Chapter 36 #2
As she clenched around me, I started sucking at her collarbone, determined to leave a mark. I wanted the whole world to know Blair was mine.
“Don’t stop, baby. That feels so good.” Her words came out in breaths and in between moans. Blair was vocal, and I reveled in it. I didn’t think I could ever get enough of her. Of any part of her.
“You are so fucking perfect. Don’t ever forget that. God, I love seeing you like this. Such a mess, and only for me.”
I started fucking her harder in the way I knew she liked. And when I curled my fingers to hit the right spot, her moans told me I was on the right track to seeing her come apart.
“Shit. I’m about to come. Fuck!” As soon as the words were out, so were my fingers.
She gasped at the sudden loss of contact, and her whine was the sweetest sound. “I was so close.”
I grinned and stood her up. “I know, baby. I know.” I said nothing else as I grabbed the side of her face and kissed her, walking us the rest of the way up the stairs.
I didn’t break the kiss until I felt the bed hit the back of my legs, and I sat down, pulling her down on top of me.
She looked around the room, taking it all in. I knew I would think about what it meant having her in my room, but right now, I didn’t want to think about anything else but her and me making a mess on my sheets.
“Blair? You can see the rest of the house later. Right now, I want to see the rest of you.”
She gave me one of her heart-stopping smiles, and seconds later, she was completely naked in front of me. The sight never failed to take my breath away.
She didn’t know it yet, but this wasn’t just sex for me. I wanted to take my time with her tonight and show her what she meant to me, even when I didn’t have the words.
She helped relieve me of my own restricting clothing, and soon she was the one who couldn’t pull her eyes away.
“Like what you see, darling?” I asked, knowing damn well she did. The way she looked at me in that moment made me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Which wasn’t true when she was in the room. Everyone paled in comparison while standing next to her.
“Oh, you know I do.” She grinned and made her way onto the bed.
“Come up here,” I demanded. I wanted her in my favorite spot—on my face.
She hesitated for a second and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “Is everything all right, Blair?” I asked. I was starting to get concerned. Usually, she loved that position.
She shook her head, and I sat up a little more. “Yeah, yeah. Everything’s fine. I just… I was wondering if we could try something new? I mean, I really love that position, but I was wanting to do the same to you… at the same time.”
My eyes lit up at her suggestion. I loved feeling any part of her on me, but feeling her at the same time I’d be devouring her? “Hell yes we can absolutely do that!”
She let out a small laugh. “Are you sure? I know we’ve never done it before, and I—”
“Blair?” I cut off her hesitation with a crook of my finger. “Get up here.”
She still hesitated, but I let her gather herself before she eventually made her way up to me.
When she turned around and settled herself in between my legs, her ass bare to me, I wanted to cry. I loved every part of her, and I was going to enjoy every second of this.
“Are you ready, baby?” I asked, wanting to make sure she was comfortable.
She nodded, and when I felt the first swipe of her tongue on me, my eyes rolled back.
Fucking shit! I hadn’t been touched like that in so long I didn’t think I’d be able to take my time with her like I wanted.
I wanted to fucking devour her. To show her just how much I needed her. How much I craved her.
I opened my legs further for her and grabbed her hips, preparing to have my way with her.
“Fuck,” she moaned when I licked her clit before gently sucking it.
“Shit, baby. That feels incredible.” I couldn’t describe how it felt. Devouring her perfect pussy while a similar sensation was happening to me? I didn’t know why we hadn’t done this before, but I wanted to only be doing it for the rest of my life.
She moaned when I inserted my tongue inside her. I want to drink up every drop she could give me. She tasted sweet and so fucking mine.
No matter what I told myself, she was mine, and every part of me belonged to her.
She could do whatever she wanted to me as long as she didn’t break my heart.
I had no intention of breaking hers, but I’d seen what could happen when someone claimed to love you and wanted to guard your heart forever. It never worked out.
I was scared. Hell, I was terrified, but you couldn’t choose who your heart wanted, and all I could do now was just go along for the ride and hope we wouldn’t crash. That would all be a problem for future Drea, because present Drea was getting her shit rocked by the most perfect woman to exist.
When she pushed two fingers inside me, I moaned into her, ready to come apart.
This scene would’ve played in my memory for years to come. She was breaking down every defense I’d ever had until I was completely surrounded by her and her alone.
I was seconds away from coming, and I didn’t know if it was from the feeling of her tongue and fingers on me, or from the taste of her and the feel of her from behind. It was probably a mixture of the two, but it didn’t matter. As long as I could taste her when she came.
She came first, but I wasn’t too far behind. I held on to her, desperate not to miss a single second of her orgasm.
“Fuck, Blair,” I groaned as my orgasm hit just as hard. “Don’t stop, baby. Please don’t fucking stop.” I loved the reaction she always gave when I squirted for her. It didn’t happen all the time, but when it did, she loved it.
Eventually, and against my protests, she came up for air and tumbled off me and onto the bed, trying to catch her breath. She was so beautiful in that moment. Freshly fucked and thoroughly satiated had never looked so good on another person.
It still blew my mind that she chose me.
That even knowing everything about me and my past, about my fucked-up family and my views on relationships, she still chose to give me a chance, to give whatever this was a chance.
I didn’t know how I could’ve ever repaid her for that gift.
It was a gift I didn’t know I needed, and one I would cherish.
“Holy shit. I can’t… I just… shit!”
I chuckled and kissed her forehead. “My thoughts exactly, love.”
She looked up at me and held my face, giving me a soft smile. “Thank you,” she whispered.
I frowned at her. “You’re thanking me? I should be thanking you. You’re definitely getting a gift basket tomorrow. That was fucking incredible.” In a quieter voice, I added, “You are incredible.”
I wanted to say so much more, but I couldn’t. I wasn’t strong enough to admit out loud how much of me she had. How much more I wanted to give her. I wanted to give her everything.
She blushed, and I had no choice but to kiss her again. When she bit my lip and her hands traveled to trace circles around my nipples, I knew our time for conversation was over.