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“Darling, this isn’t what this was about,” he whispered back.
“I know. I just need your comfort… I need you. Just for tonight.”
Blake swallowed loudly. “What if tonight is not enough for me?”
“You said you’d do anything I ask of you tonight.”
Blake nodded. “So I did.”
“So I am asking. Kiss me.”
The next moment, his lips were on hers. Hot, wet, demanding. He kissed her hungrily, like a ravenous wolf devouring its prey. Annalise wrapped her arms around his neck, and Blake picked her up and placed her on the bed.
He climbed on top of her, kissing her neck, her collarbone, then lowered his head and nipped on her nipple. Annalise yelped and almost shot off the bed. He raised his eyes, looking smug, then slowly lowered his mouth without taking his eyes off hers and licked around the dark areola.
Wicked sensations shot down between her legs, and her breathing grew frantic. Blake took her nipple into his mouth and suckled lightly. Annalise squirmed, writhing beneath him. Her hands went to hug his head closer to her, and her thighs fell open, letting Blake settle between them comfortably.
Annalise ran her hands up his back, marveling at the way his muscles bunched beneath her touch. She wanted to take off his shirt and see his beautiful body naked to her gaze. She didn’t remember him being so hard and large before he disappeared. She could hardly wrap her arms about his shoulders now. But he was infinitely gentle with her, kissing and licking her with the reverence he had never shown her before.
Blake softly nudged her legs farther apart, and she squirmed. It finally dawned on her that she was completely naked, open before him, while he was almost fully dressed.
“I shall not hurt you,” he said, his gaze roaming her face. “I just want to bring you pleasure.”
He brought his finger to her center and ran it through her feminine folds. Annalise moaned and lifted her hips. Blake settled more comfortably beside her, propping himself on one arm. His other hand was doing wicked things to her. He was playing with her folds, separating them, spreading the moisture he found there.
“Lord, you’re beautiful,” he whispered.
His finger traveled a little higher and encountered a sensitive nub. Annalise jumped in reaction.
“There you are,” Blake murmured, then moved so that his face was right above her center.
He blew lightly, introducing a hitherto unknown sensation to her. Her hips lifted once again on their own accord, and Blake chuckled.
“Blake?” Annalise asked in uncertainty.
Her heart pounded loudly in her chest. She didn’t know what she was asking for. She didn’t know what he was going to do. She just knew that she wanted this to never end, and at the same time, she wanted something else. Something more.
Blake turned his head and placed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her inner thigh, then higher. He repeated the same ministrations to her other thigh, then moved up and kissed her below her navel. His afternoon stubble pricked her skin, adding more sensations to her overwrought nerve endings. Wave after wave heat covered Annalise’s body, and she writhed as if in agony.
“Tell me what you want,” Blake whispered against her skin.
“Blake, please.”
“What do you want, love?” He raised his face to hers, his eyes heavy-lidded with passion, his lips puffy and wet.
Annalise closed her eyes, unable to hold his burning gaze. “Touch me,” she breathed. “Kiss me.”
“Where?” Blake trailed his finger down from her navel, leaving a fiery sensation in his path.
He slowed down when he encountered the patch of intimate hair, then leisurely, torturously circled the swelling nub above her center. Annalise raised her hips with an agonized moan. Blake put one hand on her abdomen, gently pushing her down onto the bed. He trailed his finger even lower and dipped it inside her center.
“Here?” he asked hoarsely.
“Yes, Blake…”
He pushed his finger in while the heel of his palm was rubbing her most sensitive part. Annalise’s hips moved of their own accord in rhythm with the movements of his finger. Blake gently added a second finger, stretching her, filling her.
Annalise cried his name and bunched the sheets in her hands. Then Blake lowered his head and licked her center. And the moment he did, Annalise lost all coherent thought.
