Page 34 of The Embrace of Evergreen
“You’re a good friend, Blake. I think when we tell them, they will be okay with it.” I think anyway, it's hard to tell when it comes to my protective brothers. They would at least know that I would be safe with Blake, and they know where he is. But his history with other girls will be held against him.
Blake goes to say something when his mum calls us for dinner. I follow Blake back into the kitchen, where Summer has the table set up and bowls of food for us to choose from. I smile at Summer as I sit down next to Blake.
“This looks amazing, thank you.”
“Shush, you’re always welcome here for dinner, Izzy,” Summer tells me.
We all start eating, but halfway through dinner, Summer says she will be right back.
“Mum, please don’t do what I think you’re going to,” Blake groans, and I hear Summer laugh as she walks out. I glance at Blake, who seems very interested in his food suddenly.
She appears with a big, blue book and hands it to me. I move my plate and open it, wondering what the hell she is showing me. My jaw drops as I see little, baby Blake being held by a young man. This must be Blake’s dad, he looks a lot like Blake, but he has brown hair. Blake has his bright-blue eyes by the look of the photo. I glance up and Blake’s cheeks are very red, making me chuckle as he shakes his head at me.
I go through the baby pictures of Blake and can’t help but smile at how cute they are. I flip through the rest of the book as Summer and I laugh at the stories behind the pictures. I find one with a maybe six-year-old Blake, naked and covered in mud, making me snort with laughter.
“I think this one is my favourite; can I get a copy to tease him with?” I joke as I wipe my tears of laughter away.
“God, kill me now,” Blake drones, blushing far more than before, and puts his head on the table.
I laugh with Summer as she tells me his favourite thing to do at that age was to roll around in mud and get naked any chance he could get.
I try to offer to help wash up as we finish dinner, but Summer has none of it.
Blake grabs us some Coke cans, saying, “Mum won’t let a guest wash up, Izzy. She won’t let me because you will be alone then.”
“My boy knows the rules.” Summer laughs as she starts running water over the sink.
Blake takes my hand, leading me back to his bedroom. Blake locks the door as I jump on his bed to watch a movie.Blake takes the remote from me, and we agree on watching a romantic comedy.
“Thanks for this, beauty,” Blake says a little later into the film, as I'm sitting between his legs while he rests against the headboard.
“Thank you for doing what?” I ask, running my nails down his legs, and he chuckles before kissing my neck slowly and whispering into my ear.
“For tonight, for being with me.” I shiver at those words, they mean far more than the simple words they are.
Blake runs his hands up my thighs slowly, pushing my dress up to my hips before he then finds my centre with those thick fingers. He pushes my thong to the side and slowly rubs circles on my clit with his thumb. I arch off the bed with pleasure, and he turns my head to the side with his other hand, deeply kissing me. I can feel my orgasm rising and just before I come, he stops me. I don’t have time to be mad before he pulls my dress off, then unclips my bra, ripping my thong off in one go.
“Turn around, beauty,” he whispers in my ear as he squeezes my breasts, and I do. Blake pushes his shorts down and opens the side cabinet to pull out a condom. I wrap my hand around him as he leans over to get the condom, and he groans, quickly ripping open the condom and giving it to me. I haven't used one before, but I had sex ed. So I slowly slide it onto him as he watches me with those darker blue eyes that I know I love. Blake kisses me as he lifts me so my legs are on either side of him, and his cock is at my entrance.
“Ride me, Elizabeth,” he says gently as we hold each other’s gaze. It turns me on so much to hear him call my name like that. I slowly lower myself down, not looking away from him as his eyes go darker than I thought possible with pleasure. There is a slight sting from getting used to his size, but the pleasure overruns it as I bite my lip.
He feels incredible, and when our hips meet, Blake pulls me into a smothering kiss. His blond hair is messy as I run my fingers through it, but it’s so sexy. We break the kiss as I look back at him, his eyes watch as I move up and back down, slowly, on him. Blake’s hands grip my hips almost to the point of pain as we move faster, chasing our release.
Blake never loses eye contact as we move together, getting faster, and our breaths become more laboured as I moan. I can feel my orgasm coming. As if Blake can sense me coming close, he plays with my nipples with both hands, which sends me off, and I lose eye contact as I throw my head back to moan Blake’s name. In response, he grabs my hips, and three hard thrusts later, he moans loudly as he finishes.
I collapse onto his chest as we both calm down. I suddenly tense, even when he is still inside me. I hop off to the side of him and stare at him in worry.
“We weren't quiet, your mum must have heard.” I cover my cheeks with my hands, and he rolls his head back and laughs.
As he takes the condom off and chucks it into the bin, he says through laughs, “It’s okay. The room has been sound proofed since I was seven and my Nan bought me a drum kit.” He pulls me to his firm chest and kisses the top of my head.
I feel so relieved that I rest against him, and he is still chuckling. The asshole.
“Don't laugh,” I say, smacking his chest, but that makes him laugh more, and I can’t help but giggle a little myself.
He rolls me onto my back and covers my body with his. “I wish I could keep you with me all night,” he says and brushes a stray hair behind my ear.
“Me, too.” I sigh, and he kisses me again deeply as we lose ourselves in each other. We have round two before I have to leave and go home. I am slowly realising I'm getting addicted to Blake Frost.
