10. Blake
TEN
Blake
T he moment the words left my mouth at the dance, I regretted them. I knew that wasn’t the way to handle the situation or to tell her how I felt about it. I reacted in anger...anger that she wasn’t in love with me? Anger that Tracey just decided to reach out to me out of the blue and mess with my feelings again?
Whatever the reason, it didn’t make what I said right. It killed me to see the tears welling up in her eyes and the way her bottom lip trembled. She’s too beautiful and innocent for someone like me. I’m not gentle and I sure as hell don’t know how to keep a woman happy.
I place my hands against the shower wall and let the hot water cascade down my neck and back, hopeful it will relieve some of the tension. I close my eyes and try to relax into the moment when I hear what sounds like someone pounding on my front door.
“Jesus what now?” I grumble as I step out and wrap a towel around my waist. The pounding persist, louder and harder. I march towards the front door, pulling it open to see Pearl standing on my front porch.
“What the hell are you doing here?” She stares at me for a moment without speaking, her mouth hanging open before pushing her way past me with a look of determination on her face.
“I have a lot to say and you are going to shut up and let me say it this time.” She points a finger in my face, her other hand perched on her cocked hip. If she wasn’t so mad, I’d laugh at how cute she looks.
I raise my hands in surrender and walk towards the living room, “Can I get you anything?” I turn back around, watching as she folds her arms and rolls her eyes.
“Can you…” She says motioning at me up and down.
“Can I?” I say taunting her.
“Put some damn clothes on!” I smirk before reaching for the edge of my towel, her eyes bugging out as if I’m going to rip it off right in front of her.
A minute later I return from my room with a t-shirt and jeans. She’s helped herself to a glass of water and is sitting perched on the very edge of one of the chairs in the living room.
“Pearl listen, I need to apologize,” I say running my hands through my still soaking wet hair and sitting down on the couch.
“No, you need to listen. I have to get this out.” She sets the glass down on the coffee table and I sit back on the couch ready to listen.
“What I wanted to tell you earlier tonight was that I HAD, as in past tense, a plan to try and win Trevor over and try to get him to fall in love with me or whatever but that’s all changed. I know he doesn’t love me, I know he never has.”
Now she has my attention, I lean forward resting my elbows on my knees as she stands and starts to pace while she speaks.
“You were right in what you said, I mean you said it in a really dickish way but nevertheless you are right. I know it’s wrong of me to try and break up his relationship or to go after him when he’s in love with someone else. At the time I didn’t see it that way, I thought they were broken up and I justified it because I loved him first. It felt I deserved a chance because I had loved him since we were kids.” She lets out a long sigh and looks up toward the ceiling.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” I feel like a complete ass.
“Well you didn’t even give me a chance to finish before you flew off the handle in your typical, hot headed fashion.” She points at me again.
“Hey, this isn’t an attack me session okay?” I get a little annoyed at her condescending remarks, “And let’s take it easy on the finger pointing while we’re at it.”
“Oh you don’t like that? Not used to having someone tell you when you’re wrong and telling you like it is? Funny since you just did that to me!”
She’s shouting now and has both hands on her hips. I stand up off the couch and walk toward her.
“And I apologize for it didn’t I?” I shout back pointing a finger right back at her, not proud of myself. “Now that you said your peace and you have seen the light about Trevor you can leave now.” I motion toward the door.
We’re both breathing heavy, inches from one another. Before I can register what I’m even doing I slip a hand around the back of her neck and pull her mouth to mine. It’s not hard and fast, even with our tempers flaring.
As soon as our lips touch it’s like a fire ignites inside me. I extend my other arm out and rest it against the wall as I walk us backward. She’s kissing me back, her soft lips part and allow my tongue in. I sweep it against hers and she reciprocates. A soft moan escapes her lips as I press my body against hers, pinning her to the wall as I snake both hands through her hair.
I can feel her arching her back off the well, pressing her body against mine firmly. I want to ask her what we’re doing but I’m afraid to ruin the moment. Our tongues still dance against each others as I deepen the kiss. One of her hands is pulling tightly against my neck as the other is planted on my chest but slowly starts to descend to the waist of my jeans.
She pulls at the button, popping it loose before she slides her hand inside my pants to feel my cock. It’s straining painfully against the zipper of my jeans, in my haste earlier I hadn’t put on any underwear.
I let out a low moan as her warm fingers attempt to grip me. It’s been too long since I felt the warmth of a woman’s hands on me. I stop kissing her and rest my forehead against the wall above her head, my breath coming out in small puffs into her hair. She pulls the zipper down slowly with her other hand giving herself more access to full stroke me.
I ball my hands into fists, willing myself not to explode right her and embarrass myself. I’m losing my mind over such a simple touch. I grab her hands, pulling them away from me and over her head, pinning them against the wall. I kiss her, hard and deep before dropping her hands and grabbing her ass, lifting her so her legs wrap around my waist.
The look in her eyes is pure lust and desire, driven by hunger. A hunger for me. Without a word I carry her to my bedroom trailing kisses from her down her neck. She tugs on my hair, pulling my face back so she can kiss my mouth again. I’m practically panting by the time I set her down.
I take a deep breath to slow my heart rate as I look down at her sitting on the edge of my bed. “Are you sure you want this Pearl?” My voice sounds deeper than normal, like I’ve just woken up. She bites her bottom lip before slowly nodding her head yes.
I reach out my hand and pull her up until she’s standing before lowering down to remove her shoes. I stand on my knees and slip her denim jacket off her shoulders before leaning down and kissing her again. I want to go slow, to savor every inch of her.
I sink back down and sit back on my heels as I reach up her dress and slowly remove her panties. A small hitch catches in her throat as she watches me lift them to my nose and inhale, keeping eye contact with her the entire time. I reach my hands back up under her dress and let the rest softly on her hips.
“I want you to lie back Pearl, I’m going to taste you.” I slowly help her lower herself down to the bed before I slip the dress up her creamy thighs, finally exposing her bare womanhood. A small thatch of neatly manicured hair sits in the middle. I run my hands up her inner thighs, spreading her as I do and causing her to gasp.
“Just relax, I promise you it will feel good. If you don’t like it just tell me and I’ll stop okay?” She nods and loosens her grip on the comforter. I can’t hold back and longer, I first reach out and glide my index finger up and down her slit a few times, causing her juices to coat her lips. I can see it glistening on the end of my finger.
I lean forward, inhaling her scent before sliding my tongue gently over her soft folds. She let’s out an audible exhale as I lick her again. With ever stroke of my tongue she moans louder, I deepen the licks, kissing her passionately as he thighs start to fall open. Her taste is intoxicating, I’m like a man possessed. I grip her inner thighs, spreading them further as I lap at her from every angle. I pull back to wet my finger and begin to tease her entrance with it as I tease her clit.
“Yes, yes, ohhhh.” She says over and over as I begin to slide my finger in and out of her with each flick of my tongue. I can feel her walls clenching around my finger, as her hips try to come up off the bed. She’s close, her back arches and she fists the bed sheets before a sharp cry echoes from her mouth and she falls softly back against the mattress.
I stand up and look down at her on the bed, her cheeks are flush with a bright wash of pink and her chest rises and falls rapidly as she comes down from her orgasm. Her eyes are heavy and hooded and she licks her lips as she stares at the bulge in my jeans.
I glance down at myself as I rip off my t-shirt. Her hands dart forward as she sits up and she hooks her fingers in the belt loops of my jeans, helping me finish taking them off. I have no idea if she’s seen a man nude before but her eyes stare at my cock as it springs free. She reaches out and places her fingers around me again. I hiss out a breath of air as she strokes me.
“Fuuuuck,” I say as I close my eyes and let my head fall back.
“How? How is this going to fit inside me?” Her question startles me out of my state of bliss and I want to laugh but I don’t want to make her feel stupid. I’m not exactly small or even close to average, I know for a virgin to stare at a cock my size it’s a natural question.
“You’ll stretch and I’ll make sure you’re nice and ready.” I say reaching down to pull her up to her feet.
“Ready?”
I pull her in for a kiss, this time not holding back my tongue at all as I reach around and pull down the zipper on her dress.
“Mmmhmmm. I’ll get you wet and I’ll make sure I use my fingers to make sure you’re relaxed. If it hurts we can stop.” She nods as I pull the straps down from her dress revealing her bare breasts. I guess she was braless under her dress when she pressed herself against me earlier that night at the dance.
Her breasts are round and perky, with little pert nipples that beg to be suck. I lean down and lick one before slipping it into my mouth and sucking. She grips my forearms and I massage her other breasts with my hands. I bite softly before turning to the other nipple to give it the same attention.
“Lie back,” I say as I walk her back a few steps. I can’t help but drool at how delicious her young body is. The fact that she’s only twenty four pops in my head and I almost tell her to get up and get dressed. As if she knows what I’m thinking she reaches forward and grabs my hand, pulling me down on top of her.
I position my body over hers as I kiss her, her hands wrapping around my back to pull me closer. I take my finger and place it at her lips, “Lick for me,” I saw as she slowly opens her mouth. She licks my finger in one long motion before pulling it entirely into her mouth and sucking. She releases it with an audible pop and a smirk on her face.
I reach down and run the wet finger up and down her folds before slowly starting to pump it in and out of her hot center. I haven’t had an experience like this since I was in early high school but this right here is by far the most intense and passionate experience I’ve ever had with a woman.
“I want you.” She says between pants as I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her.
I reach for the drawer of my nightstand and pull out a condom, tearing it open and rushing to put it on. “Try and relax okay? This...might hurt.” I say as I position my head at her entrance and slowly begin to pump it into her.
A small gasp leaves her lips as she looks down her body and watches me. I press a little harder and she yelps and grips my bicep.
“Too much?” She shakes her head back and forth, encouraging me to keep going. I thrust a little harder this time and I can feel her thighs shaking.
“Sweetheart I don’t want to hurt you.” I say as I look down at her.
“Do—don’t stop.” She says as she lifts her hips a little to accomodate more of me. It takes several minutes before I’m even halfway in and I’m starting to lose it. She’s so tight and warm I don’t think I’m going to last much longer.
I watch as her breasts sway with each thrust and her heavy eyes roll back in her head as I lean forward and bite her nipple again.
“Oh fuck Pearl, fuck, fuck, FUCK!” I yell as I lose it and explode. I grip the pillow beneath her as the orgasm tears through my body. It takes everything I have not to thrust the rest of the way inside her.
“I’m sorry.” I say as I lean forward and kiss her. “You’re so fucking sexy I…”
She pulls me infor a kiss after I pull out of her and toss the condom. “I’m sorry I couldn’t handle more. It actually felt so good once I got over the initial pressure.”
I push her hair off her forehead, “I guess we’ll just have to practice more.” I say before kissing my way down her body before devouring her again.