Chapter 17
AMELIA
“Ohh shhi—” I arch my back, caught by surprise, my body tensing with pleasure as a loud moan falls from my mouth. Blade laps up my wetness with an insatiable hunger, his tongue moving in slow strokes along my swollen lips.
It feels amazing, otherworldly. He spreads my lips apart for better access to my clit and takes long, teasing licks at it. Driving me insane. Every time his tongue connects, my body jolts, the sensation too intense to bear.
I’ve never had this done before, and I never imagined it would feel like this . He always introduces me to new feelings, new heights. He has this way of making me want to try things I never imagined myself craving.
He shows me that pleasure can have so many layers—pain, dominance, surrender. And it’s never just about the sex. It’s about connection, trust, control, and release. And somehow, through all of it, he knows exactly when to pull me back and when to push me over the edge.
Blade’s opened up this whole new world for me sexually, one where I feel more in tune with myself than ever before. He makes me feel in control, even when I’m completely at his mercy.
Right now, I can’t help the way my hips are bucking, begging for more.
More friction.
More speed.
Something.
Finally, he goes crazy on my sensitive clit—licking, sucking, nibbling. Moans pour from the depths of my throat, getting louder with each second.
“Someone could come in at any moment,” I moan, squirming under him.
“Let them. All they’ll see is me claiming my girl.”
The intense pleasure halts, leaving me breathless, needy. A frustrated whine slips out as Blade comes to rest his forehead against mine.
I want to scream at him to go back to what he was doing.
“You taste like fucking heaven, angel. And I am truly sorry for raising my voice at you.” His hand trails slowly over my inner thigh, teasingly close to the spot where I need him most. “Please forgive me, pretty girl.”
I nod. “I forgive you.” His smile widens. “Please,” I murmur, the word leaving my lips before I can think, my body aching for his touch.
His lips come crashing down on mine, urgent and full of need. He sucks on my bottom lip, moaning into my mouth before invading it with his tongue.
The kiss seems to last forever, stealing my breath and overwhelming my senses, enveloping me in an utterly intoxicating feeling.
It happens every time he kisses me. I’ve had kisses before, but none that felt like this . None that made me want to tangle my hands in his hair so I can pull him closer and never let it end.
“Say it again,” he demands, his voice thick with desire as he pulls away. He’s in a lust-filled haze, his breath heavy and his eyes glazed over.
I must be just as lost in the moment because I stammer, “Please… G-go back to what you were doing.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. He drops down, devouring me with reckless intensity, pushing me to the edge with his warm tongue.
He thrusts two fingers into me, rough and deep, driving them in and out. My body reacts instinctively, clenching on his fingers. The pleasure quickly becomes unbearable—the combination of his fingers and his tongue flicking over my clit. I struggle against him, my hands pushing at his shoulders.
Blade isn’t having it. His grip tightens as he pins my legs down, spreading them wide apart on the mat. His arm muscles flex as he does so. “Put your arms above your head, and keep them there,” he commands.
I do as I’m told.
My core is now at his full mercy.
As he continues, my body squirms under the intense pleasure. He pauses, grunting, “Stop moving.”
But I don’t stop. We’re practically wrestling on the mat, his grip tightening on my thighs as his mouth keeps working its magic.
It feels too good.
“I c-can’t,” I gasp, my body shaking uncontrollably under his touch. I’m so so close to an orgasm, and it’s all too much.
Suddenly he becomes rougher—biting down on my clit, and a surge of pain shoots through the area. It’s meant as a punishment for not listening, but instead, the pain pushes me over the edge into a mind-numbing orgasm.
“My little pain slut. Getting off on being in pain, huh?” he growls, his eyes locking onto mine as he sucks his fingers clean. The fingers that were inside me seconds ago.
I don’t even have the mental capacity to feel embarrassed. Instead, I stare up at the ceiling, completely dazed, my mind swimming in the clouds.
Blade doesn’t give me a chance to recover. He leans down, licking at my sensitive clit again.
“It’s too much!” I whine, trying to push him away. God, it’s too much.
“Mmm, but I want to kiss and make it better now,” he says, planting soft kisses on my clit. But before I know it, he’s at full speed again—sucking and licking. “This time you’re going to ask me to come. And I’m going to keep going until your legs don’t even function anymore.”
“Ah!” My hips buck when he smacks my thigh, swirling his tongue in circles around my clit.
“Say you understand.”
“I-I understand. Oh my God, please.” It doesn’t take long to reach the edge of the cliff this time. “Please, please. Can I come?”
He shoves two fingers into me and moves them in a come here motion. With his hot breath still on my clit, he mumbles, “Come.”
My second orgasm crashes through me, hitting like a freight train at the overstimulation. He moves up to kiss me, his lips tasting like me, intoxicating and possessive. “You taste yourself, angel? That’s your body giving away and letting itself become mine . Your body knows it only comes for me.”
My heavy breathing fills the air.
“Time for the third one.”
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
He’s going to kill me. Drown me in pleasure and put me in a casket when it’s all over.
By the time he’s finally finished, I can’t move, I can’t think, I can barely keep my eyes open. It felt like four or five orgasms he wrenched out of me.
I hum softly. My head feels fuzzy. Like floating in blissful silence, no racing thoughts, no worries, just peace. I like it.
He kisses my forehead. “I’ll go grab your hair stuff that I keep in my gym bag so I can do it for you, okay?”
“Wait.” I somehow find the energy to sit up. My hands instinctively reach for his cock, wanting to return the favor, to give him the same kind of release he just gave me. “I want to return the pleasure.”
But before I can get past his waistband, his hand gently closes over mine, stopping me. “Making you come was my pleasure. And I got everything I needed watching you squirming beneath me, watching your pretty little legs shake. Hearing your soft, beautiful moans. Watching your beautiful eyes roll to the back of your head when you came.”
I can’t help the soft smile that creeps across my lips. “You’re impossible.”
He chuckles. “I know.” He moves to my lips and murmurs against them, “And once you see what’s waiting for you outside, you’re gonna think I’m even more impossible.”
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“You didn’t!” I gasp, eyes widening in disbelief as I stare at the sleek, brand-new sports car parked in front of me. The glossy black paint shines under the streetlights, and I can’t help but walk closer. I reach out to touch the smooth surface, half-expecting it to vanish like a dream.
Blade stands behind me, a proud grin playing on his lips. “I did.”
I spin around to face him, my heart racing. “This is insane. A car? For me?”
“It’s for protection,” he says. “So you don’t have to walk around at night anymore.”
I blink at him, trying to process his words. “All this just because Jacob followed me once?”
Blade’s expression hardens at the mention of Jacob’s name. He steps closer, his intense gaze locking onto mine. “Look,” he says, his voice low and serious. “You saw the best parts of Jacob, the parts he wanted you to see. You knew him before he… You just don’t know him like I know him. He’s dangerous. You need to just trust me on this one. Please.”
I shake my head, feeling overwhelmed. “But I can’t accept this. A sports car? This probably costs more than a year’s salary!”
He shrugs, completely unfazed. “It was just a car I had lying around collecting dust anyway. And you have no choice but to accept it. I’m not having you walking home at night anymore—”
Before he can finish, a voice cuts through the air, dripping with smugness. “Wow, nice car.”
My stomach drops, and Blade’s entire body tenses. We both turn to see Jacob standing there, hands in his pockets, a sly grin plastered on his face. My pulse quickens as Blade instinctively steps in front of me, shielding me with his body.
“ Leave ,” Blade growls, his voice dangerously low. And might I add, incredibly hot.
Jacob’s grin widens as he takes a slow step forward. “Come on, we’re all friends here, right?”
“Leave.” Blade’s tone is ice-cold, and I can feel the tension rolling off him in waves. His muscles are coiled, ready to strike, and my heart races as I peek around him. Please don’t let there be another fight today.
Jacob doesn’t budge. “You can’t keep me away forever,” he taunts, his voice mocking.
Then I see Blade’s hand move—quick, almost too fast to follow. There’s a glint of metal as he reaches down to his boot. I can’t tell what he’s grabbed, but Jacob’s reaction tells me everything I need to know. His smirk fades, replaced by a flash of fear. His eyes widen, hands rising slowly in surrender.
“Easy, man,” Jacob mutters, backing away with cautious steps, his gaze flicking nervously between Blade and whatever’s now in his hand. “I’m going.”
Blade doesn’t move, his body still taut like a loaded spring, ready for anything. I can feel the protective force of him like a wall between me and the threat.
Jacob lingers for a moment, his eyes landing on me with a look that sends chills down my spine. “You can’t keep me away forever,” he calls out again before turning on his heel and disappearing down the pathway.
The silence that follows is suffocating. My pulse pounds endlessly and I feel Blade’s tension slowly ease as he puts the weapon back. He turns to me, eyes still hard, but softening when they meet mine.
“You okay?” he asks, voice rough but full of concern.
I nod, my voice barely a whisper. “Yes, thank you for asking.”
“Now you see what I mean? That was a threat—you can’t keep me away forever. He wants something, to hurt me. I can feel it. That’s why he came back. And the only thing worth anything to me is you. Non posso perderti . So you need to take this car, keep the knife on you, and I’ll have Rhett following you everywhere. Understand?”
“Yes,” I whisper shakily.