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Instead of answering him verbally, I took him back in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock with my hand at the base and then resumed my rhythm, up and down the shaft. Keeping my eyes on his face, so I could see the moment he completely lost control, I took my hand away from the bottom of the shaft and pressed my finger to that place right below his balls. That was all it took, and Cole unloaded into my mouth with an especially satisfying groan.
I looked up at him as he blinked slowly down at me, trying to gather the wits I had just scattered so successfully.
“Get up here,” he said hoarsely, putting a light pressure on my arms to help encourage me to slot in next to him, so he could place a light kiss on my mouth.
Chapter 18
Cole
Stunned.
That’s the best word for how I felt. Ever since I had woken up just before Blaire got up to use the bathroom, with her body slotted perfectly against mine. It wasn’t nearly a complex enough word to cover all the emotions coursing through me, but it covered the events that had transpired well enough. Now that my vision had fully returned and my heart rate was returning to normal, the slow kisses Blaire and I were sharing weren’t going to be enough for me. I needed to know how she felt, how she smelled, how she tasted. I rolled onto my side so we were facing each other on the bed and started increasing the pressure of our kisses, luxuriating in the warmth of her mouth, the taste of Blaire mixed with my own release—a potent mixture. I moved my hands down her body and dipped my hand below the waistband of her, no, my shorts and into her panties.
Suddenly, Blaire was laughing against my mouth.
“What, no compliments or a thank you?” she teased, her eyes twinkling to let me know she knew exactly how much I had enjoyed her work down south.
“You’re the one who prefers words and colors and charts to communicate. Let me use my actions to communicate my appreciation,” I responded lightly, all the while working my hand further into her underwear. I swiped between her legs to find her soaking wet.
“Fuck, Blaire. You loved that, didn’t you?”
“There’s something about seeing someone so buttoned up lose control. It just really works for me.”
I circled my finger around her clit a few times before tracing the lips of her pussy. Try as she might to encourage my fingers to penetrate her opening, I evaded her goal, moving my attention to her clit. Blaire practically growled in frustration, even more so when I removed my hand, but that was only so I could pull her shorts and panties down. Blaire gamely assisted shucking them off her legs, tangling her remaining clothing in the sheets and blankets that were now a mess at the bottom of the bed.
“Come up here,” I said and Blaire looked at me quizzically, until I gripped her hips and started to move her so she could sit on my face. Once she realized my intentions, she hesitated just for a moment at the intimacy of the move, but her desire won out and she moved quickly to get into position, putting a knee next to each of my ears and gripping the headboard above my head.
Then my senses were all consumed by Blaire. Her scent filled my nostrils, her thighs and glistening pussy surrounded my vision, and my hands came up to grip full handfuls of her ass as I dove in for my first taste. Licking my tongue up her entrance to her clit, I started in on my task in earnest, wanting her arousal to cover my face. I listened to her noises and breathing and learned from the way she moved when I hit certain spots what were working for her. Suddenly, her hips were moving up and down over my mouth, working with me to chase her pleasure. I heard the headboard creak from her increased grip and realized I was dying to see her expressions play out on her face. My hands left her ass, moved up her body to grip full handfuls of those glorious tits I had not given enough attention to in my haste to dive into her pussy and then I was lifting her off me and onto her back, her head near the foot of the bed.
“Whaa—? Cole, I was so close!” Blaire whined, surprised by my sudden movement.
“I needed to see you,” I said by way of explanation, spreading her legs with my shoulders and returned to my work. Acknowledging that I had edged her first ascent, I eased one finger and then a second into Blaire, groaning onto her clit when I felt that first contraction around my digits at their intrusion. My other hand snuck up to those beautiful breasts of hers, tweaking one nipple and then the other. All along I kept my eyes on Blaire’s face, watching her lose the fight to keep her eyes on what I was doing down here.
Suddenly she tried to snap her legs closed and my hand that had been teasing her glorious tits came down to keep them open.
“Let go, Blaire. I’ve got you,” I said before I could second guess it.
At this, Blaire piled both her arms over her face to keep her moans contained as she came. I felt her squeeze tightly on my fingers as I continued to work them in and out while lapping up her release. Eventually, I felt her core relax, and I removed my fingers, making eye contact. Her face freshly emerged from under her arms. I put them in my mouth and sucked, licked her clean off them. She shivered briefly.
“Now, you come here,” her voice husky and soft. Our mouths met softly, creating a mixture that was uniquely us all the way through.
“Guess that sharp tongue of yours isn’t only good for criticizing my spreadsheets,” Blaire quipped, looking less put together and more gorgeous than I had ever seen her, eyes shining, hair mussed, and cheeks rosy.
I chuckled at this. Her sass apparently was a never ending well. We laid there, her head on my chest and my hand stroking her hair, until the heat left our bodies and the chill from the heatless room started to creep back in.
“Should we get back under the covers?” I suggested.
“Probably,” Blaire answered. “I’m going to go freshen up really quick.”
She clamored out of the bed, snagging one of my shirts from off the ground on her way to the bathroom. I tucked myself back into my boxers and set to work at straightening the many sheets and blankets that had become tangled during our interlude. I had tried to avoid us getting here, but it seemed inevitable. This woman had not left my mind since the first time she waltzed into my office, and the more we had gotten to know the authentic versions of each other, the stronger my attraction had become. At that moment, I decided to not ask any hard questions or overthink things too much. We were in a snow globe of a situation for tonight and I could face tomorrow tomorrow.
Snow globe of a situation? She is getting to you, Thomas.
The door to the bathroom opened quietly and Blaire walked slowly toward the bed, a look of uncertainty on her face that looked unfamiliar on her features.
“Come on, Blaire, it’s for survival, remember?” trying to urge her with my tone to not think about it too much, either. That seemed to be the reminder Blaire needed, and she climbed back into bed and right into my arms without any hesitation, pulling my arm around her waist. I slotted us back together in that perfect-fit way I had woken to what seemed like ages ago and took a deep breath of Blaire’s hair, closed my eyes, and fell asleep faster than I had in years.
Chapter 19
