Blaine knew just how to do that.
He stripped Jessa naked right there in the kitchen. He sat her on the counter and dropped down between her legs. Everything happened so fast Jessa couldn’t believe her eyes or body. The first flicker of his tongue was more than enough. Her legs trembled as she felt a wild rush from deep within her core.
Blaine then gently kissed her folds and looked up at her. His eyes were like a deadly rattlesnake. He was terrifying and sexy all at the same time.
When he tasted her again, she grabbed the edge of the counter. His tongue moved fast and with purpose. The tip of his tongue cut up and down, but when he applied pressure to her clit that was it. Jessa didn’t care how fast she came, it was Blaine’s fault anyway.
As she started to climax, Blaine pulled away. He stood up and faced Jessa as her body pulsed.
“Fuck…”
Blaine grabbed her left hand and placed it between her legs. “You do it. You feel it.”
“Shit,” Jessa whispered.
Blaine curled his fingers around Jessa’s. She moved her fingers at her center, her eyes staring at Blaine. Her body raged with fire and raged with pleasure. Her toes curled as her hips kept rocking, the pleasure not stopping.
“God, I fucking love you,” Blaine growled.
He then lifted Jessa and carried her to her bedroom.
The second he entered her with his thick cock, Jessa reached back for the headboard and let out a cry. She was full, achy, and starting to come again. She arched her chest and felt Blaine’s mouth devour her neck, her chest, everywhere.
There were two sides to Blaine. The first was the raging outlaw side. The side that grabbed her hips, spun her to the side, and pounded her. His left hand holding her breast tight. His right hand gripped tight to her ass, his fingertips playing somewhere dangerous yet exciting.
Then there was a different side.
Blaine pulling out of her and slithering down. The wild sex instantly calming as he kissed over her round belly. His hands at her sides, everything becoming so tender. The tip of his nose touching the nub of her clit, for a split second, as he then drew a straight line up her body. His mouth slowly engulfing her left breast, sucking soft and then hard, to the point of Jessa hissing. He pulled away with a pop sound and then stared down at her.
He waited and Jessa reached down, her hand gripping his cock. He was wet and smooth, thick and full. She stroked him over and over, feeling every inch of his cock. The steely definition tempted her in wild ways. She then caught herself sitting up, wanting to take control. She put her hand to his chest and pushed, forcing him back.
It was her turn to taste him.
“Be careful,” Blaine warned.
“Try me,” Jessa whispered.
She slid her hand down to the root of his cock and held tight. Her tongue swirled around the tip of his dick as she stared at him. He gritted his teeth and groaned. She knew he was close. That was good. She wanted all of him.
Her lips eased over his head and kept going. She didn’t stop there either. Moving as slow as she could, she took Blaine as deep as she could physically allow. Then she moved in reverse, just as slow.
“Holy fuck,” Blaine growled.
Jessa pulled off him and licked her lips. She went back down again. This time with more speed. Her tongue pressed hard to the bottom of his shaft and she sucked him. Her hair bounced all around. Her other hand squeezed and offered little jerks, anything to bring him to finishing. Blaine touched the back of her hair and started to thrust. They found a rhythm together, but that only lasted a short while.
Blaine hissed and every beautiful muscle in his outlaw body flexed as he started to come.
Jessa felt him inside her mouth, her warm reward for such hard work. She held steady for the first few pumps and then started to slowly slide up and down, not wanting to miss out on anything. She kept the same slow movement for at least another minute before pulling away.
Blaine touched her cheek and ran his thumb along her top lip. “Goddamn.”
“Better than that whore?” Jessa asked.
It had been burning in her since the day it happened. She wanted to know. She needed to know.
“Better than any whore,” Blaine said. “I swear on my dick.”
“I’m your favorite whore now?”
“Forever.”
Jessa kissed up Blaine’s body, tasted the hard ridges of all his muscle. She pressed her body tight to his and just stayed there. His arms wrapped tight around hers. Between them, there was life in her belly. She felt a fluttering feeling. She couldn’t be sure if it was the baby kicking or if it was just her falling in love even more.
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