Chapter 29
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Drea
“Oh my God! I’m never drinking that much again!” I whined to Kaia as we were closing up the store. I had been repeating the same sentence all day, and I was sure she was getting sick of hearing it.
“I know. I don’t think I’ve ever drunk that much in my life, nor will I plan to in the future. I think I can still smell wine in my hair.” She winced.
The store had been pretty consistent for most of the day, which I was not happy about. I was still massively hungover, and I wanted to sit in a dark room all day instead of pretending I hadn’t been obliterated this past weekend.
It was safe to say it had been a very successful trip. We were a walking Katy Perry song, literally driving to California and getting drunk on the beach. It was good spending some quality time with Fallon and Penelope.
Mackenzie and her bridal party went, too, but they separated after a few hours to do their own thing.
As much as I loved my best friends, the highlight of my weekend was video calling with Blair.
That was by far the best solo orgasm I’d ever experienced, and if I wasn’t hooked on her before, I definitely was now.
It wasn’t even just about the sex. I wouldn’t care if it never happened again.
She was just spectacular in every way, and I was literally and mentally fucked.
“Are you good to close up, Dre? I have plans with a friend.” Kaia’s words shook me from my euphoric thoughts about Blair. She blushed, and I knew which friend she was going to see.
I chuckled, putting a hand on her arm. “Of course, Kai. Go, have fun, and tell Daisy I said hello.”
She grabbed her bag, pushing a stray hair behind her ear and looking down as she walked past me and headed out of the store with the pinkest blush and the biggest smile on her face.
I had just locked the door when my phone buzzed in my pocket:
Blair: Where are you?
Me: At the store, just closed. I still have a few things to finish up before I leave. Why?
Blair: Don’t leave… I want to see you.
I sent a smiley face emoji, one that matched the one on my stupidly giddy face, and put my phone away.
I was just finishing up at the counter when a knock caused me to jump. I opened the door and smiled at an adorable Blair. “Hello, welcome to Open Book. Please, come in.” I grinned and kissed her before turning to lock the door.
“Hi.” She greeted me with a playful smile.
“I’m almost done, and then we can go,” I said as I headed to the counter. “I just need to file these receipts away and finish up a few things.”
She didn’t speak until we were in my office. “That sounds good, but…” I turned around, and she had already taken off her coat. I swallowed.
She was wearing a bright smile and the thinnest green babydoll dress I had ever seen. It left her tits out perfectly for my perusal, and I groaned when my gaze traveled down and I could see she wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“I had another idea,” she teased and I dropped the papers on the floor.
This was going to be the perfect ending for my day, but the thought of her outside this room dressed like that had me feeling a possessiveness over her I didn’t have a right to feel.
I wanted to be the only one who could see her in, and out, of an outfit like that.
“I…” I was speechless. I was convinced if this was how she would’ve shown up to our first meeting, our rivalry would’ve never started.
She smirked. “If you’re busy, I can go—”
I cut the distance between us in two long strides and grabbed her by the waist. Tilting her chin up, I kissed her before I whispered, “You’re not going anywhere.”
I was starving for her. After we’d been apart for so long, my need for her had only grown. I needed to feel her skin on mine. I needed to hear her voice, her laugh, in my ears. I needed to see her, all of her. I just needed to be in her orbit… always.
The kiss sent shivers down my whole body, and I tangled my hands in her hair, slightly pulling back to gain access to her neck. She moaned when I licked and started sucking her collarbone.
I didn’t protest when she lifted my shirt, and she gaped at me when she saw I wasn’t wearing a bra.
“God, you’re perfect.” She groaned.
I hissed when she took an already hard nipple into her mouth. “Fuck, your tongue is incredible.”
She brought her mouth back to meet mine, and I gently caressed the side of her face, making the moment more intimate.
Anytime we were together, whether it was rough and fast or gentle and slow, I always wanted her to feel safe and cared for. It wasn’t just about sex for me, and I wanted her to know that, even if I couldn’t find the words to express it.
She moaned when I felt her reaction to me, rubbing her clit in between my fingers.
“Oh, wow, baby, you’re so wet.”
Her moans became more frequent as she got closer to release, but I wasn’t relenting. I wouldn’t stop until she had my hand drenched from her pleasure.
She stopped my hand and panted, “Drea, I need you inside me, please.”
I groaned at her words. Licking my fingers, she stopped me before I could enter her.
“No,” she breathed. “Not your fingers. I need… fuck! Drea, please.”
“Damn, you’re needy tonight. Well, lucky for you, I’m always prepared.”
I walked around my desk and unlocked the drawer where I kept my spare straps and other essentials. Hey, you never knew when the mood would strike you.
Lowering my underwear, I put on the strap, and Blair didn’t take her heated eyes off me the entire time. This one wasn’t double-sided, but it still did the job.
I applied the lube, and her eyes shot to the movement, her lips parting. Knowing it turned her on, I continued my motions a little slower.
I walked back over to her and kissed her, the cock creating more distance between us.
I broke the kiss and whispered in her ear, my voice growing feral. “Turn around, Blair. I want you bent over my desk, that perfect ass bared to me while I fuck you.” I rubbed her clit a few more times, feeling her reaction to my words before she kissed me again and spun around.
The sight of her from behind was something ungodly. Her ass inches away from me while she was bent over the desk, legs spread, waiting for me, was one I never wanted to forget.
I lowered myself behind her, spreading her legs a little more so I could stroke her pussy with my tongue, just once.
She shuddered, and my clit instantly pulsed. “Drea…” she moaned.
In that moment, I was thankful Kaia had gone home early. I hadn’t expected the night to take this kind of turn, but there was no way I could’ve stopped now.
I stood up and positioned the cock behind her. “Are you ready for it?” I asked. This wasn’t our first time, but I still wanted to make sure she was ready. Lord knew I was…
“Yes. Please!” she begged.
God, hearing her moans was my own personal aphrodisiac. “Spread your legs, sweetheart,” I commanded.
She did as I asked, and I couldn’t help but reach out and touch her. “Good girl.” I caressed her ass before I gave it a decently hard smack. She moved forward slightly and gasped, causing me to release a moan.
After a few more caresses and squeezes, I finally fisted the cock and moved it to her entrance before very slowly inserting it.
“Is this okay?” I asked. Before I fucked her senseless, I wanted to make sure she was comfortable. I was a lady after all.
“Oh my God. Yes,” she breathed.
I grabbed her hips before starting my movements, pumping in and out of her a little faster.
I couldn’t begin to describe how it felt as Blair's perfect ass made contact with my center as she took the cock deeper. I wanted to taste her when she came, but I couldn’t leave this position. It was too perfect. She was too perfect.
“Faster… fuck.”
I grinned and did as I was told, holding on to her hips tighter as I pounded into her. I wanted to come just at the sounds of our bodies slamming together. It was so filthy, yet it felt so right.
“Blair… fuck, you feel incredible,” I groaned.
I wanted to keep fucking her until the end of time. I only wished I had my double-sided dildo to make this all the more intimate.
“Baby, I’m so close. I need to come… please,” she begged.
Dear God! This scene, with her words, I was so close, too.
I quickened my thrusts as both of our orgasms hit at the same time. “Shit! Come all over my cock, sweetheart.”
After we came back down to earth, I slowly pulled out of her and she turned around, pulling me in for a sweet kiss. I didn’t bother getting dressed as I walked her over to the couch, dropped the strap to the floor, and covered us with a blanket as she laid her head on my chest.
“That was… wow,” she breathed out.
She wasn’t the only one out of breath, as my reply came out the same way. “Yeah, it really was.”
“You are really good with that thing, you know that?”
I laughed. “What can I say, I’ve had a lot of practice… That’s not what I meant. I mean—”
“Drea, relax. I’m not an idiot. I know I’m not your first, and I probably won’t be your last.” She smiled, but it didn’t look like the genuine one I had become addicted to.
I didn’t dignify that with a response, so I kissed her softly instead.
She laid her head back on my chest, drawing idle circles. I was so content at that moment, but I couldn’t get her words out of my head. I know I’m not your first, and I probably won’t be your last.
She wasn’t the first, but I thought maybe I could’ve wanted her to be the last, and that scared me. I was afraid to admit it to myself, and I didn’t know how to make the words come out.
The what-if’s played in the back of my head on a loop. What if she didn’t feel the same way? What if she did? What if we fell in love for a few years, but it ended badly? What if we got married and started a family, but resented each other and were stuck together because of the kids?
Blair was worth more than those thoughts. She deserved more than me. Someone who wasn’t broken. Someone who could give her what she wanted.
But as we lay there together, I realized I wanted to be that person for her. I wanted to be good enough for her. I wanted to be someone she could be proud to be with. I wanted to be the person she loved.
She looked so beautiful and peaceful lying on me. Like she was at home in my arms, and I didn’t dare think to move us as her breathing evened out and I noticed that she had fallen asleep. She felt like home.