Briar
Blake pushes me against the wall as he presses his mouth against mine.
The world around me disappears. All I can feel—all I can process is him.
The softness of his lips. The way his stubble gently rubs against my cheeks and chin. His scent. He smells like rain and wood and spice. The way he tastes. Sour and bitter from the lime and tequila he licked off my body minutes ago.
His tongue laps at my tongue, like he’s tasting me. Like he’s savoring my flavor.
I moan into his mouth.
Oh my god.
The way he teases his tongue against mine makes me dizzy. He gently grips my chin with his hand and tilts my face up, deepening the angle of our kiss.
He steps closer to me, surrounding me with his massiveness. Heat from his body skims over mine. I feel cornered in the best way. The world around me falls away. All I feel is his warmth and size.
He swoops his tongue into my mouth. He’s kissing me harder now. It’s faster, filthier. Like he can’t get enough. Like he wants more.
Electricity sparks through my body, shooting through my limbs, settling low in my belly. It travels slowly all the way down between my legs. I’m aching. My clit is throbbing.
With his other hand, he grabs my waist and pulls me flush against his body.
When I feel his hard cock pressing against my hip, I whimper into his mouth. He’s this turned on just from kissing me?
I reach up and drag my fingers through his hair. I don’t want him to stop. I want to kiss Blake forever. I groan, anticipating the disappointment I’ll feel when this kiss inevitably ends.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to kiss you, Briar?” he says against my mouth.
I whimper as he slides his hand from my hip to my waist, gripping me harder.
“Years. Fucking years,” he mutters.
I whimper into his mouth, relishing the roughness of his voice. He swallows the sound with his lips.
He pulls away for a second, then drags his soft mouth along the hinge of my jaw. I shiver.
“Y-Your rule…” I rasp, my brain struggling to form thoughts in this whirlwind of arousal. “You said no kissing on the mouth…”
“That was before I knew you liked me too,” he says against the side of my neck. He trails soft kisses down my skin, my shoulder, my collarbone.
He runs his tongue over the swell of my cleavage. And then he traces his thumb over my nipple. My clit pulses even harder now. My eyes roll back. God, that feels insane.
“I’m gonna kiss you a lot, Briar,” he says while he runs his tongue over the top of my breast.
I whimper. I’ve never had a kiss like this. I feel it everywhere in my body. Every inch of my skin. In my pulse. With every breath I take.
Blake is incredible with his mouth. Teasing, soft, and rough all at the same time.
I want him to kiss me everywhere. I want him to show me all the things he can do with his mouth.
I want to go to the nearest bed and have him teach me all the filthy things I’ve been dreaming about doing to That Shirtless Guy, and—
“Wait,” I say through a breath.
Blake stops instantly. He leans back and looks at me. His eyes are hooded and dark with arousal. It makes me shiver and ache all at once.
When he blinks, there’s a flicker of concern in his gaze.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” he asks.
I shake my head. “No, I was just…” I take a second to catch my breath. “Does this change things between us? After all that we’ve confessed, after what we know about each other, do you still want to be my teacher in the bedroom?”
His gaze goes from concerned to amused. He smiles. “Fuck yeah.”
I bite back a smile. “Can you take me home now? I want you so bad.”
The look in his eyes darkens even more. He doesn’t say a word. He just grabs my hand and leads me down the street in the direction of his house.
* * *
The house is quiet when we walk through the front door.
No one’s home. Blake’s teammates are still at the country bar. Anna and Poppy are too. On our way home, I texted them to let them know that Blake and I had made up and that I was going home with him.
He closes the door behind me and kicks off his shoes. I start to take off my heels, but he shakes his head.
“Those stay on.” The rough growl of his voice sends goosebumps flying across my body.
I bite back a giddy smile as he slowly steps toward me, cornering me against the wall.
He grabs my waist and kisses me. After a minute, he lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he carries me up the stairs. We’re kissing the whole time.
He gently lowers me onto his bed and drops to his knees in front of me
“What do you want me to do to you, Briar?
My breath comes rushing out of me. Sitting here, seeing this beautiful man on his knees, eager to please me, has me on the verge of coming.
I look down at his massive hands. “I want you to make me come with your hands. And then with your mouth.”
A wicked smile tugs at his lips. He leans in and kisses me.
He kisses down my neck. “Is it okay if I take my shirt off?” he asks.
I nod eagerly. I watch with hungry eyes as he peels it off and drops it on the floor.
I run my gaze over his body, in awe of how he’s the guy I’ve been lusting after for months on social media.
I reach out and touch his abs. “I can’t believe that you’re my Instagram crush.”
My mouth waters. I lean forward and press a soft kiss to his chest. Above me, he hisses.
“This whole time I’ve been drooling over you through my phone screen. I had no idea it was you.”
Gently, he grabs my chin in his hand and tilts my face up to kiss him. His tongue tangles with mine. We’re both breathing hard.
He leans back, still holding my face. “Did you touch yourself when you looked at my photos?”
I nod at him, my nerves kicking up.
His mouth curves up in a sexy smile. “That’s so hot.”
He moves me down on the bed and lies next to me on his side. He rests his massive palm on my stomach and runs his tongue along the hinge of my jaw. My eyelids flutter, and I gasp.
“I wanna watch you touch yourself, Briar. Later. Right now, I wanna make you come.”
My whole body trembles in anticipation as he slides his hand up my top.
“You…you can take my clothes off. Not just my skirt and my top, but my bra and panties too. If you want.”
His hand stills on my body. His throat bobs. “Are you comfortable with that?”
I look him in the eye and nod.
Slowly, he pulls off my top. I lift up my hips so he can slide off my skirt. I’m left in just a black lace thong and a matching bra.
My heart hammers in my chest as Blake looks up and down my body. His eyes are hazy and fiery all at once.
“Holy fuck,” he mutters.
He looks away for a second, shaking his head.
For a second, I’m confused. He seems kind of mad.
“Do you have any idea how many times I fantasized about this exact moment?” he says.
My nerves dial back. “How many times?”
“I lost count.”
I start to smile. “You like seeing me like this then?”
“I fucking love it.”
He leans down and presses a soft kiss to my collarbone. He trails down my chest, right over the swell of my boobs.
“You are so fucking sexy, Briar. So beautiful. Perfect.”
Need flashes through me as he hovers his mouth over my boobs.
“You can take it off,” I remind him.
“I will.” He swallows. “I just need to see you in this bra a little longer.”
He runs his thumb over the black lace, then looks up at me. “Can I touch you?”
I nod, and he slips his fingers into my panties. I gasp as he softly circles his fingers over my clit. The pleasure is instant. My clit is throbbing; my pussy is aching.
He circles his thumb over the lace covering my nipple, just like he did when we kissed outside the bar. That pulse in my clit intensifies. Oh. It feels like there’s an invisible wire connecting my nipples to my pussy.
I’m panting, making desperate noises.
“Will you take my bra off and put your mouth on me? Please?” I whine.
A rough sound rips from his throat. Blake unhooks my bra and tosses it to the floor.
When he swirls his tongue over my nipple, I cry out.
“Oh my god, Blake. Yes!”
He flicks his hot, soft tongue over my nipple in a steady rhythm—the same way he’s teasing my clit with his fingers.
I’m panting like I'm running a race. My chest is tight, and my skin is hot all over. Pleasure simmers inside of me, pooling between my legs. My body starts to shake.
I grip my hand around the wrist of his hand that’s in my panties. “Yes…please…just like that…I’m almost…”
He gently runs his teeth over the sensitive skin of my nipple. That causes my pussy to tighten and my clit to pulse even harder.
A second later, I fall apart. My orgasm hits like an explosion.
Pleasure pulses through my clit and pussy.
I’m coming so hard, so fast. All the muscles in my body tense.
It feels like my skin is on fire. It’s on the cusp of too much, but I love it.
I love that Blake can make me come this hard with just his hand on my clit and his mouth on my nipple.
I’m screaming and moaning, whining and whimpering. I sound so desperate.
When I start to come down, I blink quickly. Blake’s smug face comes into focus. The corner of his mouth tilts up in a sexy, satisfied smile.
I’m panting, trying to catch my breath. He leans down and kisses me.
“Was that okay?” he asks as he kisses my cheek.
I nod, too blissed out to speak. He kisses down my neck and my chest. He gives a few sweet licks and kisses to my boobs before kissing down my stomach.
Then he hooks his thumbs over the sides of my thong and slowly pulls them down. He pulls off my high heels too.
He trails kisses down the inside of my thigh as he removes the delicate fabric and drops it on the floor. My breath catches when I feel his mouth on that part of my body. No one’s kissed me there before.
He peers up at me, his eyes darkening as he focuses on my aching pussy.
He licks his lips. “I’ve been craving this, Briar.”