Page 89 of Blade

“Tell me, baby, tell me what you need.”

“I don’t know,” I whispered, but felt like crying. I couldn’t articulate what I wanted, no… needed. It was all too much.

I was a writer for crying out loud. Words were my life, yet it was like I had lost all capability to think.

Going with what I knew, I urged, “Kiss me.”

He took my mouth with so much fervor I felt like I was drowning.

His hands moved to my hips, and he steered me to move with him. Something was building. The pressure, the awareness of him against me, was lifting me higher. Just when I thought I couldn’t endure it anymore, he whispered to me.

“Come for me, baby, let me have it.”

I wanted to give it to him, whatever it was. I would give him anything he asked for if he would just giveme something to contain the emotions that were swirling around.

I felt like I was caught in a tornado, spinning and spinning but held in midair. Floating above the ground but never making it to the top.

That’s when I felt it. The rush through my body, the shiver along my skin. My body tensed, my mouth opened, but nothing came out. My eyes remained closed while my body soared. When the feeling faded, I slumped against him, spent.

“Damn, that was sexy.”

The effort it took to open my eyes was almost too much to expend.

He was watching me. His pupils dilated.

“That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. We haven’t even gotten to the good stuff yet.”

“There’s more?” I asked naively.

Good God, I wouldn’t survive more.

He snickered. “So much more. That was just the appetizer.”

Blade lowered me to the floor, and I wondered if I could stand. He guided me to sit on the bed and kneeled before me to take off my boots.

I flopped back on the bed. My body had no energy left to even sit up. Once my boots were gone, Blade reached for the snap on my jeans.

“Come on, baby, we need to get these jeans off. I need to see that pussy that’s been waiting for me. After the way you just came, I bet that your panties are drenched.”

He pulled my jeans and panties down with no help from me. Spreading my legs, he whistled. Gliding his finger downmy seam, I started. Struggling to lean up on my elbows, I looked down my body at him.

“What are you doing?”

Looking up at me with a sexy grin, he said, “I told you, it’s my turn now.”

Before I could ask what he meant, he leaned in and slid his tongue up my center.

Holy Mother of Godiva Chocolate!

I may have had no energy seconds before, but I was awake and alert now.

“Mmmm. Delicious.”

Blade placed his hands on the back of my knees and pulled me to the edge of the bed. Lifting my legs to his shoulders, he dove back in between my thighs.

I fell back to the bed, grabbing for anything as my body woke with the force of a tsunami. The moment his tongue connected with my core, every nerve electrified. I wondered if I could handle more while hoping I would have the chance to find out. I felt him everywhere as he continued his assault, holding me close as he continued to drive me higher and higher to that precipice as the pressure built once more. His tongue circled my clit, and I whimpered.

His hands moved to the backs of my thighs, and he pressed my legs up toward my stomach and out, as he sucked my clit into his mouth. I cried out, not understanding, yet never wanting this feeling to stop. It was right there, almost out of reach. I could feel it right beyond the horizon. Releasing my legs, they fell back to his shoulders, and he reached up to twist my nipple.

---