Heat flooded into my cheeks, and I tried to look away, only to feel his finger on my chin, forcing my eyes upward to meet his gaze.
“You. Are. Beautiful.”
My eyes burned with the threat of tears. I had never imagined Blake to be so sweet. I figured he would have ripped my clothes off and fucked me against the elevator. Hell, I figured we would have sex in the club or the bathroom. I never dreamed he would bring me up to his own bedroom. Everything about him surprised me, and yet none of it surprised me.
His hands moved to my skirt, and he slowly pul
led it down along with my panties. He dropped soft kisses as he dropped to his knees.
When he placed a kiss just above my throbbing clit, I gasped out, “Oh God. Wait. I need to know something.”
He kept kissing above my clit. When he looked up and our eyes met, I couldn’t believe I was about ask what I was about to ask.
“How many women have you had in your bed?”
“I’ve never brought a woman here before, Morgan.”
His confession made my stomach flip, and I liked that I was the only woman he’d ever been with in his bed. I liked it more than I wanted to admit.
His eyes were pools of lust. “I need to taste you.”
The moment my fingers went into his hair, I heard him moan. Then he stood, lifted me into his arms and gently placed me on the bed.
“I will explore every single inch of this body. If I only have tonight, I want to memorize it all.”
Blake stood back and quickly undressed. My eyes took in every inch of his glorious body. He pulled his T-shirt over his head, and my mouth watered at the sight of the well-defined V dipping into his jeans. I slowly lifted my gaze to his broad, perfectly sculpted chest. On the way, I noted his six-pack abs were so defined I felt like I was looking at a picture.
“Lord almighty, how much do you work out?” I asked, not even caring that I was looking at him like I wanted to devour him. I might have even wiped drool from the corner of my mouth.
“A lot. Especially lately.”
My eyes jerked up to his. “Why?”
He shrugged as he moved his hands to the button of his jeans. “Stress reliever. I haven’t had sex in a while and need an outlet.”
I wasn’t sure why knowing Blake hadn’t had sex in a while made me feel all tingly. I wanted to ask him when the last time was, or why he hadn’t had sex, but now was not the time to dive into his subconscious.
Then, off went his pants and boxers in a quick movement. My mouth fell open at the sight of his hard length resting against his solid rock of a body.
“Oh my,” I breathed out. “I’ll be feeling the aftereffects of you for days.”
With a chuckle, Blake climbed back onto the bed and did exactly what he promised he would do. He started at my neck and slowly placed kisses all over my body. When he paused to pay attention to each nipple, I nearly came again.
“God, it’s been a long time,” I gasped between breaths. My fingers laced through his dark hair as I let myself get lost to him.
“I’m going to take care of you, princess. Just relax, and let me make you feel good.”
Feel good? I was feeling much better than good. I was in heaven. Lost in a world of absolute euphoria. No man had ever paid this kind of attention to my body. Not even Mike.
For a moment guilt ripped through my body. How could I be lying here comparing Blake to Mike? Pushing my thoughts aside, I grabbed the sheets and froze when I felt his hot breath between my thighs.
“Stop me now if you don’t want this, Morgan.”
“I . . . I want it, Blake. Desperately.” I hadn’t realized until that moment how long I had wanted this. Wanted him.
The moment his mouth touched me, I arched off the bed. The room spun, and I cried out his name within minutes. Seconds, maybe. I’d never had an orgasm that felt like that. It was so intense I had to wiggle away from him to make it stop. My body felt like it would combust as each ripple raced from my toes to my head then back around again.
“How was that?” Blake asked while placing soft kisses up my stomach.