Page 80 of Blade
“Delil–”
Blade’s voice sweeps through the room and then stops abruptly as I turn, the shock on his face causing Sunday to giggle.
“What do you think of your woman now, Blade?”
Sunday teases, but I’m almost afraid to witness his reaction.
“If I may ask you a favor, darlin’.”
His low, husky drawl is directed at Sunday, but his eyes gleam as they pin me in place.
“Can you give us a minute?”
“A minute?” Sunday chuckles. “Don’t talk yourself down, Blade. My work here is done.”
She winks as she closes the door behind her, and Blade can’t tear his eyes from mine.
My entire body weakens, melts into a puddle of delirious lust as he moves slowly, his burning gaze never leaving mine for a second.
I stand, my freshly dyed locks swinging to my shoulders, and I lean back against the counter, the mirror behind me. He stops inches from me and without a word reaches out and runs his fingers through my hair.
“Fuck.”
His low hiss increases the heat between my thighs, and his hand drops, snaking around my waist as he tugs me hard against his body.
“I’m pleased to meet you, Aspen.”
My eyes twinkle.
“You must be Blade.”
His hand inches under my top from behind, and he pushes me back against the counter, his leg pushing mine apart, his head dipping to my lips. He tugs my lower lip between his teeth and sucks gently. I moan as his hand pushes up against my breast.
I am delirious with need as he pushes my t-shirt over my head as I fumble with his jeans. There is only one outcome possible right now, and it begins and ends with him buried deep inside me.
I palm his cock, running my nails against the skin of his balls, his low hiss exactly the reaction I was aiming for.
“Fuck, baby.”
His groan is tortured. I am the same, and I guide him toward my drenched pussy, pulling him in deep.
“Fuck.”
I bite my lower lip as he moves in slowly at first, then deeper, one hand lifting my leg over his arm as he pushes inside me. Sweat glides down my back as he bites my neck, his teeth dragging over the sensitive skin, the gentle thump of my back as it hits against the marble top.
I hold on around his neck as he takes me, his sheer size shielding me from view should anyone enter. It adds tothe excitement, wondering if anyone will and his low whisper against my ear cause shivers to ripple through my entire body.
“You may have changed your hair, your name and your appearance, darlin’, but you’ll always bemywoman, Aspen, no matter what name you go by.”
He thrusts harder. Driving his point home. Owning me, possessing me, completing me.
“I love you, Blade.”
I don’t care that he stills, that I went there and laid bare my feelings. I had to tell him.
I pull back and grip his face hard in my hand, my expression fierce.
“Deal with it, soldier, because I mean every word.”
