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"No, not really." I chuckle. "Hearing them yelling at each other earlier . . . it's not like us."
"They care about you, Lily. Loving someone causes us to react in extreme ways," he says, placing a finger under my chin, gently coaxing my gaze to his.
"I never realized they . . . "
His eyes don't leave mine. Something shines there— an emotion I can't fathom.
No one's ever looked at me like that.
Hesitantly, I lift my hand to his face, trailing my fingers against the stubble on his cheek with quivering fingers.
"You're rather easy to care for, Lily," he whispers, his voice husky.
"There isn't much left to care about, Blake. You really don't understand how broken I am."
"Yes, I do. I just don't care," he whispers, bringing his hands up to clasp my face. Leaning in, he presses his lips to mine. My eyes close as my body shudders under his touch.
I run my hands up his chest, his muscles firm. Fisting his hands in my hair, he pulls my body to his. Desire unravels deep in my belly, a hotline to my groin, something I've never experienced before this moment.
Fuck, I want this man.
Pushing against him, I grab his hair, tugging roughly. He growls, our tongues furiously consuming each other. I throw my leg over his, straddling him. His erection presses firmly against the crotch of my pants, the friction shooting pleasure deep into my body.
"Fuck," I growl against his lips.
He grabs my hips and stands. I wrap my legs around his waist as he moves forward, slamming my back into the wall, grinding his bulge into me. I moan again, tilting my head back. His lips trail down my neck, grazing my collarbone, and sending a new wave of shivers through me.
He pants against the base of my throat. "God, you're beautiful."
Our lips meet again and I grind myself against him. He pushes back, and we find a rhythm. The desire and pleasure is exquisite.
Blake slides a hand up my stomach and over my breast, gently pinching my nipple, and I almost explode.
"Ah! Fuck, Blake." I growl into his mouth. "I don't want my first orgasm to be with my clothes on."
He stills and pulls back, staring into my eyes, shock and confusion littering his face. "What?"
"I've never been with anyone by choice. I thought you would’ve realized that." My breathing is ragged, uneven.
He closes his eyes, shaking his head. "When was the last time you were with someone at all?"
"Do you really want to talk about this right now?"
Placing his hands around my ass, his eyes locked on mine, he turns and walks to his bed. Gently, he lays me in the middle, staying between my legs. "I need to know, hon."
I take a deep breath. "I was twenty. Somewhere between the auction and the extraction point, the team lost me. It was too late by the time Dresden and Vlad found me." I place my hand on the side of his face.
Pain flashes through Blake's eyes. "You've never been with anyone by choice? Ever?"
"No, Blake. I've never felt attraction to anyone, ever . . . until you."
He kisses the side of my mouth, gentle and sweet. I turn my eyes back to his, the deep clenching in my belly returns. Pulling his mouth to mine, I kiss him with all my energy.
"Blake."
"Yeah, baby," he says against my mouth.
"Make love to me."
