Page 68 of Yours To Take
As he gets to the final button, Blake pulls the sides of my shirt apart, revealing what’s underneath.
One hand scrubs over his face while the other squeezes his cock.
“What’s this?” Blake’s eyes trail over the thin material covering my breast.
“Just a little something I picked up.”
I’ve never worn anything this nice—this fancy—before. The look in Blake’s eyes right now makes me happy Ivy and Layla forced me to buy it.
Very happy.
And based on his current reaction, he’s very happy too.
His eyes hold a reverence to them as he gazes at me. My nipples tighten under his gaze.
“You are the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, Gemma. I want to rip this right off of you.”
“You’d better not.”
“No, I don’t think so.” His finger trails over the heaving skin that’s exposed on my right breast. “I want to see you in this again.”
Blake’s smile is sultry as he leans over me, flattening his tongue over the sheer material. It’s like a shot of fire right to my core. Everything this man does to me drives me wild.
He does it again, licking the tight bud again and again. I want to reach to him. Cling to him so his mouth stays right where I want it.
“That feels so good.” Something about the fabric rubbing against my nipple as Blake works me over is driving my need higher and higher.
“It’s about to feel even better.”
Unhooking the front clasp of my bra, Blake pushes it to the side, exposing my chest. A coolness then hits one nipple.
Whipped cream. Blake drags his finger through the cream, pulling it across my chest. It’s almost a balm to my overheated skin.
Blake flicks his tongue through the mess, connecting with my nipple.
“Oh my God!” I shout. “That feels so good.”
“Only good?” Blake does it again, this time swirling his tongue around the tight bud.
Words escape me. Strong hands hold me down as he slowly—deliberately—winds me up, licking every drop off of me.
“You taste so good.” His mouth crashes to mine. It’s cool as our tongues connect, the sweetness of the strawberry lingering there. I arch into his touch, my chest brushing against his. It’s like a rocket, sending me even closer to release.
Blake undoes the button on my jeans, sliding the zipper down. Each snick of the zipper echoes around the quiet room. Tugging each leg off, Blake tosses the denim to the side.
I can’t imagine how I look. Bra and shirt hanging wide open, in only a skimpy pair of underwear with my hands tied up over my head.
Yet, somehow, I’ve never felt sexier than I do right now.
I don’t know what it is about Blake, but he makes me feel safe. He blew into my life, completely unexpected. Like I can do whatever I want with him and he won’t judge me. I’ve never felt that before.
Maybe that’s why I trusted him with the list. With my body. With everything.
“Still doing okay, Gem?”
I nod.
“Words, please.”
