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Rope. Another cuff.
He's gentle about sliding off my other shoe.
My breath hitches. My heart races. Nerves rise up in my stomach as he cuffs my other ankle. I trust him. But this is a lot.
I'm immobile.
I shift, testing the restraints. They're tight. I have a few inches of wiggle room at best.
He moves off the bed. A drawer opens. Then he's back on the bed, his crotch planted over mine.
He feels so good against me. It pushes all my nerves away. It pushes away every thought but more.
"Careful." He lifts my head and pulls something over it. A blindfold. "Comfortable?"
The world is dark. It sends my body into overdrive. Every inch of me is buzzing.
I need him to touch me.
Kiss me.
Fuck me.
I need everything.
"Yes," I say.
"Good." He shifts off the bed again.
There are sounds. Footsteps. He's leaving. What the hell?
I tug at the restraints but there's no give. I have no choice but to wait for him.
Anticipation fills me slowly.
My limbs, my chest, my stomach—everything gets light. Every inch of me gets desperate. A buzz spreads through my torso, down my legs, up my arms, all the way to my fingers and toes.
His footsteps get closer. He's coming back. He's going to touch me. I need him to touch me.
I can hear Blake undressing. A button shifting out of a hole. A zipper undoing. Pants dropping to the floor.
Tension builds inside me. It's like I'm climbing up a roller-coaster, desperately anticipating the release of the drop.
He shifts onto the bed. Parts of his body press against mine. An arm, a hand, his chest. His bare skin sends a shiver down my spine. We're close.
A cap is undone, and I instantly smell chocolate. My thighs shake. That must be...
He squeezes the bottle. His fingers slide over my lips. Chocolate sauce. Dark and sweet and just a little bit sticky.
I lick it off my lips, savoring the feel of it on my tongue. He squeezes the bottle again then slides his fingers into my mouth. I suck hard. I get every drop.
Blake draws a line over my collarbone, my breasts, down my stomach. I arch my back, buck my hips. It's the only movement I've got.
He straddles me. Fabric presses against my sex. Dammit. His boxers are in the way.
I shift to press my sex against his cock. He feels so good, so close, even with the fabric between us.
He pins my hips to the bed. "Not yet."
My breath hitches.
His commands fan the fire inside me, but I need him touching me.
Waiting is torture.
His breath gets harder.
Heavier.
Like this is killing him as much as it's killing me.
He drags his hands up my sides and over my shoulders.
His lips brush my skin.
He licks the chocolate sauce off my neck. With soft strokes. Then hard ones.
He moves down my body, licking every drop of syrup.
He stops at my nipples to suck hard. The pressure is so intense it hurts, but it's a good hurt. A fucking amazing hurt.
My back relaxes. I sink into the bed under his weight. I soak in the feeling of his tongue.
He traces his steps back up my neck like he's making sure to get every drop.
He kisses me. He claims me with his tongue. He tastes like chocolate and sugar and sweat. He tastes fucking good.
I gasp as Blake releases our kiss.
I arch my back like I'm begging him to take me to the edge.
He doesn't. He stays slow. He stays merciless.
He licks his way down my stomach, lapping up every bit of syrup. My sex clenches.
He's at my belly button. Then below it.
So damn close.
He sucks on the skin of my inner thigh then moves down to my knee. Then to the other leg and back up again.
His teeth scrape my skin.
Almost.
So… close…
I shift my hips, begging him for release.
He nips at my inner thigh.
Lower.
Higher.
The other leg.
Higher.
Almost.
There.
His tongue slides over my folds.
My body screams with relief. His mouth feels so fucking good against me.
I relax into his touch. I let go of controlling any bit of this.
He sucks on my folds. Then scrapes his teeth against them. Not hard enough to hurt. Only hard enough to feel amazing.
He moves to the other side and does the same thing.
He tortures me with his mouth, winding me up, taking me closer, licking me up and down.
Pleasure shoots through me as his tongue flicks against me. There's no way to move. There's nothing I can do to contain the sensation.
I groan his name. But it's not enough. The intensity is overwhelming.
He licks me with a steady rhythm. It's exactly what I need.
Tension builds inside me. Faster and harder and deeper.
Almost.
He pulls back.
I cry out. "Please."
His teeth scrape my inner thigh.
"Blake..."
"Louder."
"Blake. Please... Blake. I need to come. Please."
He flicks his tongue against me.
"Blake. Please…"
He pins my pelvis to the bed, holding me in place as he licks me.
Pleasure builds inside me. It winds tighter and tighter.
Then everything unleashes.
My orgasm sends me into free fall.
My sex clenches. Pleasure radiates through my belly and thighs.
"Blake," I groan.
I come down, panting in a desperate bid to catch my breath.
He shifts. Fabric moves. He must be taking off his boxers.
Almost…
He pins my shoulders to the bed.
His knees nudge my thighs apart.
I can feel his warmth against my sex.
I arch my back, trying to meet him, but I'm not close enough.
He digs into my skin, shifting his weight into my hips.
Almost.
His tip slides over my clit. Over my sex.
He teases me.
Again.
Again.
"Blake." I arch my hips, pushing him deeper. "Please."
Still, he teases again.
Again.
"Please," I breathe. It's the only word in my head. Please. Please everything.
He teases again and again.
And again.
I'm ready to scream when he finally slides inside me.
It's fast. One hard thrust. It hurts, but it feels so fucking good. I feel so fucking whole.
Pleasure shoots through my limbs. I'm back on that ride, ready to climb all the way to the top. He's taking me there. He's taking me to another free fall.
He thrusts into me fast and hard. His breath catches.
He groans as he sinks into me.
My nipples scrape against his chest. He nips at the skin on my neck. Groans into my ear.
I can't move. I can't do anything but soak in the feeling of our bodies connecting.
And fuck, it feels so good.
All his skin against mine.
Him driving inside me.
With a few more thrusts, I'm at the edge. Then I'm there, my sex pulsing as I come.
I groan his name again and again.
I shake. I shudder. I rock my hips against him.
But it's not enough. I don't have time to come down. He's still driving inside me.
It hurts, but in a good way.
Blake fucks me.
There's no other way to describe it.
A groan overtakes him.
He goes harder.
Harder.
His nails sink into my skin.
His body s
hakes.
"Kat," he groans.
One more thrust, and an orgasm overtakes him. He comes inside me. He rocks into me as he spills every drop.
When he's finished, he collapses next to me. Kisses my neck.
A few shifts of his weight on the bed and he's taking off my restraints. The ankles first, then the wrists. I curl my body to wrap it around his.
Blake pulls off my blindfold. I blink my eyes open and stare into his.
"You okay?" he asks.
I nod as I sink into his touch.
Right now, I'm perfect.
I'm exactly where I need to be.
Chapter Nineteen
We take a long shower together. Blake rubs soap over every inch of my skin and rinses me off carefully. I return the favor.
It's the first time I've really gotten to touch him. His body is all hard muscles and perfect lines. He really is gorgeous.
After, he helps me into a soft terry cloth robe. It's as lush and luxurious as everything else in the apartment.
We move to the kitchen.
