Being here, inside her, nothing has ever felt so right.
When I feel her muscles flutter around my cock, I use a hand to pinch her clit.
Blake’s scream is louder than the first. Her pussy squeezes, pulling me into oblivion with her. My cock pulses, emptying inside her.
Our bodies relax at the same time, and Blake collapses on my chest.
“That was quite the ride.”
My chest shakes as I chuckle.
“Gather your strength,” I instruct as I stand, wrapping her legs around my waist.
I kick my pants off my legs, then head for the staircase.
She lets out a surprised squeak and holds on to my shoulders as I carry her up the stairs to my room.
“That was just round one.”
Blake’s eyes widen.
“Let’s see if you can hold on through round two.”
CHAPTER 9
BLAKE
“Goodnight, honey,” Mama wishes, sweeping my hair back.
“Night, Mama,” I wish back, smiling up at her from my soft pillow.
Mama pulls the covers up so they rest under my chin. She steps toward the door and stops. “Oh, you forgot your bear.”
A tightness sharpens in my chest, but I keep my smile in place as she tucks him in bed with me.
“Sleep tight.”
I hear the front door shut as Mama leaves for work at Main Street Diner. I really like the lady there. Mama’s boss. She’s nice to me and always gives me extra strawberries with my breakfast.
Heavy footsteps move down the hall, and I hold my breath. I send up a silent prayer to God. Maybe he’ll hear me this time and answer. The back of my neck tingles as the footsteps get closer.
I close my eyes and throw the blanket over my head.
I’m not brave. I never will be.
I hear the slow clicks in my doorknob as it turns. A cold sweat builds up on my forehead, and I feel like I could throw up.
“Blake,” he gently calls me. “I know you’re awake. Let’s play our little game.”
My buzzing phonerouses me from the ugliness of my unconscious.
Thankfully.
Ignoring the notifications, I sit up to find myself in bed alone. On the nightstand are two small pills, a glass of water, and a note with three phone numbers.
I had to take care of a few things on the ranch. Be a good girl and take the ibuprofen. Make yourself at home. If you need anything else, call me, Levi, or Walker.
I didn’t have any expectations from Santiago after multiple mind-blowing orgasms last night. I like it when there aren’t any strings.
