Page 50 of Yours To Take
“Blake…”
“What do you need?”
“I…I don’t know. More?”
Another heated kiss. “More I can give you.”
Blake lifts my shirt, kissing the soft skin of my stomach. His beard has me shifting below him. His hands pull down the waistband of my joggers.
His hard length is tenting his own sweats. It’s causing all sorts of filthy images to fill my head.
Just because I’ve never had sex before doesn’t mean I’m a blushing prude.
Reaching behind him, Blake pulls his T-shirt over his head and drops it beside the bed. God, his abs are drool-worthy.
“I’m glad you approve.” Blake smirks down at me.
“Oh, God. Did I say that out loud?”
He hovers over me, his chest brushing against mine. “You did.” His fingers fist in my shirt. “But I don’t mind hearing it.”
Blake nips and sucks at my lips, my jaw, my neck, before removing my shirt. My nipples are hard, ultrasensitive against the cool air.
“You are so fucking beautiful, Gemma.” His breath is hot against my skin. “I don’t know where I want to start.”
Everywhere Blake’s eyes move, I feel them. They roam over every inch of my exposed body. The lustful look in his eyes makes me bold.
Arching up, I reach behind and unsnap my bra. I do nothing else. “How about here?”
Blake drags a single finger down my chest, hooking into the front band of my bra and pulling it down. A growl escapes his lips. He reaches down, squeezing his dick in his pants.
“Gemma, what are you doing to me?” Leaning over, Blake takes a nipple between his teeth. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt. The scratchiness of his face against my skin sends heat coiling through me.
“Gah!” I rub my legs together, needing friction.
His mouth continues to assault my breast, alternating between nipping, sucking, and swirling his tongue around the hard peak.
My hands scratch down his back, pulling him closer. He doesn’t relent, shifting his focus to the other side.
“Blake. Oh my God.”
His mouth is magic.
“You like that?” The vibrations of his voice ratchet my need higher.
“Why do I feel like I could come?” It’s more said to myself, but it has Blake pulling off me with a pop.
“That’s not how I want you coming the first time tonight.” The command in his voice is sexy.
“Then how do you want me coming?”
“The first time?” Blake asks, his eyes once again moving down my body. “The first time, I want you coming on my fingers. The second time? The second time will be on my cock.”
His words increase my desire. I can’t wait to feel him inside me.
“Then can you get moving?”
“Tsk, tsk. You really think I’m going to rush through this?” Warm lips come down on my stomach, licking and kissing his way south. “I plan on taking my time with you, Gemma Winchester.”
