Blaze (Drive Me Wild 3)

“I don’t care if she hears me! I hope she does, actually. I’m done, Blake. I’m tired of competing with your sister. It’s unnatural. If I didn’t know better, I would say that something else is going on here.”

“Watch it, Lucy,” Blake warned loudly.

“Fuck off. Both of you. In fact, fuck off together.” Then the front door slammed, rattling the entire house.

I stood at my bedroom door, waiting to see what would happen next, but there was no sound. I was torn between ignoring the whole thing and getting back into bed or running down to check on Blake. If I was honest, Witch Face leaving was exactly what I wanted, but in that moment, it didn’t feel so good knowing I was part of the reason.

Chapter Twelve

I wasn’t sleeping when I heard him open the door. When I felt him curl up behind me on the bed, I sighed before opening my eyes and turning my head.

“Blake?”

“I’m sorry,” he said against my temple. I turned in his arms to stare at him.

“What are you doing?”

“I don’t know, Tay. I don’t know.”

“Lucy—”

“Shh, let me hold you.” Blake’s voice was muffled against my shoulder. Almost instantly, I relaxed into his arms and stared into the darkness. When his nose started to skim the curve of my neck, I reflexively lifted my chin as he kissed my skin. With each press of his lips, my heartbeat quickened.

His hand slid under the hem of my T-shirt and caressed my abdomen as I nestled my backside in to his growing erection. I probably should have stopped things, but I didn’t want to. Having his hands on my body was my most favorite feeling in the world.

Blake’s fingers slipped in the front of my panties and my breath caught.

“Blake,” I whispered.

“What?” he whispered back as his hand stilled.

“More.” My instincts controlled my response, and I was powerless. His fingers resumed their descent into my growing wetness, and when they made contact with my sensitive flesh, I moaned.

“God, Tay,” Blake groaned in reply. “I want you so badly. I can’t pretend that I don’t anymore.” He continued to work me with his fingers, gliding them in and out. Using one finger then two. I moved my hips in time with his hand. “I want to taste you. Will you let me?”

When I nodded, he turned me onto my back so that he was kneeling between my legs. He slowly removed my panties and tossed them away. His eyes darkened as he lowered his head to my inner thigh where he placed kisses all the way up to my hip bone. When his warm breath hovered over my sensitive sex, I whimpered with anticipation. Nobody had ever done this to me before, and I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to behave. I looked down to see Blake’s blue eyes staring at me just as his mouth dipped below view and his tongue slid along my wet folds.

“Oh God.” I threw my head back as he parted my legs wider. His movements became bolder as he used his tongue in ways I never knew existed. Swirling, lapping, and sliding inside. I gripped the edges of the pillow while I let the sensations take over. “Blake,” I moaned.

“Tayia, you taste so good.” He lifted my hips higher as he continued to devour me. I put my hands in his hair and moved my hips shamelessly against his face.

“Go ahead. Come for me, baby.” And I did, loud and hard.

“Blake, Blake, Blake . . .”

When I opened my eyes, my cheeks felt flushed and my heart was pounding rapidly in my chest. Blake was hovering over me with a sexy smile on his face.

“Hi,” he said.

“Hi.” I smiled in return before throwing my arms around his shoulders and bringing his mouth to mine. I tasted my essence on his lips and on his tongue as he kissed me back. It felt so erotic. Blake reached for his gym shorts and shoved them down. When he lined his erection at my swollen entrance, I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more than to feel him inside of me.

“Please.” I gasped against his mouth and he plunged inside. I was unprepared for the slight pain I felt as he stretched me. His movements were slow and steady, which gave me time to adjust myself. With his mouth never leaving mine, he rocked into me in a pace that was perfect for building my second orgasm.

“Tay, you feel so good. So fucking good.” He laced his fingers with mine. “Put your legs around my waist.” When I did as he asked, I panted as he slid in even deeper to the exact spot I knew would set me off. I opened my eyes to meet his.

“I love you, Tay.” The raw passion there was overwhelming, but I couldn’t look away.

“I love you, Blake.” He gave a small smile before placing his lips on mine. I felt his hand under my backside as he brought me to him with each thrust, and I knew I was going to explode.