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“And you were right,” she said, dropping to her knees with a playful smirk as she pulled down his pants along with his boxers. “I’m starving.” She’d never been one to enjoy giving head, but something about this man made her want to do things she’d never done before. Like open up about her mom. Tell him about her deal with AJ. And right now, suck his dick so hard that his eyes rolled back in his head. So, she did just that. And when he made a strained noise, she hummed along the length of cock. His hands dug into her hair, grasping for purchase, as his knees shook like they were about to buckle. She tasted the muskiness of his precome on her tongue.
“Stop,” he growled. She pulled off, worried she’d done something wrong, but he lifted her like she was a doll, and placed her on the bed. “I want you to sit on my face,” he demanded, a feral look in his eyes that let her know she’d accomplished her mission.
He kicked off his shoes, and stepped out of his pants and boxers that were at his ankles. Then he positioned himself on the bed she and her friends had shared last night.
Skyla smiled before removing her shorts and underwear and climbing over him, letting her soaking wet pussy drag up his heated skin. He ground out, grabbing her hips and lifting her to his face. “I can only take so much of this before I -” Whatever he was going to say got drowned out when his face disappeared into the apex of her thighs.
And then all thoughts ceased to exist in her mind as the wondrous sensations from his tongue and teeth had fireworks exploding in every nerve sensor of her body. When he added a finger into her core, followed by a second one, she knew she wasn’t going to last long.
He curled his digits and stroked a particularly spot inside her while furiously sucking on her clit, and that was all it took for her to fall over the edge. He licked and laved every last drop, his face shimmering with her juices, his eyes shining with pure lust.
Fuck, she was so fucked. This gorgeous, delectable man had just eaten her out, and from the looks of it, he’d enjoyed himself. “On all fours,” he growled, his gaze never leaving hers. “I need to finally see the ass that’s been walking away from me all these months.”
Skyla barked out a laugh, and did as he asked.
***
Blake couldn’t get over how sweet and so fucking delicious Skyla tasted. He’d never get enough of her. As soon as she was on all fours, all he nearly groaned at finally being able to palm her perfectly round ass cheeks. They weren’t big - nothing about her was – but they fit just right in his hands, and he loved that. He caressed the cheeks, cupping and massaging them, working his fingers into the soft flesh and until he moved lower, letting his fingertips graze the opening of her core.
She mewled and looked over her shoulder, watching as he snatched his wallet to fish out a condom. He wanted her more than he wanted his next breath, but he’d never do anything to hurt her. She’d been more than willing this whole time, but if she wanted to stop now, he wouldn’t blame her. Wouldn’t even think twice. Coming to this hotel room, he hadn’t been looking for a quickie. The only thing he wanted was to have a real chance with Skyla. The only woman who’d found a way to sneak past his defenses in what felt like forever. He’d do whatever she wanted. He’d go at her pace. But there was no question, he wanted what she was offering more than he wanted his next breath. “May I?” He asked.
A soft chuckle escaped from her lips, and it only made his dick harder. “Your politeness is quite a turn on,” she deadpanned. “Now fuck me already.”
Her dirty mouth had him tearing the wrapper with his teeth and sheathing himself faster than he ever had in his life. He lined himself up and thrust into her with one, quick motion.
The feeling of her squeezing him in a near death grip almost had him coming instantly, but he forced himself to think about paperwork, sour hard candies, and even the rotten tomato he’d found in the back of his fridge that morning.
“Something wrong?” She teased playfully, her voice instantly bringing him back to the present moment. Those whiskey-colored eyes danced with excitement, smile playing on her lips. The little wench knew exactly what she was doing to him. And fuck, he loved that about her. Yeah, he’d planned to go slow. Win over her mind and her heart before going after her body, but he should’ve known Skyla Madigan wouldn’t play by the same rules other women did. This woman was dynamite, and she was his.
“Not one damn thing. Now, hang on tight. You told me to fuck you, and I plan to deliver.”
“Yes.” That one breathy word unlocked the gates to the ravenous need he’d kept pent up inside him. When he’d developed feelings for Skyla, Blake had no idea, but he was too busy thrusting in and out of her with all the power he had to analyze it all now. The only thing that mattered in this moment was the woman under him. He took her deeper, impaling her on his cock until he felt her little muscles tighten around him. But she didn’t just take it. No, she reared back, thrust for thrust, giving as good as she got. Before either one of them could say more, they both exploded, shouting and groaning out their orgasms until all that was left of them was a heaping pile of two exhausted and insanely satisfied bodies.
“Well, I feel better,” Skyla said with a lightness in her voice Blake wanted to bottle up and save.
Her leg was flung over his legs, and his arm was wrapped around her middle, protectively holding her to him. “I aim to please,” he only half mocked. He ran a light finger over her arm, relishing the softness of her skin. Something told him pleasing Skyla would become one of his new and most important goals in life, and he was actually pretty happy about that.
“So,” she said, looking up at him, her beautiful eyes not giving anything away. She was already trying to push him away, but he saw that coming even before he’d knocked on the door. And he was prepared for it. “About that brunch…”
“I could eat,” he said with a sly grin, lowering his mouth to her shoulder.
A soft moan escaped her mouth, and Blake was already at half-mast.
“I meant food. Though I could probably ask for a later check out…” She mused to herself.
“Yes.” He kissed a trail up the column of her neck. “I’ll cover any additional charges.”
Skyla sat up then, reaching for her clothes. Blake couldn’t take his eyes off her exquisite body. She was so breathtakingly beautiful, but also powerful, strong, and incredible in every way. He didn’t miss the deep-seated fear and insecurity she kept hidden from the world, and he wanted nothing more than to permanently extinguish all of it, even if he suspected it was those very things that had made her into the remarkable woman she was today.
She looked over her shoulder at him then, and gifted him another one of her brilliant smiles. And he was instantly reminded of just how fucked he was. Only he couldn’t be happier about it.
Chapter 19
Blake bit into a syrup laden pancake catching Skyla’s gaze. His eyes blazed with desire, making her core tighten with need. This man evoked a fire in her like no one else. No guy had ever gone down on her like that - with so much passion, desire - it was like he actually wanted to be there. Wanted to please her more than he wanted to find his own pleasure. He took another bite of the pancake, using his tongue to swipe along his bottom lip. Tingles coursed up her spine at the memory of that tongue on her clit. Skyla had never thought of herself as a sexual woman. She hadn’t really had time to date lately, but this guy was driving her crazy, and he wasn’t even touching her right now.
Blake smiled; his eyes gleaming with unspoken desire. That sexy jerk knew exactly what he was doing to her. A drop of syrup lingered in the corner of his mouth, and Skyla swiped her tongue across her bottom lip, making sure Blake caught the act. Two could play this game.
His eyes darkened, like it was taking everything in his power not to leap over the small table they were sitting at in the hotel restaurant. “You keep watching me like that and I’m not going to be able to finish my food before hauling your ass back up to the room and showing you what you’re practically begging me for.” His words came out soft and threatening in the most delicious way. Then he took another bite of his pancake and more syrup coated his lips.
