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“I know,” he replies, and I feel the release of my skirt, tearing under his firm grip as I lift my legs to wrap around his shoulders. His whole body working perfectly to position mine on the couch so he can pleasure me.
A few hours ago I would have doubted everything, but with Blake’s firm hands on my body, they tell me what I’ve been longing to hear my whole life.
He’s here, he’s real and he wants me.
All my self-doubt, all my hang-ups just seem to evaporate under him. He’s like the heat my wetness needs turning it to steam.
Evaporating.
There’s something, like feeling at home with Blake, the manly ‘ghost’ I’ve just met and fallen for in an instant.
Something about this big old house, his huge frame shielding mine from the storm, like the house itself.
Solid, strong, and protective.
I shudder as his hands run up the inside of my thighs, pressing them gently but firmly further apart as I sense my own essence rising up and filling the air.
He inhales deeply, lowering his face over my mound just enough so his days’ old stubble scratches at my smooth skin, making me shiver all over again.
“Just perfect,” he growls to himself, taking his time to let me know he likes what he sees as much as he can’t wait to help himself to what I have.
I hear myself whimpering. Writhing under his strong hands.
A needful sound now, I can feel my whole body quivering in anticipation, longing for his mouth on me now, a stronger need than having his mouth on mine just moments ago.
Without knowing how or even caring that I’m completely naked now, Blake pulls away from me long enough to pull his own shirt off in one smooth motion.
The singular sight of his huge, tanned, and muscular frame as it flexes its way back towards me is enough to make me reach for him, gripping at his rock hard neck and shoulders as I press him urgently down onto me.
We both moan as soon as his lips touch me. His deep groans echoing through me, right up inside me, while his expert hands and then tongue along with his mouth begin to penetrate me.
Awaken me.
“Tell me this is mine. Tell me you want to give this to me,” he says slowly, lifting his mouth from me just long enough to ask, to command.
My head is pumping so fast, and I feel something inside me about to burst. I can’t even get the words out, only another sound that matches the thrusting of my hips as I bury myself in his face again in answer.
His low sounds, grunts, and groans tell me he’s satisfied, that he’s found his prize and needs only to claim it properly.
I’ve never felt anything like this in my whole life.
It’s almost scary how good I feel, how powerful the effect Blake has on my body and my feelings, all from touching me down there like this.
My mind swims with the idea again, that maybe he really is a ghost, that none of this could possibly be real. But as soon as I feel the heat rising up inside me, working its way down to his mouth, I know it’s real.
His hands’ sense as much as the rest of him, and they move to cup my ass, lifting it as though I weigh nothing as he kneads and squeezes my cheeks in time with his increased frenzy as he works my clit and twitching hole with his hot, smooth tongue.
“It’s yours,” I gasp, gripping his thick hair with both hands. “I’m yours,” I whine, feeling my whole body stiffen as he murmurs with a pleasing sound, taking more of me into his mouth than before, drinking from me as I shudder with the first climax I’m to have at his command.
Chapter Eight
Blake
Team appointed lawyers always told us in no uncertain terms to be specific when it came to our own terms of contract.
I learned a lot from them, and once Lois tells me she’s mine, I vow to hold her to that.
In the best possible way.
Its music to my ears to hear her tell me she wants to giver herself to me, all of her.
But I have to admit, I’m kinda lost in the magical moment of her finally coming in my mouth.
I realize I could literally drink from Lois all day, all night if need be, telling myself that’s the best way to weather any storm.
But she’s trying to tell me something.
I’m so lost in trying to pleasure her some more, get her to her next happy place, that I almost miss her trying to tell me before she literally tugs at my hair.
I move up to her sweet face, kissing her with a devilish grin on mine as I savor her taste mixed in her mouth as it blends with mine.
