Page 136 of Consume Me

I press my thumb on her clit and push two fingers inside her hot, wet pussy, then three. She likes that bite of pain, and she’s used to my cock.

She throws her head back while I switch from looking at the street to watching her bite down on her lower lip. My cock is so hard it tents my jeans, making me squirm in my seat. But I ignore my needy dick, intent on bringing her to climax. And when she does, my name falling from her luscious lips, it pumps my veins with satisfaction like nothing else.

In a flurry of movement, she unbuckles herself.

“Seatbelt on, now.”

“Sorry, I am hungry for your cock.”

I almost swerve off the fucking road. Her mouth will be the death of me.

Unbuckling me with jerky moves, she pulls my cock out and blows me––my mind and dick.

I grip the steering wheel so hard that my knuckles whiten. With one hand, I fist her hair, but I let her lead. The traffic passes me by in a blur and it takes everything in me to stayfocused as pleasure threads around every fiber of my being, owning me just like she does. She knows exactly what to do to drive me insane, applying just the right pressure and going from licking the vein on my shaft to sucking me in a maddening rhythm, I stand no chance.

Bobbing her head up and down, she moans around my cock; the vibrations making my balls heavy with the impending release.

“I’m going to come. Keep sucking me, baby,” I plead, trying to keep my eyes on the road while the pleasure ravages me.

Swallowing my cum and licking me clean, she tucks my dick back into my boxer briefs. I sag in the seat when she returns to the passenger seat, looking satisfied, sexy, and mine.

Perfect fucking date.

I drive for a while longer and park in front of a spa hotel by the ocean.

“What are we doing here?” she asks.

“Relaxing, spending quality time together, forgetting about everything else, and focusing on us.”

Her eyes shine with pure emotion, and I cup her cheek. She leans into my touch, brushing a sweet kiss on my palm.

“You’re perfect, Blake. I love you.”

A hundred stallions take off in my chest, galloping at full speed. I’ve heard those words before from my friends, but coming from her, they have a different effect on me.

She moves to get out of the car, and I reach for her. I want this date to be perfect. I will only tell her that I love her after sheknows the truth. Saying it sooner would feel like manipulation. She can toss my love away, but it wouldn’t change my feelings.

Swallowing the anguish, I turn her face to me.

“It’s not that I don’t feel the same. It’s…there is one more thing I need to tell you first.”

She palms my cheeks, caressing me. “I didn’t say it for you to say it back. It just felt right. And please tell me soon so we can overcome that fear of yours.”

She sounds so confident, her eyes sparkling with belief. Smiling brightly, she adds, “We don’t even have an overnight bag.”

I open my trunk and take the bags out.

“Thought of everything, Mister Dreamy and Perfect boyfriend.”

“You flatter me, but please, keep going,” I say, now that her words blow the gloomy shadows to smithereens.

“Fishing for compliments?”

“Shamelessly, yes.” But it’s more than that. I was never good enough, and I still can’t understand what she sees in me.

Her face turns pensive, and she taps a finger on her chin, tilting her head.

“I wouldn’t even know where to start… but here it comes. I’ll start with the physical, though I am a little ashamed to admit—you look freaking hot. When I first saw you, I almost tripped. I had to do a double take. And as if your chiseled physique was not enough, when I looked into your green eyes, I thought you were an elf king, fulfilling my fantasy to be swept away in a faraway kingdom.”

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