“I’m not like you.”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to show you exactly what you need to do to get what you want.”
He gripped her hips and pulled her closer.
“Do you always get what you want?” she asked.
“I am now.”
“Blaze, I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Then feel.” He ran his hands from her hips, slowly up her back and tracing over her body before sliding down, going toward her ass again.
She gasped as he spread the cheeks then suddenly let them go, but not before turning her again. This time, her back was against his front.
He started at her stomach. Both of his hands lay there, not moving.
Her body was on fire. She pressed her thighs together, but Blaze’s foot was there at hers, sliding between and stopping her.
She gritted her teeth as he hummed softly. His hands slid up to cup her tits, and he massaged the mounds before letting go and stroking a finger across the nipples, then going back and forth. Each caress heightened her senses and needs for him.
She couldn’t make it go away, nor did she want to.
Down he went, sliding across her stomach. This time, both of his hands were on either side of her pussy. He spread her lips, and then his fingers traced against her.
“So wet, and it’s all for me.”
One of his fingers went toward her entrance, and she couldn’t help tensing up. “Don’t worry, baby, when I take this cherry, it’s going to be on my cock.”
His teeth danced across her neck, nipping and sucking at her flesh, creating a whole host of goosebumps to erupt. She tried to get him to touch her, but Blaze was more than happy to take his time while she struggled to keep sane.
He was doing this on purpose.
She hated him for it, but her body was on fire, needy, desperate, and hungry for him. Blaze was a damn master of getting what he wanted, and she couldn’t believe that for now, he wanted her.
He let go of her pussy, and she expected them to move to the bedroom, but he went to his knees before her. “Keep your legs open.”
“Blaze?”
“Trust me.”
She wanted to deny him. Tell him to just … get it over with, but that would mean this would be over, and she wasn’t ready for that.
As he took her pussy into his mouth, she didn’t know how she was going to survive it.
His tongue was a master, stroking across her clit. When he used his teeth, she cried out with his name spilling from her lips. She couldn’t stop herself, nor did she want to.
He knew what he was doing, expertly driving her toward an orgasm that shook her to the core.
Blaze’s hands moved toward her ass. His fingertips dug into the flesh, and she gasped, feeling her orgasm starting to build, to spiral, to take over. She didn’t know how she was still standing once it was over.
He held her tightly, and he stood up. She saw the evidence of her arousal on his lips.
“Go to my bed and get on it. I want you on your knees, your ass spread wide.”
“Blaze?”
“Trust me.”
She stepped toward his bedroom, a little frightened. His bed suddenly seemed a lot larger than it did the other day.
Fay had never done this. She’d never done anything like this. Nibbling on her lip, she tried not to panic, and instead, climbed on the bed, going toward the center.
Kneeling down with her ass in the air made her uncomfortable, but he wanted her to hold her ass open.
This was … beyond … arousing.
She felt out of her comfort zone, but highly aroused. What was he doing to her? She didn’t understand it.
The moment he stepped into the bedroom, she knew. The air seemed to change, become almost wired with his presence.
He didn’t say a word.
The bed dipped, and he was behind her, his hands going to her ass. “Now that is a pretty sight I want to come home to every single fucking day. I think when I’ve taken your cherry that first time, this is what I’m going to demand.” He groaned. “So fucking beautiful.”
Fay waited, and when he ordered her to sit, she moved so she sat facing him.
His hands were wrapped around his dick. “Watch.”
It would be impossible for her to look away. The way he worked his cock, sliding his hand up and down, was a beautiful sight.
His cock wasn’t inked, but it looked red. The tip moist with his arousal. He looked rock-hard and yet soft to the touch.
She licked her lips, wondering what he tasted like.
“Soon, I’ll have you sucking my dick,” he said.
She lifted her gaze, shocked to see him looking at her with a smirk on his face. As if he knew instantly what she was thinking about.
How could he? There was no way he could have known.