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“Why won’t you just fuck me?” I bellow in exasperation, then freeze when I realize what I said.
Oh hell, did I really say...
Oh no, oh no, oh no no no….
Blaise looks just as horrified and I want to put my head in the sand. Or die on the spot.
Two seagulls screech on the sky and I feel myself grow blood red.
“F....fund me,” I begin but the shame is choking me, “what I meant to say was f...fund me…”
Dumbfounded, Blaise stares at me but then his eyes darken.
Crap, what does that look mean?
Letting out an animalistic growl, he reaches for me. I shriek when he grabs me and turns me around on all fours and positions himself behind me. Vague thoughts about needing to be professional fly through my mind, but they don’t seem important anymore.
The Pendragon is about to mount me and I don’t think I have it in me to stop him. Because he was wrong, the only thick thing of his that I want isn’t just his wallet...
We’re on a beach, looking up at sharp cliffs and sure it’s empty but someone could walk by anytime. Not that we care, because suddenly we don’t want to pretend to be civil anymore. Or maybe we should care...Hesitantly I make a move forward when Blaise pulls me back again.
“Where are you going with that sweet arse?” he groans, slapping the curve of my buttocks before giving it a stroke. .
And I respond, eagerly obeying and popping my butt up, giving him all access he wants and he lets out a sound of approval.
Licking a trail from my throat to my lips, he seizes my mouth, pushing his tongue in and defies every little tiny trace of resistance in me. I moan against his pillowy lips, not caring that I can’t catch a breath as he forces me to kiss him back with the same hunger that he shows me.
With our mouths still locked, he pulls up my skirt and drags my underwear down and I’m too busy with exploring him orally to notice what he’s doing. It’s not until I hear the sound of his zipper sliding, that I break the kiss and throw a better look at him and his...
What the hell is that? His third freaking leg...?
“Ah!” I gasp with wide eyes, feeling like a sheltered girl from the past who’s just been caught staring at the spirited stable boy. Blaise shoots me a smirk that makes me feel like my body is swelling up even more just for him.
“Tsk tsk, now you’re just showing off,” he scolds me and I shudder.
“I...I am?” I breathe and squirm when his two fingers, slide through my folds and he hisses,
“All coral pink and puffy, could stare at you all day...”
“J...just stare...?” I ask anxiously right before he shows me I have nothing to be anxious about because he starts touching me without any hesitance or holding back.
It makes me feel like I’m being chased even though I’m not running.
Like he can’t get enough of me, like he wants all of me all at once. He kisses me on the inside of my thighs and oh, he needs to keep doing that. He needs to keep touching me with his lips and hands because his touch is better than a drug and it makes me forget about...
“What about the funding?” I blurt and he tenses behind me asking in a suddenly cold voice,
“You want me to fund you or fuck you, Miss Crichlow?”
“Both,” I say feverishly as my arms and legs tremble, but I’m already fidgeting from need. I know what my mind wants but my body wants something else.
“Don’t be greedy, you can’t have both,” Blaise says, fisting my hair and he pulls up my head a little, sliding his tongue over the seam of my lips. “It’s either or…”
His shaft throbs against my entrance, demanding to plunder.
”Fuck me,” I snap because I can’t take it anymore, already automatically rolling my body back and forth, “fuck yes, do it!”
He doesn’t waste any time, quickly sinking into me and I cry out, going down on my arms and pushing my hips up to give him more. He’s all muscles and heat and dominance and his hands slide under my top and delicate bra, cupping and molding my tits until they grow tender.
