over the hard ridges of his back, holding him closer to me while he moves inside in slow, deep thrusts that cause a delicious ache deep in my chest as he draws out my orgasm.
I’ve never felt so thoroughly worshipped in my life, and when he runs his thumb over my swollen lips and whispers, “I love you, Juliet,” I know I’m ruined for anyone else.
The vulnerability Blake shows when the two of us are alone is my kryptonite. It draws me to him like a moth to a flame, only I’m no longer terrified of getting burned. I crave his heat, his touch, everything about him.
We may have been battered and bruised, but we’re healing together.
“I love you, Blake.”
My words send him crashing over the edge, and he buries his head in the crook of my neck as he pulses deep inside me. His heart beats rapidly against my chest, and I tighten my arms around him, holding him to me, never wanting to let go.
“This is forever for me, pixie,” he murmurs, his breath warm against my skin. “You caught me off guard, but the second I kissed you, I was done for.”
“Tell me about your parents,”Blake says the next morning. He’s lying on his side, propped up on his elbow, his fingers trailing a delicious pattern over my naked skin.
We went straight back to his bed after Tinsley and Everett left for Tinsley’s supervised visit with her father.
Something shifted between us after his declarations lastnight. A quiet understanding that this is no longer two people exploring the chemistry between them, but something more. Something real.
It’s been a long time since I’ve spoken about what happened to them, but I want Blake to know them, to know where I came from.
