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Ari
The very moment we get inside Blaze’s apartment, he pushes me back against the wall and kisses me hard, much harder than before. This time, there’s immeasurable passion flowing from him. Hands clenched in my scarf, as he handles me roughly, he shows me he’s not the gentle giant I think he is.
We taste like the coffee we abandoned back in the store, thermos and all.
He looks incredible, curls windswept and cheeks pink from the cold weather. He kisses back with equal fervor like he’s been wanting this as much as I have. That’s gratifying; it’s terrific to feel wanted, and every conscious part of me tells me these are his true feelings.
When his neck bends as far as possible—he’s much taller than me—he lifts me in one push, using the leverage of the wall. I go with it, wrapping my legs around Blaze’s waist and hooking my arms around the back of his head. In that position, it’s all too easy for him to press into my body and keep me there, his manhood brushing against my womanhood every time one of us dives back into the kiss.
“Fuck, Blaze,” I murmur. “Holy fuck, you’re so fucking hot. Your fucking arms…” my words drop off as my hands roam his muscular arms. Are so big and strong… I complete the thought in my head for fear that his python-like arms will squeeze the life out of me if I say it aloud. He’s taking over every part of me, especially my mind, and I’m allowing it. “I love being in your arms,” I admit.
“I love having you in them, Ari. You’re so sexy.” He scrapes his teeth along the underside of my jaw. “I’ve been thinking about you for weeks,” he admits. Blaze is rumpled-looking as he wildly caresses me, and he sounds like his ability to control himself is completely lost.
My control is fraying more with every kiss we share. I fit perfectly in his arms, like the second half of a puzzle piece. I want to take advantage of that, want to erase every other woman he’s ever held from his mind. Even if after tonight he never calls me again, I’m determined to be the best fuck he’s ever had.
“You’re gorgeous,” he continues. “Ari, God, your mouth. I want your lips on my cock. I want to see my cum on your tongue. I want to see you take it all in your mouth,” he says.
I yank his pants and briefs down, and he immediately stops talking. The knowledge of what’s about to happen has his eyes glazed over with delight. My eyes equally glaze over when his big, rock-hard cock flings out as if it’s a third arm. My mouth waters at the sight of its beauty.
“Everything about you is sexy,” I say to him as I open my mouth and begin licking the head of his beautiful dick. I lick down to the shaft and back up before I take him all in, a ritual I repeat until my name is bouncing off his apartment walls. After teasing him this way for a while, I take him all the way to the back of my throat, while staring up at him.
His widened eyes indicated that he is impressed. As I take him from the roof of my mouth to the depths of my throat, I make a tight gap with my lips, teasing the tip with my tongue along his cock. I take him in and out, over and over until he can’t help but to growl like an animal, grab the back of my head, and grind as if he’s fucking my pussy. That’s what I want, his groans of pleasure to be seared into my mind—a sound so sweet.
I don’t know what turns me on more, hearing his sex sounds or giving him head. I create a rhythm with him that elicits more of those sounds I love so much. Blaze closes his eyes, showing his enjoyment of my soft, wet mouth devouring his cock with each thrust. When his balls tighten up, I can taste the fruits of my labor trickling down my throat. I want it, and I want it all. He grunts and calls out my name as his strokes intensify with the extreme pleasure I know is building inside of him.
“Ari, baby. I’m coming.” He tries to pull back so that he won’t come in my mouth, but I latch onto his thighs and savagely pull him deep into my throat as his hot seed spills inside of me.
As I said, I want it all.
Blaze’s explosive orgasm tastes just as delicious as I believed it would. I look up at him with a grin, swallowing my treats, and he looks at me, amazed.
“Whoa! What was that?” Blaze says, ribs constricting. He looks like he is having an out of body experience as his body continues to jerk and recoil from his blow job.
I giggle. “We’re just getting started, Big Blaze.”
“Oh shit, tonight is going to be wonderful. It’s the best night of my life already,” he says smiling. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
Blaze walks me down the hallway and into his bedroom. Once inside, he turns on the light and starts to make up his bed. I open my mouth to say something about helping him, and the doorbell rings, bringing our attention to it.
“Are you expecting someone?” I ask.
“No. Whoever it is, I’m going to tell them to get lost, so make yourself comfortable on the bed, and I’ll be right back,” he says, kissing me again.
“Okay,” I agree and sit on the edge of his bed. There isn’t much furniture, just the bed and a dresser, but his room is tidy.
I hear Blaze pad back up the hall and open the door.
“Hey, man. What’s up?” he asks whoever was on the other side.
“Nothing, just stopping by to get my clothes. What are you doing? You look like you just ran a marathon or something,” a man’s voice asks.
“No marathon, bro, but I am busy. I’ll get your clothes for you. Hold on,” Blaze returns to the room and grabs an outfit out the closet. It’s on hangers and wrapped in a clear bag. “Be back in just a second baby,” he says, kissing me once more before he trots back up the hall.
“Here you go, Terry,” Blaze says, and I surmise that Terry is a good friend of his from the way they are talking.
“Thanks, man. Are you watching that game that’s on now? It looks like our team is about to lose,” I hear Terry say. “Turn to it; it should be in the fourth quarter,” he adds.
