Page 304 of The Blairville Legacies

“Ask me to...” I whispered.

“Please, J,”he growled low.

I smiled in satisfaction and sat down, letting him slide into me again far too slowly before I granted his request, moving up and down faster and faster.

He gasped, cursed something, and I rubbed myself harder and harder against his sliding dick, the sound intensifying both of our moans.

“J... I want to cum inside you,” he whispered, and I didn't stop. His words only made me even more eager.

“Then cum inside me,” I whispered out of breath, but it turned into a begging, because the feeling in my center became more and more intense, pulsating with violence.

Unexpectedly, everything inside me tightened, and it felt as if something was going to explode inside me. I whimpered and Erik moaned more and more until his cock suddenly twitched uncontrollably inside me and we both stopped moving.

He was twitching under me. Once, twice, three times, and with each time I felt it getting warmer inside me.

He came inside me, and I didn't want it to stop.

But when the twitching subsided, my trembling also faded and we both gasped for air.

That was the moment when he pulled me to him and pressed his wet lips to my dry ones.

He kissed me hard, demanding, completely out of breath, while his warm cum was dripping out of my pussy.

Pain, longing, and desire became one with all the things that Erik triggered in me. The inner emptiness disappeared completely with every kiss until he pressed me so tightly against him, wrapped his arms around me so pleadingly, and buried his hands in my hair. All I could feel was him and his rapid heartbeat.

Erik lay beneath me. He was bare-chested, and I was fully clothed again. He let his fingers wander tenderly through my hair, stroking it from my forehead, behind the back of my ear, where I felt the band of the mask…painfully.

My head rested on his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat, and for the first time I inhaled his scent.

A woody, indescribably sensual note. It wasn't cologne he was wearing. It was his body scent that calmed me down inside.

“I've often thought you were a dream, J,” he whispered softly. “The kind that makes you wake up and want to go straight back to sleep.” I looked up, and our eyes met in the darkness. “But it doesn't work, you know? You lie down every night and gradually lose that dream from your memory.”

There was something sad in his voice. And I felt the reality approaching in an unpleasant way. I wanted to push it away, but the panic inside me was stronger.

“I'mreal, Erik,” I whispered back, as if I could hold him in our little bubble.

“Now, in this moment.” He smiled, and there was something sad about it. “But tomorrow I'll lie in my bed, open my eyes, and you'll be gone.”

An icy feeling spread through me. It was as if I was losing him again at that very moment.

His fingers wandered from my forehead over the mask, along the edges.

“I would love to take it off. To see you foronce.”

I felt my nervousness return, and with it the coldness in my fingertips. It was so sudden that it felt like a shock. And it reminded me that I wasn'tJ.I was Julie Blair.

I couldn't let Erik know who I was. That would destroy the boundaries I had set. Boundaries I had drawn to protect him. This damn mask was my reality. As much as it hurt.

“I can't...” I said carefully and straightened up, but he held me tight.

“Leave the mask on, justplease…” He pulled me toward him again.“Please, don't go.”

I felt tears in my eyes, and then coldness shot into my fingers, more and more. Suddenly, I saw fine ice crystals forming on the car door, moving up the windshield, and...

No.

My eyes widened, and I began to shiver.

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