Page 59 of Crave Me

My fucking queen.

Chapter Twenty

Blaire

“Why do you call me princess?”

“Because you’re a goddamn brat.” He looks at me, his face darkening, lust filling his eyes even though we’ve been at it all night. “And calling you my queen in front of anyone else wouldn’t have been appropriate.”

My smile must reach my eyes because he leans in and kisses under each of them.

“Fuck, I love your freckles. It’s like someone painted them on, just a dusting under each of your eyes. You’re so beautiful.”

“As much as I love Dickhead Dallas, I’m really enjoying this sweet side of you, too. Who knew it was in there?”

“So, what happened today? Who do you need to go visit if you’ve got no grandparents?”

“Yeah, well. I panicked because a man walked into the distillery that looked exactly like my abuser and I spiraled. Exactly like him. So much so that I had convinced myself itwashim, Dallas. The court has to notify me when he’s released, but I’ve changed my address so many times that I assumed I didn’t get the letter. I just had to get out of there. With New Year in a couple days, I thought it best that I just hide out for a bit.”

“Baby, I won’t let anything happen to you. No one will ever hurt you again.”

His words go straight to my heart, and I know that I’m falling rapidly for this man. I couldn’t stop it if I tried.

“Have you done an inmate search? I can look for you if you give me his name.”

“Not yet. I will. Thank you, but I’ll handle it.”

“You don’t have to handle things on your own anymore. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I’ve just never had that before. It’s not going to be easy for me to just lean on someone and accept help. I don’t know how to do that because I’ve only ever had myself to rely on. Everyone else has let me down or hurt me. You’re going to have to be patient with me. If you’re up for that.”

Ever so softly, he cups my cheeks with his large hands, cradling my head between them, his thumbs gliding softly across my cheekbones.

“I’m not going anywhere. I don’t care how long it takes, but you’ll believe me one day. I’ll show you.”

My eyes flutter closed at his sweet words just as his lips connect with my own. The kiss is soft, almost loving, and as I moan into his mouth, the restraint I know he was using snaps. His hand moves to the back of my head where he tightens his grip around my hair, pulling my head back to arch my neck. He rubs the coarse scruff of his face across my jaw and nuzzles into my neck before biting and sucking at the soft skin of my shoulder.

“I just, I’m not ready for everyone to know about us. Until we figure out what exactly this is.”

He moves his face in front of mine, looking at me dead-on, his eyes full of concern.

“Then we keep it to ourselves. Your secrets are safe with me. But I want to know them all.” He licks up the length ofmy neck, scattering goosebumps in his wake, pulling the lobe of my ear between his teeth before whispering, “I want all of you, Blaire.” He licks again, back down to my shoulder, and nibbles, descending further to the tops of my breasts. “Every raw and bare piece.” He continues working his way down my body, kissing, biting, sucking. I arch into him, his hands holding my hips flush with the mattress. “Every lie. Every truth.” He pushes open my legs before settling between them, his face in front of my pelvis. He licks a line from hip to hip, biting at the soft skin there, lapping at me and sending waves of emotion and pleasure through my body, causing my heart to flip over itself into the abyss. I know without a shadow of a doubt that I’m starting to fall for this man. “I want it all, princess.”

My breathing staggers as he looks up at me, there’s no misunderstanding the conviction and truth written all over his face.

“Then take it all, my king.”

He growls before dropping his face into my pussy, his wet tongue swiping through my center in that perfect way that he does. He’s not gentle or slow, he’s ruthless and demanding, and I love every minute of it. He swirls around my clit as two fingers are pushed into me, making that “come hither” movement deep inside me that has my eyes rolling into the back of my head. My climax hits hard and fast, and just as I start to crest, about to fall off that glorious euphoric cliff, he pulls away from me and sits up, grabbing my hips and pulling me onto that thick cock. I scream as my body ignites, clenching and throbbing around his length.

“You’re so pretty when you come on my cock. Fuck, I love the way you squeeze me. You’re so tight, Blaire.”

He fucks me through it, and just as it starts to ebb, he licks his fingers and presses them down onto my clit. I spiral right back into that bliss that only he gives me.

“That’s my good girl. Give it all to me. I’ll take care of you.”

“Dallas! Oh. My. God!” I scream, moaning unintelligible words that are muffled to my ears. My legs shake around his hips, my body spasming as I dig my nails into the sheets under me. I’ve never felt such pleasure before, and he holds it all. I trust him. That is the key.

I relax into the mattress, and he slows his speed. He pulls one of my legs over, shifting me to my side while his length is still firmly inside me, tucking my legs up high into the fetal position.

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