“I’m going to feast on you tonight, Evangelina. I’m a starved man,” Blake rasped in my ear.
Warmth flooded my entire body and, when he set me on my feet, I wasn’t sure I could walk unassisted. Sensing my vulnerability, Blake gave me a minute to steady myself.
“Is that what you meant by dessert?” I asked.
He licked his lips. “You have no idea what’s in store for you. Let’s just say, I intend to obliterate any doubts you might still have.” His eyes penetrated mine.
I simply gulped, heated vibrations engulfing me at the prospect.
Blake didn’t let me ponder his words for too long. He wrapped his arms around me and led me toward the door. “Come on, you’re freezing.” He must have mistaken the goose bumps lining my skin as a reaction to the cold when, in fact, my body was on fire. It was like a five alarm with a side of dizzy little chills.
Bypassing the front desk, Blake walked us straight to the elevator, not giving me enough time to appreciate the expensive looking lobby donned with golds and zebra prints and a floor that looked so nice I almost thought I should take my shoes off.
He pushed the button that would take us to the highest point where my eyes had drifted to minutes before when we pulled up. Resting against the back of the elevator, he pulled me to his front, wrapping his arms around my waist, and placed a kiss to the side of my neck while we took the long ride up to the roof.
I melted into his touch, closing my eyes and reveling in his closeness. I unconsciously pressed my backside into his length, purring like a kitten at the feel of it growing against me. Blake growled into my ear and caught the lobe between his teeth. “Patience, Angel. Or we aren’t setting foot outside this elevator.”
“I’m fine with that,” I breathed, suddenly needing more and not caring what his plans had been. I turned abruptly and caged him with my arms, flicking my tongue out to brush his lips. “I don’t think I can wait, Blake. I want you. Bad.”
I didn’t know what happened between yesterday and today and frankly, I didn’t care.
At my sudden assertiveness, Blake’s pupils expanded to take me in. With a grunt, he wrapped an arm around my waist and hoisted my leg up to hug his hip with the other, then he ground himself into me.
“You feel that?”
“Yes.” I panted, throwing my head back at the feel of him. How could I ever have denied myself this? What the hell had I been so scared of?
“See what you do to me?” He skimmed his hand under my skirt and cupped my bare ass, making me whimper as he pulled me deeper into his steely erection. “You drive me in-fucking-sane.” He dragged one long finger along the slim line of my sex. “And in a little while, I’m going to bury myself so deep inside you, you’re going to think you grew a new body part. But right now—you’re getting the rest of your date.” His hand left me then as he forcefully grabbed my thigh.
My breathing was coming out in ragged spurts as I dug my fingernails into his upper arms and ground my forehead into his shoulder. “Why are you torturing me?”
“Torture?” He chuckled. “What I’m going to do to you can hardly be classified as torture. Anticipation heightens everything. I can smell your arousal seeping out through your legs and my dick is aching to find it and claim it. It’ll make it that much better when I finally do. And I’m going to. Repeatedly.” He smirked knowingly.
“But just to ease your grief . . .” He slammed his hand against the controls, bringing the car to an abrupt standstill. Mischief, playfulness and need seeped out of his electric blue irises as he threw my back against the wall and slowly, deliberately lowered himself to kneel before me. He took my ankle in his hand and draped it over his shoulder. “Hold on. This is going to be quick.”
Bracing myself on the metal rail, I did just that. Blake hooked his thumb inside the thin strip of my thong and pulled it aside, caressing my clit in slow, soothing circles as he did. “A fucking peach.” His tongue started at my opening and slipped up to the bundle of nerves perched at the top. Then he closed his mouth around it, his eyes shutting as he sucked greedily.
The muscles in my belly drew in and my legs gave way. I held on tightly while Blake dug his fingers into my thighs, supporting me. “Come for me, baby. Show me what I do to you. That I’m yours.” He slipped a finger into my tight channel and sent me over the edge. I clawed his head and ground my pelvis against his face, screaming out his name as my body bucked and pulsed with my release.
Blake moaned between my legs, careful not to miss a drop of my need as I folded myself around him, unable to remain upright. Then he brought my leg down slowly and scooped me into his arms. “All mine.”