Page 52 of Yours To Take
His kisses are teasing as his lips land everywhere but where I truly want them. I’m going out of my mind with need when Blake stands. Shrugging out of his sweats, every hard inch of him is on display.
“It’s unfair that you’re that good looking.”
He grabs a condom from his wallet and sets a knee on the bed.
“I could say the same to you. You look sexy as sin lying here like this. And knowing I get you all to myself?” He shakes his head. “Fuck, I don’t know if I’m worthy.”
My reach is hesitant, but I wrap my hand around the base of his cock.
“What are you thinking?” He grabs my jaw and forces my gaze to his.
“That I’m ready for you to be inside me.” I give him a slow stroke as he steps back and opens the packet in his hand.
I’m hungry for him as Blake rolls the condom down his hard length. The perfect size.
“You ready?” He settles back over me, notching the head of his cock at my entrance.
“Yes.”
I tense up as he pushes in.
“Relax. It’ll make it easier.”
I hold tighter as his free hand strums over my clit. He stops, letting me adjust before pushing in more. It stings and stretches as he sinks fully inside me.
I bite my lip to keep from crying out. It’s uncomfortable, but not the worst kind of pain I imagined.
“You okay?” Blake peers down at me. His eyes are soft.
“I need a minute,” I confess.
“Take all the time you need.” Blake peppers my lips and jaw with kisses. I don’t know how much time passes, but the tiniest swivel of my hips has pleasure masking the pain.
That. I want more of that.
“I’m ready.”
Linking our hands together, Blake brings them next to my head. His movements are slow and steady. Out, then in. Out and in.
With each thrust, I accept him more easily. Each pass has him hitting a spot deep inside me that pushes my need higher and higher.
“You feel so good, Gem.” Blake thrusts in. “So damn tight.” Another thrust. “The way you’re squeezing me. Fuck, it’s so damn good.”
“I’m close.”
I never thought I’d be able to come twice in one night, but Blake is pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Blake’s movements become more hurried and erratic. It only takes a few more pumps before I’m coming around him.
The orgasm before was good. This one blows it out of the water. It’s almost like I black out as white-hot pleasure sears through me. It’s intense, almost too much, but Blake is right there, coming. I come harder than the raging storm outside.
His head is thrown back in pleasure, the corded veins in his neck tight. I hug him to me, holding him as our heart rates slow.
“That was…” Blake starts.
“Incredible?” I finish.
A flash of lightning brightens the room.
“Give me a minute.” Blake pulls out gently, accompanied by another sting of pain, before stalking off to the bathroom.
