Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
My climax was getting closer as he circled his finger around my clit and began to fuck me harder and faster. I cried out his name and heard my voice pleading with him.
“My girl wants it hard?” he asked, sounding like he was close to his release too. I could hear the excitement in his voice. “You ready for me to fill this hot pussy with my load?” he asked.
“Yes,” I moaned and slammed back onto him as I cried out his name. My orgasm hit me so hard that my body jerked several times.
Blaise grabbed my right butt cheek in his hand and let out a groan. “Fuck yes! Take it,” he yelled as he began to shoot inside of me.
He continued to move in and out slowly until I could feel his warmth leaking down the inside of my thighs. When he finally pulled free from me, I fell limp onto the bed.
He moved to lie beside me again, covering up our bodies and pulling me to his chest. Exhausted and sated, I fell back to sleep quickly.
I was alone in bed when I opened my eyes again. Stretching, I felt the stickiness between my legs from last night and decided to go get in the shower before I did anything else. Throwing back the covers, I walked to the bathroom, and the light came on. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror to see my hair a tangled mess, but the dark circles under my eyes were fading.
A wave of nausea settled over me, and I frowned, unsure of why that was happening again. I’d just gotten up, and I hadn’t had time to think about my life. No reason to get upset so early. Stepping into the shower, I turned on the warm water and waited until it felt good before I stood under it.
My eyes were closed, and water was running over my face and hair when I heard the shower door open. Snapping my eyes open, I turned to see a naked Blaise joining me. He smirked at me as he wrapped his arm around my waist while he stood behind me. I leaned back onto his chest, needing his warmth.
“Good morning,” he said near my ear.
“Good morning,” I replied.
“I was disappointed that you were washing my cum off your body until I saw you standing naked under the shower. That view made me see things differently,” he said.
“Hmm, I was sticky.”
“I’ll clean you up,” he whispered, then reached for the body wash and poured some into his palm.
I held my breath as he began rubbing it on my stomach and breasts. My nipples hardened under his touch, and he lingered there longer before moving lower until he was washing the insides of my thighs. I trembled slightly as I watched him kneel in front of me and wash my calves and feet before he stood back up and got more body wash in his hand, then moved to do the same to my backside. He enjoyed washing my bottom and spent more time there than necessary, then moved down the backs of my thighs.
When he stood back up, he turned me to face him. I realized his touch had eased my nausea. Maybe it was my insecurities that had been causing it. If that was the case, I needed counseling. This wasn’t healthy. Finding my own place and being independent might be all that could help me. Staying here and letting Blaise take care of me was just going to make me feel worse as time went on.
He reached for my right leg and pulled it up to his side, leaving me open. I grabbed his arms for support as he slid inside of me slowly. “I was just going to bathe you, but I can’t seem to keep my dick out of you,” he growled.
That was his weakness. Wanting to fuck me.
Our wet bodies slapped against each other. Blaise reached for my other leg, and I wrapped my arms around his neck when he picked me up and turned to press my back against the stone wall. He pumped into me harder, then lowered his head until his lips were on the curve where my neck and shoulder met. I gasped at the sharp bite of his teeth, and the pain ignited my orgasm.
“BLAISE!” I screamed out his name and held on to him as the pleasure washed over me.
When he finally stopped biting me, his eyes locked with mine. There was a fierce look on his face as he slammed into me hard before he threw back his head and shouted out my name as he came inside me. I buried my face in his chest and wished this were different. That I could have him in all ways, not just with sex.