Chapter 27 #2
Somewhere during the second verse, Timberline disappears, and there’s only Blake.
Blake’s hands cover her nose and mouth as tears well up in her eyes, and instantly, I know they’re tears of affection.
When the last notes fade into the crowd, a tear drops from the corner of Blake’s eye and disappears into her hands.
Applause, whistles, and cheers erupt from the audience. I lean the guitar against the back wall and stride for Blake, overlooking the various calls for my attention.
There’s only one person I want right now.
When I’m a few steps away, Blake leaps from her seat, and I catch her in my arms. She moves her lips over mine, pouring passion into each swipe of her tongue.
More whoops and hollers ring out around us.
When she pulls back, I question with a smug grin, “Does that mean I’m off the list?”
In lieu of a verbal answer, she kisses me again.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Blake nestles closer as our kiss becomes more heated.
I pull back, trying my best not to laugh at the way she frowns.
“If we keep going right here, Walker is going to have to arrest me for public indecency and lewd conduct.”
“Then take me somewhere.” Blake flashes me a smirk. “Now.”
My brows lift. “Now?”
“Right now,” she confirms.
The crowd around us has dispersed, and I glance around the bar, searching for a place to go.
My eyes accidentally meet Santiago’s as he mouths the word “bathroom.”
Snagging Blake’s hand, I head in that direction. “Follow me.”
“Whatever you say,” Blake replies enticingly.
I stride past the bar and down the narrow hall. At the end are two clearly marked doors, each leading to individual bathrooms.
The first is locked, but the second swings open.
Urging Blake ahead of me, I usher her in, then shut the door behind us, making sure to turn the deadbolt.
Even if someone walked in, I don’t think I could stop.
Blake whirls, jumping into my arms. I catch her easily, my hands gripping her ass. Her legs encircle my waist, and our mouths crash into each other.
“I need you to fuck me right now, Levi Harding.”
“Don’t have to ask me twice.”
Carrying her over to the sink, I set her on the edge and pull her flowy pants down along with her panties, taking her shoes off as well.
Blake lifts her hips, making the process quicker.
In a matter of seconds, her shirt is over her head, and her bra is sliding down her arms, freeing her beautiful tits.
I step back, allowing myself this moment to take in every inch of her smooth skin. “Goddamn, Blake.”
She smirks, lifting one leg and placing her foot on the sink. My eyes widen at my unobstructed view of her core. Pink and glistening.
“If you don’t get over here right now, I’m going to have to finish the job myself.”
Her hand glides over her stomach, and just as she’s about to reach her core, I lunge. Landing on my knees, I grip her wrist and pull it away.
“Mine,” I growl and bury my face in her pussy.
I sling her other leg over my shoulder as my tongue slides through her folds. Her delicious taste fills my mouth, and I’m instantly addicted. I know I’ll never get enough of this–of her.
Blake moans, collapsing back against the mirror.
Another swipe of my tongue has her back arching, pushing her tits into the air.
Needing more, I dive back in like a starving man. I circle her entrance, sliding my tongue back and forth from her entrance to her clit.
Blake’s hips begin to move, like she needs more.
I circle her clit, giving it a small flick, then drag my tongue down, over her entrance, and to her puckered hole.
Her body tenses as she sighs, “Levi.”
My cock stirs in my pants at hearing my name on her lips like that.
If I could record it, I’d play it over and over on a loop.
Her hips thrust forward again, and I return to the apex of her thighs, starting with her ass. My tongue licks and sucks, and she throws her head back, panting and moaning.
I move my tongue, returning to her clit as my finger slips between her ass. I move my tongue and finger in tandem, circling where she wants me but not giving it to her just yet.
Her breath comes faster, moaning louder.
“Please,” she lets out on a desperate breath.
As I coax my finger past her ring of muscle, I swipe my tongue back and forth over her bundle of nerves. I don’t stop until my finger is all the way in her ass.
Then I flick my tongue faster and faster as I move my finger in and out.
Her body locks up as her cum floods my facial hair, bathing it in her fluid. Her ass tightens around my finger, and my tongue slows, guiding her through her climax.
When her body releases the tension, she’s gasping for air.
Rising to my feet, I go to unzip my pants, but Blake bolts upright and knocks my hands out of the way. Blake has my jeans undone and my cock free swiftly.
“Shirt,” she clips as she shoves my pants and boxers down my thighs.
I do as she says and remove my shirt, lifting it over my head, not bothering to take the time with the buttons.
All the air leaves my lungs when Blake wraps her hand around my length and moves her fist up and down.
“Shit, Blake,” I choke out.
I let her pump my shaft as I embrace the pleasure she gives me. When a bead of precum appears at the end, Blake pauses, bending down and swiping it with her tongue.
I step back, pulling myself out of her grasp.
“The first time we’re together, Butterfly, I’m not coming all over your face. We’ll save that for another time.”
Blake’s eyes light up at the idea.
Oh, yeah.
Definitely doing that later.
Blake fixes her seat on the sink, scooting to the edge. She places her hands on the rim of the sink and leans back, spreading her knees wide. Her folds are drenched and swollen
I have half a mind to fall to my knees and lick her until she screams again.
But the need to be inside her is stronger.
Returning to her, she guides my cock to her core. “I’m on birth control.”
My eyes almost pop out of my head.
“Are you sure about this?”
She nods eagerly.
I’m frozen, still shocked that she’s going to let me do this.
Impatiently, her hands grip my hips and pull me forward, sliding my length inside her.
Blake clasps my shoulder with one hand, like she’s searching for something to ground her. I know the feeling. I need the same.
My hand slaps the wall next to the mirror, propping me up.
When I finally move my hips, sliding out of her heat, we groan together in unison. Then, without warning, I snap my hips forward and pump back inside.
Blake’s nails dig into my shoulder.
I repeat the movement, and her nails bite harder, allowing me to revel in the thought that she’ll mark me.
Together, we find a rhythm, wringing pleasure from each other.
I want this.
I want this with her every day for the rest of my life.
Blake’s pussy grips my cock like a vice as her orgasm starts to build, causing my hips to falter. When her inner muscles convulse, Blake leans forward, muffling her scream by biting my chest, propelling me forward into a state of intense ecstasy.
My heart still races from my climax, causing my breath to come out short and quick.
Blake rests her head in the center of my chest and lets out a small chuckle.
I smooth my hands over her back, rubbing in circles. “Can’t say I’ve ever had that reaction before.”
“That was amazing.” Blake tilts her head up, her face beaming. “I’m surprised we didn’t break the sink.”
I shake my head at her, my smile matching hers. “We can always try again later.”
She laughs harder, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in for a kiss.
When her stomach grumbles, I step back. “Round two is going to have to wait. Let’s get you fed.”
Grabbing paper towels from the dispenser, I clean Blake, then myself. We gather our clothes and dress. I pause before we walk out and grab her hand, lacing our fingers together, and a blush colors her cheeks.
We meander back to our table, stopping at the bar to order more food
When we sit, Santiago wiggles his eyebrows at me, and I lean over, punching him in the arm.
Walker refuses to make eye contact, so I ignore him.
He can act uninterested all he wants, but I know the truth.
More importantly, he does too.