I glanced down just as his blue diamonds found my gaze. His face split into a broad smile as he took the string of my sweatpants into his mouth and tugged them untied with his teeth. Watching him, I couldn’t help but picture what he’d done to that cherry. Something told me I was about to find out, and I squirmed in anticipation.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband and slid my pants down, tossing them to the floor behind him. Stopping for a moment, he stared up the landscape of my body, exposed and open for him. “My God you’re so fucking beautiful. I’m sorry, but you are.” His eyes were unapologetic, yet soft.
My chest constricted as that small and simple word left his mouth, but I knew he genuinely meant it, and I appreciated the sentiment. I didn’t flinch. I thought I would, but I didn’t. Instead, I reached down between my legs and caressed the side of his face, not wanting to ruin the moment. I wasn’t sure if he was testing me, but I wanted him to know I meant what I said and was undeniably his. “It’s okay. Thank you.”
He smiled, dragging a finger up the center of my folds. “Jesus, you’re so wet. I’m going to enjoy every . . . last . . . drop of you.”
He removed his finger and put it in his mouth, closing his eyes as though he was savoring the taste, and then placed it to my clit, rubbing slow, tantalizing circles. My head dipped back into the pillow, and my back arched as he pushed two fingers inside me, keeping his thumb pressed to the tight bud the whole time. His fingers moved in and out of me, swirling deep, and driving me insane.
“Blake, your mouth, please. Kiss me.” The words came out in a breathy whisper.
He removed his fingers and I gasped, feeling empty.
“Look at me,” he commanded. “I want you to watch me. See what I do to you.”
When I looked down, Blake’s eyes held a sense of possessiveness I’d never seen before. He turned his head to the side and kissed the inside of one of my thighs before biting the meaty flesh and then licking it. He repeated the same thing to the other leg, sending quivers prickling up my spine. It felt like he was marking his territory. His gaze locked on me as his tongue snaked out from between his lips, and he very slowly dragged it from my opening, up the length of my lips, and over my clit. Then he closed his mouth around my throbbing heat and sucked it into his mouth. I let out a whimper, twisting the sheets even further.
Releasing his suction, he licked one more time and then took two of his fingers and spread me open, kissing me the same way he would my mouth. Slow. Delicate. Mind numbing sensations rippled through me. He kissed and licked and circled my sex, making love to me with his mouth, and I nearly came right then.
“Blake. Faster. Please,” I panted.
He put his lips to me with a, “Mmmm,” sending vibrations into my sex. “I want you to come slow.” He licked again. “Keep your eyes on my mouth, Angel.” He kept his tongue visible and circled it around my clit and then sucked the swollen flesh into his mouth. His strokes were still slow, but he applied a bit more pressure and I found myself shaking, teetering on the brink.
I dove my fingers into his hair and pulled his mouth to me, feeling myself fall to the other side, whimpering in ecstasy. My body sunk, lax into the mattress, but the licking never ceased.
Blake began soft, lapping kisses once again, and my belly tightened in response. My breathing strained as I looked down at him. He showed no signs of stopping. Instead, from between my legs, he raised one eyebrow at me and stiffened his tongue as he pushed it inside of me.
Fisting his hair, my head fell back as he fucked me with his tongue. He slid both hands up my ribcage to find my breasts, rolling my nipples around in his fingers. My back bowed as I felt another orgasm taking shape in my core. He tugged both of my nipples, pushed into me once last time, and the sensations rippled outward, sending me spiraling into bliss.
Suddenly, all tension left my body. I felt weightless and spent, and my face twisted in ecstasy as I looked down at him, still perched between my legs, looking as eager as ever.
“My God,” I gasped for air. “You’re fucking incredible.”
“Hold on, Angel. You have one more for me.”
“What? I don’t think I can.” I couldn’t hide the panic in my voice. I felt drained, numb.
“You can, baby. Come for me one more time.” Without warning, he slipped two fingers inside me and began sucking on my sensitive flesh once again. The need returned immediately. He sent his fingers deeper inside with each thrust and, when he hooked them just right, the buildup was too much to hold on to anymore.
My body rose up from the bed as I cried out, “Blake!” and then collapsed back against the mattress. Small jolts wracked my body, and my legs fell limp. Blake brought me down slowly, lapping up every drop of my release before placing a kiss to my most delicate area, his arms still hooked around my quivering thighs.
Releasing them, he crawled up the length of my body, feathering kisses along every inch. His last kiss was to my lips before nestling his nose into the curve of my neck, curling up next to me, and dragging me into the cocoon of his body.