Holy fuck!
Smooth skin rippled in waves over rock-hard abs, trailing to a deep V that plunged mercilessly into the low rise of his faded jeans. At the sight of my wide eyes, his dimple returned. “Like what you see, baby?”
I bit my lip and nodded, my fingers reaching out to trace the cut line beside his hip.
Blake smoothed his index finger over my bottom lip and then tugged at the corner, freeing it from my teeth. Then he placed a kiss full on my lips, nipped it himself, and licked the tender flesh. He let out a shiver. “I’ve been dying to do that.”
My mind toyed with the fact I didn’t feel nervous. Not one jitter, not one bead of sweat. I was willing to trust him so completely, opening a door inside myself that had been locked for so many years. So many lonely years.
Trying not to ruin the moment, I pushed all my thoughts aside and just enjoyed the feel of him. I skimmed my hands up the hard, smooth contours of his back and, when I reached his shoulder blades, I eased him toward me. His skin coated mine, his heat bleeding into me, causing a trembled wave to pass through me. The feel of my breasts pressed against his bare chest was euphoric. Our torsos one as his arms enveloped me, bringing us as close as we could get.
God, he felt so good. So right.
“I want to kiss you,” Blake breathed into my ear.
I cocked my head to the side. “Um, I think we’ve covered that, don’t you?”
Blake’s grin spread, and his eyes glowed a dark sapphire. He dragged his finger along my mouth. “I’m not talking about these lips.” He skimmed his finger along the side of my body, igniting sparks along every inch and nestled it between my legs. “I want to kiss these lips.”
Mother hell. Heat swelled through every cell, coiling in my belly and mingling with the swarming butterflies.
He twirled the string of my sweat pants around his finger and fisted the fabric. “Would that be okay?” He kissed my jaw and looked back at me for confirmation. The fact he was asking made my heart open up to him even more.
“Yes,” I breathed. “I’d love that.”
“You’d love what?” He smirked before running his nose along the outside of my ear.
“For you to kiss me.”
“Kiss you? Like this?” He pushed his tongue inside my mouth and kissed me soft and slow, his thumb rubbing circles into the throbbing flesh between my legs.
My body was going haywire. “Yes. No. You know what I mean.”
“Say it. Tell me what you want me to do to you.” He applied more pressure and slid his tongue into my mouth again.
Moaning, I broke free of the kiss and dug my nails into the roundness of his shoulders. “Kiss me. Down there.”
“Down where?” he asked innocently. “Here?” He removed his thumb from my sex, leaving my body reeling, and skimmed it along the inside of my thigh.
“Higher,” I panted, my chest heaving with built-up tension.
“Here?” He circled my belly button with his index finger and licked my earlobe.
Fuck! “My *! Kiss my fucking *!”
His eyes widened in excitement, but there was a seriousness mingled with it. “That’s my girl. Don’t hold back with me, Angel. Say what you feel and let yourself go. When I say I want you to be with me, I mean I want all of you to be with me. Tell me what you want and I’ll be there for you every time. But I can’t know unless you tell me.”
“Okay, Blake, just please . . . touch me. I can’t take it anymore,” I whisper-panted.
He put the full weight of his body over mine and licked his words into my ear, “You drive me in-fucking-sane, you know that? I wanna taste all of you. Know you’re mine as I push my tongue deep inside you and watch the look of pleasure on your face knowing I put it there.” He pulled his head back and focused on my eyes. “And I’m not gonna stop until your legs are numb and shaking around my head.”
Fuck. I was already shaking. My body couldn’t withstand the pressure anymore. I pushed my pelvis against him, anxious for relief. Raising my head off the pillow, I licked up the smooth expanse of his neck then sucked his earlobe into my mouth. “Now. Please.”
Blake’s body shuddered before he lowered himself to suck one rosy nipple, rolling the other between his fingers. He gave it a tug as he pinched the one in his mouth between his teeth then licked the soreness away. Nipping and sucking, he made his way over each of my ribs, and continued down to my belly button. His tongue circled around it and then dipped inside. My fingers knotted in the sheets beside my thighs, trying to contain the random convulsions.