I grab her by the waist and set her on my bed.
Chapter 50
Briar
Isit on the edge of Blake’s bed and watch as he strips off his clothes.
The corner of his mouth tilts up. “What’s that look for?” he teases.
“I can’t get over how hot my boyfriend is.”
Something flickers in his eyes. Something warm and wild.
He leans down and kisses me until I’m gasping for air.
“Fuck, I love hearing you call me your boyfriend.”
My heart flops around in my chest at the need in Blake’s voice and the awe in his stare.
He’ssohappy I’m his girlfriend. I stand up and start to take off my clothes too, but he stops me when I grab the hem of his jersey.
“That stays on,” he growls.
I bite my lip as a giddy feeling swoops through me.
“I want to fuck my girlfriend while she’s wearing my jersey,” he says, his mouth on the side of my neck.
I shiver and whimper as he runs his mouth along the slope of my neck and down my shoulder. His hands fall to the waist of my jeans. He undoes them, then peels them off me, along with my panties.
I’m standing there, barefoot, in nothing but his jersey.
He’s on his knees now, in front of me. His normally bright blue gaze darkens as he looks at me.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you like this.” His voice is a low, rough rumble. Gently, he skims his hand up the inside of my thigh. With his knuckles, he caresses my soaking wet slit.
I gasp and grip his shoulder to keep from falling over. He kisses my stomach over the fabric of the jersey, then tilts his head up and kisses my breast.
“Oh…” My eyelids flutter as that familiar heavy feeling lands between my legs.
He runs his tongue over my nipple, then bites me over the jersey. I gasp.Oh. That’s so playfully hot. Right on the edge of rough.
He gives me another soft bite, then pulls back. The whole time, he’s gently circling my clit with his fingertips. My pussy throbs.
“I…I thought we were having sex…” I say, my voice breathy and broken.
“We are. But I’m not the kind of guy who’s just gonna stick my dick inside of you,” Blake says. “You need to be warmed up properly, Briar. You need to come at least once before my cock gets anywhere near your pussy.”
That giddy feeling climbs up higher in my chest. Of course Blake would make this all about me and my pleasure.
Gently, he pushes me to sit on the bed. With his massive hand on my stomach, he moves me to lie back on the bed, then pushes up the jersey so it’s around my waist.
He settles his face between my thighs, then swipes his hot, wet, warm tongue over me.
Hot, aching pleasure races through me. It starts at my clit and spreads through my thighs, up my abdomen and tummy and chest.
“Oh, god…” I grab the bedsheets.
He flicks his tongue over my clit in that steady, soft rhythm that makes my head swim and my entire body tremble. There’s no way I’m lasting very long.
