Page 51 of Yours To Take
“You’re driving me crazy.”
“Hopefully a good crazy.”
Blake’s fingers hook into my underwear and tug them down. I’m completely exposed to him. It’s new. Exciting. Slightly anxiety-inducing.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Blake’s words are calming as his lips move up my legs. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
“Blake,” I whine.
“Patience, Gemma. I want you relaxed and ready before we get to the main show.”
This. This right here is why I waited and held out for the right guy. I knew there wouldn’t be the perfect guy, but I wanted the right guy.
Blake is the right guy.
“If you keep working me up, I will not be very relaxed.”
He smiles against me. “We can’t have that, now can we?”
Sinking a finger inside me, Blake takes me in another searing kiss. My hands find his biceps, holding on tight. He pumps his finger in and out, curling it at the right angle to send me soaring.
“Holy shit!” It’s even better than the first time with Blake after the bar.
“That feel good?”
I nod. “Keep doing that.”
He heeds my directions. One finger becomes two. There’s a bite of pain with the pleasure as Blake draws an orgasm out of me.
Words escape me as my entire body shakes with release. Nothing has ever felt as good as this. My toes curl as my fingers scrape Blake’s back, holding on to him for dear life.
Stars explode behind my eyes as Blake stills his fingers inside me. He’s right there beside me, a tender smile on his face, as I come back down to earth.
“Holy shit.”
“You keep saying that.”
His fingers grasp my chin and turn my face toward him. His fingers—the same ones that were just inside me—paint my lips before he takes me in a heated kiss.
My pussy clenches.
It’s dirty and raw and so damn good, I moan around him.
Blake takes his time, a languid kiss as his hands explore again. This time, I get my hands in on the action, pulling at the waistband of his sweats.
“Oh, no you don’t.” He grabs my hand and stops me.
“Why not?” I throw a little pouting lip in for good measure.
“I’m not coming until I’m inside of you.”
“Then can you hurry it up?”
Blake grins down at me. “What did I tell you about that?”
I huff out a breath. “Excuse me for wanting more of that.”
Kissing his way down my body, Blake’s eyes stay locked on mine. “There will be plenty more of that.”
