Page 346 of The First Time
"Blake," I groan. I arch my back so I can feel every one of his movements.
His grip tightens around my hips. His breath speeds.
He's close. He's losing control. He's mine.
He thrusts harder. Faster.
It's too much. But too much isn't enough.
I claw at the couch. "Blake."
He drags his nails over my hips. His cock pulses. His thighs shake.
"Fuck. Kat." He drives into me as he comes.
It sends me back over the edge.
My orgasm is fast. Hard. Intense. I claw at the couch as my sex pulses. Pleasure spreads through my torso. It spreads out to my fingers and toes.
He thrusts through my orgasm.
Then he's there too.
Groaning against my skin as he comes inside me.
Slowly, he untangles our bodies.
I collapse face first on the couch.
He pulls his boxers on. Sits next to me. Wraps his arms around me.
This feels so fucking good.
But he's not mine anymore.
He's back to the stuffed shirt. I understand this Blake better than I did.
But his heart is still locked tightly.
This time, I'm the one who pulls away.
I push myself off the couch. "Do you have anything I can wear home?"
"Of course." His eyes turn down.
If I didn't know better, I'd swear that's disappointment in his expression.
Does he really want me around?
Want our intimacy to last beyond our bodies being one?
It's hard to believe.
But it's tempting.
He shakes it off as he leads me to his office. There's a pair of sweats in the bottom of his filing cabinet. They're in his size, but the pants are drawstring. They work well enough.
Blake plants a kiss on my lips. "You're meeting Ashleigh at six tomorrow."
