Page 23 of Blade


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“God, yes,” I moan, clenching my thighs together.

“Yes, who?”

“Yes, sir,” I practically whine as I squirm in Blade’s arms. My skin is on fire, and he’s the only one who can douse the flames. “Please, Blade. I need it. I need you.”

“Love hearing you beg for me,” he grunts.

I fall through the air before my back hits the soft mattress. Blade falls on top of me, pinning me with his weight, blanketing me in his strength. His lips are on mine, matching my need with his.

He holds himself up with one hand at the side of my head while his other slides down my body, cupping my breast. He squeezes lightly, groaning into my mouth. Then his hand moves lower, gripping my hip, sliding down my thigh until he reaches bare skin. Blade squeezes me there and groans again, pulling my leg to the side so he can settle between my legs.

“I need to see you naked, but I can’t stop kissing these lips,” he whispers, grinding his jean-covered cock against my core as he kisses me again.

I make a desperate sound in the back of my throat, tearing my mouth away from his and breathing fresh air into my burning lungs. Blade rests his forehead on mine, taking deep, ragged breaths. Knowing he’s this wound up because of me is even more of a confidence booster.

I push on his chest, giving him a devious grin as he sits up. I follow him, standing in front of the ripped Greek god of a man. I tug at his shirt, silently demanding that he take it off. His eyes flash with wicked intentions that match mine as he pulls off his shirt.

My hands find his chest, my fingers teasing his skin in featherlight touches as I trace over his swirling tattoos. Lower, lower, lower my exploration goes, discovering the dips in his defined chest and abs. A shiver runs through his body and into mine, drawing us closer.

Blade tips my chin and kisses me soundly as he tangles his fingers in my hair and tugs at the strands. I moan softly when his other hand pulls down the zipper on the back of my dress. Slowly, so slowly, he peels it away, letting the fabric slide down my body.

His mouth finally leaves mine, his eyes roaming down my body. When Blade finally meets my gaze, he gives me a gentle, reverent look. He’s letting me know he wants to cherish me as much as he wants to devour me. I feel the same.

“You’re so beautiful, baby,” Blade murmurs, unclasping my bra and tossing it aside.

He kisses my neck, my collarbone, and lower, licking one nipple and then the other. He kneels in front of me, blazing a trail of kisses down my torso.I’m trembling by the time his lips reach my mound. He places a sweet kiss there and looks up at me as if asking permission one last time.

“Please, sir,” I whisper, tangling my fingers in his hair and urging him forward.

A low, guttural sound rumbles from deep in his chest as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulls them down. Balancing myself on his shoulders, I step out of my last piece of clothing, standing naked and unashamed before the man I love.

I gasp softly at that realization, then let it wash over me and sink deep into the core of my being. I love Blade. And I’m pretty sure he’s half in love with me, too.

“You okay, baby?”

“More than okay,” I reassure him. “But I think you need to be naked, too, for this to work.”

Blade grins at me and stands. He leans in and nips at my mouth, pulling my bottom lip through his teeth. “Love that sassy mouth, Sonya. It might get you in trouble one of these days.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. But I think you’ll like your punishment.”

My pussy clenches and releases, making more of my arousal drip down my thighs. He’s right. I think I’ll like whatever he does to me.

I can’t keep my eyes off his rough, tattooed hands working furiously to undo his belt and pants. As soon as he lowers the zipper, I reach out and tug his jeans and boxers down, eager, desperate, and hungry for more. For everything.

Blade helps me before gripping my hips and walking me backward until my knees hit the edge of the mattress. He cups my face in his hands and brushes his nose along mine in the lightest touch.

“I don’t know everything that happened in your past, Sonya, but I need you to know I’m your future. Do you trust me?”

“With all of me,” I don’t hesitate to answer.

We share a tender moment, and so many unspoken words pass back and forth with one look. His hard dick grazes against my center, and just like that, I ache for his touch.

Blade tips his head back and groans when I grab his cock and rub the tip with my thumb, spreading his precum. “Fuck you feel so good. I’m clean, Sonya. I haven’t been with anyone in longer than I can remember. I want inside this pussy with nothing between us, but I’ll put a condom on if you want.”

I know I should tell him I’ve never done this before, but instead, I say, “I’m clean, too.” He grunts in approval. “I can’t wait anymore. Please, sir.”

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