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Poppy stared up at him, her lips throbbing from what she had just done to him. He moved his hand lower until he could move the pad of his thumb over the swells of her lips. Blake appeared dazed with desire as he stared at the rhythmic motion he continued along her mouth.
“I love seeing your mouth so red and swollen from sucking my cock.” The words that came from him had a faraway quality to them. After a suspended moment, he lifted his eyes slowly to hers. “I want to be inside you, Poppy. Now.”
Her heart palpitated at his words. Before she could speak, he had his hands on her arms, and he hauled her up the length of his massive body. The way he kissed her, so demanding, controlling, like he was marking her, claiming her, was enough to have everything fade away in the distance until there was just the two of them and no worries could touch them.
For several long, intense moments, they kissed. Hands explored bodies, skin pressed against skin, and thoughts vanished in the presence of desire. He used his bigger body to move her backward until the leather of the couch pressed to her ass. Blake’s touch became firm and demanding, and when he took hold of her hips and spun her around so she was bent at the waist and her belly dug into the couch, the breath left her.
Hands landed on her ass hard, the sound of flesh meeting flesh loud. Her ass cheeks were spread, and warm breath coasted over the lips of her pussy, then he was sucking on her, lapping at her wetness and grunting against her flesh. When her second orgasm of the night barreled through her, Poppy didn’t bother suppressing her cry of pleasure.
Whooshing filled her ears, and Blake pressed his torso to her back, and his cock nudged the entrance of her cunt. The world tilted for a precious moment as neither of them moved. She swore she could feel his heart beating at the tip of his dick. In one swift, body-rocking move, Blake buried himself to the hilt inside her.
Eyes wide from the fierceness of his actions, Poppy held on. He rocked back and forth, slowly picking up momentum with every second. Soon, his hips thrust back and forth so hard as his cock pounded into her pussy that Poppy could do nothing but hold on and close her eyes. The wet sounds of her cunt sucking at his shaft fueled her and had Blake cursing in pleasure.
“Fuck, Poppy.” The pain from his viselike grip on her waist would leave bruises, but it made her feel all the more claimed by him. He had her pushed so far over the back of the couch that the tips of her toes barely touched the floor, but that was okay, because he kept her grounded.
The tip of him hit deep within her, and she gasped in pleasure.
“Hang on, baby.” He moved her slightly, so he had her ass in the position he wanted. The new angle had him hitting a spot inside her that sent fireworks careening into the tips of her fingers and the soles of her feet.
Her orgasm came upon her so quickly that it blinded her with its force. Poppy was aware of Blake pumping into her several more times, and of the filthy, erotic things he grunted out with each thrust. He groaned as he came, his erection swelling even more inside her.
The awareness of being filled to the brim with Blake’s dick was powerful. They tried to catch their breaths as neither moved from the compromising position. He pulled out of her, and the sense of loss became so great her heart skipped a beat. What they had done was not about making love.
It was raw, blazing, passionate, and hungry. It was about living and being in love, about giving up their preconceived notions of what they should and shouldn’t do. It was everything Poppy needed.
Blake gently cleaned her up and carried her to his room. Immediately, she curled into the warmth and safety his body provided.
“I love you, Blake.”
He kissed the top of her head and inhaled deeply. “And I love you, sweetheart.”
If only reality wasn’t around them, Poppy could imagine they lived in their own little bubble of bliss.Chapter 16One week later“You’ve misclassified the Abies grandis.” Maggie tossed a file in front of Poppy and glared down at her. The thin wire-framed glasses were perched on her nose, a nose that looked like a bird’s beak.
“Are you sure?” Poppy picked up the folder and scanned the printout.
Maggie snorted. “I think I would know.” Her finger jutted in front of Poppy’s eyes and forced her to lean back slightly. “You see this?”
Poppy looked at the line in reference. “Yeah?”
Maggie looked at her incredulously. “You’ve placed it with the Picea pungens. These are completely different classifications. By placing them together, you could have compromised our data.”
