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He smirked before bending his head down to run the tip of his nose along my neck as he inhaled. “I told you earlier,” he said as his hands cupped my butt and jerked my body up against him.
“No, you didn’t.” I shook my head and tried to stay focused.
This girl was not me. I did not forget myself for a man. I didn’t lose my sanity over an orgasm. No man had ever given me an orgasm until tonight. Hank had always been worried about himself. All that aside, I was smarter than this.
He pulled my dress up with his fingers until he had it around my waist. “In your room,” he said.
Then, he continued to peel the dress up my body until I had no choice but to raise my arms and let him take it off. The sundress fell to the floor at his feet, and his gaze heated my skin.
“What are you going to do to me?” I asked, fear mingling with need.
As much as I wanted him to touch me, I also knew I shouldn’t be here. He was older, he was experienced, and I wasn’t sure how dark he went.
“Fuck you, Madeline.” His voice was husky. “Take off the panties,” he demanded as he pulled his shirt off and threw it down.
My eyes went to his chest, and my fingers itched to touch him. He was made of solid muscle. I had to stay focused.
“Off,” he repeated as I stood there, watching him.
I began to push them down until they slid the rest of the way, and I kicked them away once they reached my ankles. His eyes were on my breasts as my breathing grew faster from either panic or excitement—there was a fine line between the two right now.
I started to ask him again what would happen after he … fucked me, but his jeans fell to the ground, and the boxer briefs he had on cupped his erection. Words didn’t come. I’d never seen one like that. I had only ever slept with Hank, and he hadn’t been that size. It had been a normal size.
He held up a foil package and ripped it open. I watched as he shoved his briefs down, and the full size of him was revealed. He rolled the condom down his length.
“Come here,” Blaise said.
I shook my head, looking up at his face.
“Madeline.” There was a warning in his voice.
When I didn’t move, an evil smile curled his lips.
“You want me to make you beg for it?” he asked.
I was still unable to move, unsure if I needed to turn and run.
Blaise moved so quickly that I didn’t have time to make a decision. He picked me up and carried me to the end of the sofa, then dropped me down. His hand wrapped around my left ankle, and he put it up on the back of the sofa. Then, he pressed his hands on my inner thighs, opening me until it was almost painful.
Maybe it might have been if his tongue hadn’t slid over my clit, then down all the way to my bottom before coming back up to flick at every sensitive nerve he could find. It took him less than a minute to have me panting his name and begging. He pulled back, and I moaned, squirming. I was so close to coming that I felt frantic.
He moved over me, and the tip of his erection pushed inside me. It stretched me with a sharp pinch as he filled me with one thrust. The feeling wasn’t what I had feared.
“Fuck,” he groaned loudly as he began to move in me. “My tight little pussy.”
I arched my back, wanting more. I wanted to feel more of the stretch, hear more of his moans and the dirty things he was saying to me.
“That’s it, baby,” he said as he held himself up over me. The muscles in his neck flexed as he looked down at me. “Take all that cock,” he panted. “So damn wet.”
Watching him grow closer to his climax stirred my own pleasure. The spiral was coming, and I grabbed at his biceps, lifting myself as the moment hit me. His shout and the jerk of his body inside me only sent me spiraling harder.
This time, when I came down, he was still there with me. His head was bowed down in the crook of my neck as his breathing returned to normal. I didn’t move and wished dread hadn’t started to set in already. It was done. He’d accomplished what he’d brought me here for. I didn’t want to feel anything for him, but he’d somehow claimed a piece of me that I didn’t think I could get back.
I held my breath as he lifted his head and then began to pull out of me. A gasp escaped me, and I realized I was sore. His eyes met mine, and he grinned before standing up. I watched him as he walked away, then closed my eyes as regret sank in, ruining all of it.
Forcing my body to sit up, I looked around for the dress he’d taken off me in hopes of covering myself back up before he returned. I winced slightly and looked down at the sofa to make sure I hadn’t bled from the size of him. I didn’t see anything and hurried over to grab my sundress.
“What are you doing?” Blaise asked me, standing at the opening to the bathroom, still naked.
