Chapter 27
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Blair
After our late-night swim, I hadn’t seen Drea in a few days and I was having withdrawals, but not just from the sex.
It was weird to say, but I missed her. I missed her laugh, her witty personality, and the warmth of her touch, even as we sat on the couch watching trashy television shows.
I had been working on my new book a lot these past few days, and she had maid of honor duties to handle, but she was supposed to be coming over for dinner tonight, not that we would even make it to dinner.
We rarely did. I didn’t make anything for that exact reason.
I planned to order something after we said hello.
When I heard a knock, I was too eager as I ran to open the door, dragging Drea inside.
She wore a black crop top and I could see her nipples through the fabric.
Her boobs were making my mouth water and her stomach was begging to be touched.
She’d paired the top with a pair of gray sweatpants that looked so comfortable I wanted to slip inside them with her.
“You look so freaking sexy today.” I groaned as I kissed her against the door. “Ahh!” I screamed. I felt something hard between us and it scared the shit out of me.
“I see you two have met.” She smirked.
I went back to her and felt the outside of the spot that had hit me. “What?”
For a second I was confused until I felt around a little and instantly became drenched. I was so aroused I couldn’t see straight. “Are you packing, Drea Voss?”
Her wink told me all I needed to know. I reached my hand down her pants to confirm she, in fact, was packing. A thick dildo was attached to a pair of boxer briefs. Holy shit, I was about to get wrecked.
I started kissing her as I slowly massaged the toy. I must have been doing something right, because she started to moan and I swore I could’ve fallen apart at the sound.
The sounds of her pleasure only fueled my desire, and I wrapped my hand around the cock and pumped it a few times, twisting and applying a little bit more pressure as my boldness grew.
“Baby,” she panted, “if you keep doing that… I’m going to make a mess on your pretty hand. It’s double-sided, and I can feel… every time you… shit, Blair.”
“Then why don’t you do something about it?”
I pulled my hand out, pulling the sweatpants down in the process. She stepped out of them, and I squealed when she picked me up, causing me to wrap my arms and legs around her, before she placed the cock inside of me, the sudden fullness causing me to gasp for air.
This wasn’t the first time we’d used a strap, but having her inside me while the other end was inside her was on a whole other planet of pleasure. It fused us together and somehow made us connect even more.
A piece of her had permanently tattooed itself on my soul in that moment. Our moans echoed against the walls as she walked us to my bedroom, the movements causing the sweetest kind of friction.
We barely made it a step into the room before my back was against the wall and she was kissing me harder than she had ever kissed me before.
This wasn’t just rough sex. It was intense and passionate, like we wanted to drill into each other until we were cemented to one another with no way of getting undone.
The harder she thrusted into me, the harder I fell for her. All hope was lost in that moment, and nothing else existed in the universe.
Jesus, I sounded pathetic! I was pathetic, but I was being filled and fucked so good I didn’t have room to care.
“You… are so… fucking… perfect.” The words came out one thrust at a time as she slowed her pace.
I was so close, but she stopped and walked us over to the bed, laying me down slowly before pulling out.
I shivered at the loss of contact. “What are you doing?” I breathed out.
She smiled. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m not done with you yet.”
And she wasn’t. Seconds later, a buzzing noise filled the room, and my whole body heated. Of course it vibrates, as if I wasn’t already on the brink of death!
“Tell me if it’s too much, and I’ll stop—”
I silenced her with a kiss and whispered, “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
I felt a pang in my chest at her reassuring words. Even before she was about to ruin me, she always made sure I was comfortable and felt safe.
She grinned and was back inside me shortly after. “Oh, fuck!” I screamed so loud I knew the neighbors heard me.
I wanted to pass out from the sheer pleasure. Not only from watching her fuck me, but using a double-sided vibrating dildo? I had to have been dreaming. There was no way this was really happening to me.
My orgasm was getting closer and closer with each thrust, and I knew she was following right behind me. Her movements became erratic, her eyes were closed, and her head was tilted back. I caught a glimpse, and that was all it took for me to come crashing down.
The messes we’d made in the past didn’t hold a candle to the one we made now. Both of our orgasms hit at the same time and a mixture of my pleasure and hers coated the dildo and dripped onto the bed. In that moment, I couldn’t have cared any less. She was the only thing I cared about.
Once we both came down and were spent, she slowly pulled out of me and turned off the vibrating purple-colored toy. She collapsed on the bed next to me, and I snuggled up to her, caressing her chest while she played with my hair.
“Holy shit, that was incredible,” I whispered, smiling at her.
She leaned down and kissed my forehead sweetly. “Yes you are.”
I rolled my eyes and lay down on her chest again, making sure to hide my blush. She never seemed to run out of ways to make my heart swell. Just a smile from her and I would collapse at her feet if she asked me to. There were very few things I wouldn’t do for her.
She lay there stroking my hair as I just listened to the soothing sounds of her breathing. I drew circles on her chest, wishing we could have stayed like that forever.
Of course, the sex was phenomenal, but nothing was better than snuggling up with her, our naked bodies connecting intimately, and just being in the moment together.
“I can’t believe you’re going to be gone for the whole weekend. You better leave that thing so I can get through it.”
She lightly tugged on my hair, a pleasurable pain, and I looked at her grinning. “You are not using that without me! You’ll just have to manage. If I can do it, so can you. I did go months without sex, you know.”
“Yeah, but have you ever had sex with you? It’s pretty spectacular. I’m not sure I can hold out.”
She laughed. “Yes, I have, and I agree, but it’s only for two days, darling. I think you can manage.”
I sighed as I relented, like I had a say at all in the first place. “Fine, but you better not fuck anyone else when you’re there! I’m the only one you can defile, got that?” I tried to come across very intimidating, but I wasn’t sure I succeeded.
We hadn’t talked about not sleeping with other people, so I was worried how she would respond.
I knew casual was more her thing, but I just couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else getting to share these special moments with her.
I also hated the idea of anyone looking at her naked body.
It was all mine. Or at least, I wanted it to be all mine.
If it bothered her, she didn’t show it. She only furrowed her brows in a mock serious expression. “Yes, ma’am. Only you can take my dick.”
Her words had me ready for round two. “Well, if I have to wait a whole week for it again, we better make it count. You need to make sure you fill every hole by the time you leave here.”
I laughed when she sat up and ripped the covers off the bed, but my laugh fell away at her next words. “Turn around and get on your hands and knees.”
My blood boiled at her filthy words, and without hesitation, I obeyed.