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Naked, if I can.
When Blake breaks the kiss, his lips are parted and his breathing comes in shallow gasps.
Blake pulls me closer still so that his lips are close to my ear.
“I know you think I’m toying with you, Rachel. We should be mature about this. Professional. But I can’t help what I want when I’m around you. And I’m a man who’s used to getting what he wants.”
I shiver. “What do you want, Blake?”
“I want to fuck you.”
He doesn’t have to say anything else. My core tightens, heat washes through me and pools between my legs.
Iwanthim to fuck me.
I look up at him, and his eyes are filled with lust. It echoes my own need. We don’t have to speak words to know what we’re thinking. Blake takes my hand and interlinks our fingers. That act alone is intimate.
When we leave the hall, with the business colleagues and investors who all probably know exactly what we’re going to do, I don’t give a shit. I’m driven by my hormones, my need for him. I’m driven by the primal force that draws us together.
The walk to the cottage is a short one.
We’re barely inside when Blake turns to me and kisses me again. He grinds his hips against me, and his erection rubs up against me. He’s thick and hard and ready, and I’m ready to take him.
Blake expertly unzips my dress and peels it off me without delay. When I’m in my underwear in front of him, he runs a finger along the lacy black bra cup.
“Take it off,” he says in a hoarse voice.
I reach behind my back and do as he asks.
When the bra drops to the floor, Blake takes in the sight of me. He kisses me again and cups my breasts. Slowly, he rubs his thumbs over my erect nipples and I shiver under his touch. Blake moves his way to my neck, planting a trail of kisses down my throat and onto my chest. I moan when he sucks my nipples into his mouth, first one and then the other.
But he’s still fully dressed, and I want to give him as much attention as he’s giving me.
I fumble with his shirt, and he straightens, allowing me to undo his shirt and push it off his shoulders along with the blazer. It’s my turn to pleasure him. I take his hand and lead him to the couch in the living room area. I undo his pants and pull out his cock. When I wrap my fingers around his shaft, Blake sucks in his breath through his teeth.
I only pump my hand up and down a few times before I nudge him and Blake falls backward so he’s seated on the couch. I kneel between his legs and lean forward, taking his cock in my hand again. When I suck his head into my mouth, Blake curses.
He cups my cheek with one hand, stroking his thumb and down my cheekbone. The other hand goes into my hair, and he curls his fingers into a fist.
I sink my head lower onto his cock. When I pull back, I swirl my tongue around the bottom of his shaft. When I sink my head down again, I push deeper and deeper with every stroke. Blake moans and grunts and tightens his grip on my hair. He gyrates his hips, fucking my mouth just as much as I’m fucking him, and I take him deeper into my mouth, still.
When Blake pushes down on my head, I hold my breath and relax my throat. Blake has a long, thick cock, and taking him into my throat takes concentration. But I manage, and his cries when I do are worth it.
“Fuck!” Blake cries out.
My throat tightens around his cock as my body fights what I’m doing, and it only makes him cry out and moan louder.
When I pull back, I roll my eyes up at Blake. His chest rises and falls hard and fast, his lips are parted, and his eyes are almost black with lust, the pupil expanded so much it eats up the color of his irises.
“Holy fucking shit,” Blake pants.
I tug at his pants.
“What,” Blake says and fishes in his pocket for his wallet, from which he produces a condom. When he has what he needs, I tug at his pants again and Blake lifts his hips so I can get rid of them. I work it down his legs, pull off his shoes, and finally, he’s naked. When I stand, I look Blake in the eye while I pull my panties down, exposing myself to him.
Hunger crosses his features when his eyes roam my naked body, sliding from my breasts to my pussy. He fiddles with the condom, struggling to tear it open in his urgency to get himself wrapped up, but when he gets it open, he rolls the rubber over his cock, and looks up at me again.
I get onto the couch with Blake, straddling his lap. I guide his cock to my entrance and sit down slowly. My body swallows the length of his cock and I whimper and cry out when he slides into me until he’s buried deep inside of me.
