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And it’s that combination, his gentleness and bad boy looks, that has me hooked.
"Come with me,” I whisper at him, running my tongue between my lips.
He lets me guide him, no questions asked. Grabbing his hand, I take him across the living room and into my bedroom, pushing the door open with the tip of my foot.
Blake leans into me, pressing his mouth against mine once again, his tongue darting hungrily inside my mouth.
Then, I grab him by the hand and pull him to the edge of the bed. Slowly, I place my hands on his chest and give him a push, forcing him to lay down on the mattress as I climb over him.
I tilt my head, my lips begging for his. Once more, he kisses me frantically. Our lips fight and embrace each other, my shaky fingers wrestling with the buttons on his shirt, clumsily undressing him.
I place the palms of my hands on his chest, feeling his thick ropey muscles and the cadence of his heart. I unbutton the rest of his shirt and, in a desperate motion, take it off him.
My head nestles against his chest, my hungry lips kissing him all over. I can feel the pulse of his heart against my lips, the warmth of his skin as my kisses go down from his pectorals to his hard abs, softly descending over his belly.
Right now, there’s only one thing I’m sure of: I’m as wet as I’ve ever been and my pussy is aching with blinding desire.
He pulls me against him by the hips, our bodies pressed against each other. He tangles his fingers in my hair, tilting my head in a way that makes our lips a perfect match, the eagerness of both our bodies impossible to deny. I suck on his tongue, my parted lips hungry for him.
Without allowing my gaze to wander from his eyes, I take my fingers to my shoulders and slide down the straps of my top. Blake swallows in hard as the black lace bra that cup my breasts tightly comes into view. I don´t even blink. He finishes taking my top as I’m on top of him, my knees resting on the mattress.
Both my hands are on his face, our eyes locked as my thighs squeeze him. I can feel him hardening even more, my wetness pressing against his crotch. He rests his hands under my skirt, on my thighs, the warmth on my skin spreading through his fingers.
He´s so hard right now. There´s a massive erection raging againt his pants and his desire is almost palpable, so heavy I can feel it in the atmosphere around us. His eyes are darting up and down my body, going down from my neck to the valley between my breasts, quickly descending over my tight black skirt and then slowing down as they reach my legs.
I can’t help it.
My tongue runs over my lips as my hands slide down from his shoulder blades to the hem of his pants. I move them around his waist and, finally finding his belt buckle, I open it up, then pull it off smoothly through the loops of his jeans in a single motion.
Anxiety making my heart beat faster, I let it fall from my fingers. I go back to his pants and undo the top button, my trembling fingers then taking care of his zipper; the moment I start pulling it down, ever so slowly, his cock pushes back against my fingers from under his boxer briefs, making my heart beat even faster.
I trace the outline of his shaft, slowly, from top to bottom and then back up. God, I’m so wet – right now, I’m just fighting against the urge to simply lie back on the bed and make him take me.
Turning my wrist around, I grab his cock, feeling it pulse against my curled fingers. I start moving my hand up and down, stroking him over his boxers, and I let out a gentle moan against his ear. He reacts by tangling his fingers in my hair and yanking, forcing me to throw my head back.
“You’re so beautiful, Katherine,” he says.
“I’m just an average girl,” I try and tell him, but my words come out as a soft whisper.
There’s something in the way he’s looking at me that makes me believe protests are futile. It doesn’t matter what I believe, his gaze tells me – he thinks I’m beautiful, and that’s the end of it.
And what I can say? I love it.
He dives straight into me again, taking his mouth to my cleavage and kissing the naked patch of skin there. At the same time, he allows his hands to roam up the side of my body, and then he takes them to my back. There, he finds the clasp of my bra and he frees it with a quick flick of his fingers.
My lace cups fall away from my breasts, revealing my rosy tips, and Blake reacts to the sight of my naked tits with an almost savage growl.
Grabbing at my bra, he throws it to the side and then grabs my left breast, squeezing it. Taking his mouth to it, he starts devouring my left nipple, sucking hard on it while he traces vicious circles around it with his tongue.
I let moan after moan tumble out of my lips as he does it, the sound of my aching voice filling the room…oh, I can barely believe that this is happening.
Moving quickly, he takes his parted lips to my other nipple. He wraps his lips around my rosy tip, sucking it inside his mouth, and then pressing down with his tongue. I let go of his cock as pleasure flutters inside of me. His hand then goes straight to the hemline of my skirt, and he slides his fingers underneath it. Slowly, he brushes his fingertips against my inner thights and I hold my breath as he does it, becoming even wetter than before. I don’t know even know how that’s possible.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he whispers against my ear while, at the same time, he cups my wet pussy with the palm of his hand, applying just the right amount of pressure. I arch my back and moan slightly as he starts pressing harder on my pussy, eager for more.
Almost as if he could read my mind, he then grabs my thong and pushes it to the side.
Now with my pussy free for the taking, he slides his index finger over its length, drawing another lengthy moan from between my lips. He stops on my clit, his fingertip hovering over it, and then he traces his way back down.
