“Taste me then…” I sigh as another finger slides in effortlessly.
“Trust me, Princess. I will.” He chuckles huskily, thumbing my clit as he plunges faster inside of me. My back arches as my hips rock against his palm.
I didn’t believe that he would actually put his mouth on my pussy until his gaze fully darkened. The intensity of my moans grow as I watch him become overtaken by a completely different aura. No longer was he the funny and shy man from the party. He is sexy and most of all intoxicating as he pulls me closer to him. Blake smiles up at me and proceeds to take me into his warm mouth, sucking and teasing me in the best way possible.
He plunges harder, faster into me with all three fingers as his mouth works me in ways I’ve never experienced before.
“Fuck, Blake…” I cried out clenching around him as the feeling of euphoric eroticism built larger and larger in my stomach.
“I know, Princess. I know…” His eyes held a sense of cockiness as he looked up at me, and if I hadn’t been getting devoured by the man, I might’ve just cursed him out.
Cocky asshole.
He swirled his tongue in the most unspeakable way, sucking my clit as if it were his favorite piece of candy. The warmth in my stomach grew to an all time high as he drew me in with his mouth, unwavering and unyielding to my cries of ecstasy.
“I’m gonna’… Fuck—” Before I can finish my sentence, the sound of a lock clicking pauses me. And before I know it, the door is wide open with a talldark-skinned man, Braxton, I think, walking in with a large smile completely unaware of the scene unfolding.
“Hey B, your time is…OH— Oh my—”
“Out,” Blake commands.
Peeling myself off Blake, I shiver in embarrassment. We got caught by hisfriend.
Fuck me, and fuck this shit.
This is more embarrassing than when I fainted the first time I used a toy in the shower and my mom found me on the ground.
I run out of the room before Braxton can get a chance and make my way down the stairs thankful that the party is still going and that there is barely anyone on this floor.
Bum rushing the kitchen, I’m happy when I can instantly find Georgia, Darius, and Jace.
“Hey, doll, where ya’ been?” she asks, smiling brightly with a red solo cup in hand.
“No time to chat,” I rushed out turning to Darius, the only person I knew who didn't drink tonight. When Georgia had introduced us, the first thing he told me was that he wasn’t drinking in case we needed a ride. So, now was the time to take him up on his offer. “Can you give us a ride?” I ask looking over my shoulder for the confused man I just left. Seeing that Blake is nowhere near, I sigh in relief.
“Yeah, of course. Let me get my keys…”
“He seems nice!” I tell Georgia as she wraps an arm around my shoulder, she smiles down at me for a second before tilting her head at me.
“I’m going to pretend you don’t smell a little like sex right now because we’re going to get some ice cream and then, when we get home, you’re going to tell me what the fuck happened with you.”
“How about now?”
“It was no five minutes ago, and it’s still a no now.” I roll my eyes at the pouty Georgia behind me. Since we woke up this morning and decided to clean the apartment, she’s been pestering me about what did and did not happen in Blake’s room last night.
“Oh come on, CJ! You’ve given me nothing.” She groans folding another towel asTales of a New Girlplays unwatched on our living room TV. I fight a laugh as she throws the towel at me, unfolding it.
“That's because nothing happened,” I lie, fumbling with my middle finger’s ring.
“Liar.” Sienna yawns, stalking into the apartment dressed in a large t-shirt and shorts. Her pink hair wildly pulled into a bun.
“Is everyone in here fucking beside me?!” Georgia exclaims, gawking at Sienna as she plops down on the couch looking worn out.
Sienna scoffs as if what Georgia said was an insult, grabbing the discarded towel. “I’m not fucking anyone; I spent the entire night teaching an adorable four-year-old how to do a perfect Mont de Jambe and then I crashed at the studio.” She sighs, running a hand over her face.
“A four-year-old?” Georgia furrows her eyebrows as she looks between Sienna and me.
“New job.” We say in unison as Georgia nods in acknowledgement.
