“I’m not…”
Blake sat up and put his hand on her nape, pulling her face to him. “You are. And ordinarily I’d love for you to look at me like that. But when you lick your lips like that, my mind imagines all kinds of things… and all kinds of ways I want to take you.”
“And that’s a bad thing?” she teased, feeling her confidence grow at the knowledge that Blake desired her.
“Yeah, very bad. Because it means that I won’t be able to make love to you for nearly as long as I want to.”
“Ever heard of seconds?”
He laughed out loud. “Thank God for that!” Then he captured her lips and shifted to press her back into the sheets and roll over her.
Her legs fell open, making space for him. His hard cock nudged against her center, sending a spike of adrenaline through her core at the contact of skin on skin. Flames seemed to ignite inside her.
Blake tilted his pelvis and adjusted his erection.
Lilo ripped her mouth from his. “Condom,” she panted. In the heat of the moment, she’d almost forgotten about it.
He froze in mid-movement, pulling back a few inches. He expelled a breath, before moving his head from side to side. “I’m sorry. I don’t have any.” He hesitated, then pulled back farther. “I don’t… I’m healthy. The company… they test us regularly.”
She tried to make sense of his explanation. He was talking about STDs. But that wasn’t her only worry. “I’m not on the pill.” There hadn’t been any need. She hadn’t been with a man in a long time.
He seemed to relax a little. “If you’re worried about a pregnancy, don’t be. I’m sterile.”
“Sterile?”
He shrugged. “Happens to the best of us.”
“Oh.” Was it true? She hesitated, letting the words sink in.
Blake sat back on his heels. “Maybe this was a bad idea.” He reached for the duvet, pulling it halfway over her. “I don’t even have condoms in the house. What was I thinking? Of course you don’t wanna sleep with me without proper protection. You don’t know me.” He ran his hand through his hair. “You have no reason to believe a single word I’m saying.”
He jumped up from the bed. “I’ll let you get dressed.”
She watched him turn, giving her a view of his toned butt. “Blake!” She got out of bed and reached for his arm, her decision suddenly clear.
He turned, giving her a regretful smile.
“If you say you’re healthy and you can’t get me pregnant, I believe you.” She drew him closer to her. “Make love to me. Let me feel you.”
“Are you sure?”
There was a wild glint in his eyes, and it sparked something primal in her.
“Yes. Any way you want to.” She’d never given any man carte blanche, but Blake made her want to do anything and everything.
In the next instant, Blake lifted her off her feet, and a few seconds later she found herself with her back against the wall, her legs spread, suspended in the air, only held up by Blake’s strong hands. But she had no time to marvel at his strength, because he was lowering her onto his cock, seating himself deep inside her with one continuous thrust.
“Ohhhhh!” she cried out in surprise. She closed her eyes, overtaken by the sensation of how he filled her so completely. Her channel stretched to accommodate him, and all her nerve endings tingled pleasantly.
“Too much?” he mumbled.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was clenching his jaw, and the cords in his neck protruded, pulsing under the strain, a golden rim around his irises from the light reflecting off the wall.
“It’s perfect,” she managed to say. “You’re perfect.”
As if he’d been waiting for her approval, he pulled back his hips, letting his cock slide from her so only the bulbous head was still submerged, before plunging back into her. His powerful thrust robbed her of the air to breathe. She sucked in some oxygen. “Yes! Oh, Blake, yes. Just like that.”
Why she’d suddenly turned into a woman who liked to be fucked hard and fast against a wall, she had no idea. But as Blake was taking her like this, thrusting into her with powerful moves, she couldn’t imagine ever wanting anything else. She’d never in her life felt so desired.
“Baby,” he ground out against her lips, while he plunged so deep she thought he was touching her womb. “You feel so good.”
He took her lips as if wanting to eat her alive. His tongue dipped between her parted lips, exploring her, taking possession of her, making her submit to his wishes.
She surrendered willingly, opening up her body to him, giving him what he wanted. And she took what she needed, too. She soaked up all he was willing to give her. The spark that had ignited between them the night before was now burning like a wildfire. Out of control. Hot. Untamed. She’d never felt anything like it before. Never known what making love could be like. How every cell in her body could hum with pleasure.