"Go faster," I moaned as I tried to speed up my own hips. Soon, I was out of breath, and when Blake noticed me slowing down he decided to take control..
With his arm around my waist, he was pumping in and out of me. Again, he was at top speed, slamming into me roughly and mercilessly, like he owned the hole he was using. He had one hand on my nipple, squeezing it and playing with it, when, out of nowhere, he pulled my head back, turned my face around, and kissed me deeply. He was slowing down and going in deep.
"You remember when you told me this is how you liked it?" he murmured, nibbling on my lower lip.
"Yes," I moaned.
"And have I been taking you by surprise?"
I chuckled. "So all along..."
"I've really been giving it to you the way you wanted." He moaned with me.
"Thank you." I rolled my hips slowly all the while holding in my muscles. When he groaned, I released.
"You don't know what you're doing to me, Christina."
He bent me completely over, put an arch in my back, and started to dominate my body. He was forcing himself in and out of me energetically. He was showing no signs that he was going to stop any time soon. He pulled my hair and dipped even further in me. I already exploded against him twice and yet he had not. How could he go on? The intense speed, how he was fiercely inside of me, I felt myself getting sore. I was still wet but I knew tomorrow, I might have to consider the fact that I wouldn't be able to move much.
He groaned out loud and started to put his hands around my neck. I thought he was going to squeeze it again, but instead, he brought me up and turned my head around as much as he could.
"Kiss me." And I did. He pulled away and looked me right in the eyes. Those emerald green eyes looked right at me and he said, "I love you." His voice was thick with lust and emotion.
My eyes opened wide.
"I love you, too," I responded with feeling, my heart doing the happiest dance it had in my life. I kissed him hard and he reached his climactic finish.
Blake held me in a tight embrace after we finished pulling ourselves together. When I tried to pull away from his arms, he held me even tighter.
"Are you planning on letting me go any time soon?" I laughed.
"No, I'm not going to let go. I'm going to try hard to hold on... despite anything that may come our way." I pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. I couldn't see what shade of green they were. I couldn't read his face.
"Blake..." My phone's vibration caught my attention.
"Go ahead." He motioned toward the table.
I picked up my phone and saw that I missed a call from Vanessa. She left a voicemail.
"Hey, Chrissy, I know you're with Blake and I don't want to spoil your night, so when you get the chance, please don't hesitate to call me. We need to talk, either tonight or tomorrow at work."
"That is so weird," I breathed, listening intently to see if she'd say anything else.
"What is it?"
"Vanessa called and left a message."
"About what?"
"Who knows?" I shrugged my shoulders.
"I have a really busy day tomorrow. I have meetings and things all day. I hate to leave things like this..."
"I know you have a ton of work, babe," I walked over and kissed his forehead. "Don't you worry about me, I'll be fine."
"I love you, Christina. Remember that."
"I love you, too," I responded happily. But something was eating away at me. As loved as I felt right now, I was getting the feeling that loving Blake was going to be the easiest and the hardest thing I'd ever do. I was going to get to the bottom of it, and then I was going to make Blake feel better. No matter what it took.
Chapter 14
I walked into the office, floating on cloud nine and feeling like nothing could bring me down from this high-on-love-and-life feeling. Work could fire me today, and I would not care. I didn't need work, I had everything I needed with Blake. (But since I could have both, I had to still be practical and go to work anyway.) I was smiling at everyone and wishing them a good morning. While I didn't have a reputation for being mean to anyone at work, I usually kept to myself and people were taken aback by how friendly I was being. Everyone looked at me strangely. I guess they were used to my resting bitch face.
"Vanessa?" I peeked my head into her office and saw that she wasn't there. I was going to walk away but there was something that caught my attention on her desk. It was a stack of tabloid magazines. Cloud nine was an illusion, and I had a rude awakening as I came crashing down from my bliss. On one of the covers, there was a picture of Blake and they pasted a picture of Blonde Beauty next to him. The headline read "Billionaire Romance Heating Up!!" and underneath, it said that she and Blake were seeing each other every night. They had a few pics of them in restaurants together but only I knew the truth. It looked romantic but I knew it was just business.
"Hey," Vanessa came in and closed the door. "I had a thing with a client and..." She sighed. "You already know how they can get."
"You don't even have to explain. So what's up? I got your message."