Page 143 of Blindside Me
“You’ll see. This will be fun.” She scurries onto the mattress and slides her head off the side. Have to admit, seeing her naked body on full display, blond hair cascading off the side, and her eagerly waiting mouth does something to me.
“Mm, I like that.”
“Why am I not surprised?” The slight tease to her voice makes me smile. She reaches out her hands, opening and closing them. “Now give me what I want.”
I tug my boxers down and off and move to stand in front of her face. Her eyes widen as she runs her tongue along that plump bottom lip.
Damn. She looks almost feral with my thick cock dangling in front of her like a carrot. No, not a carrot. Something much thicker. Something man-sized.
“Are you sure about this position?” I ask, running my hand along my length. This position is hot as hell, but I don’t want to choke her.
“Yes. Quit being a crybaby and give it to me.” She runs her palms along my thighs, and my cock hardens further in anticipation. She continues to trace a path until my balls are in her hand. She squeezes with the right amount of pressure as pleasure shoots across my core.
Fuck, this woman.
“You are trouble.” I practically growl the words. I thrust forward, bending forward to palm her tits. The first touch of her lips sends a jolt through my entire body. My hands tug her nipples, desperate for something to anchor me as she takes me deeper than I expected.
“Jesus, Jade.” The words escape on a ragged exhale.
Her mouth is warm, wet perfection, her technique nothing like that first awkward attempt. She moves with confidence, one hand wrapped around the base, the other braced against my thigh. Her tongue traces patterns that make coherent thought impossible.
My mouth lands on her stomach, as she takes me deeper still, until I hit the back of her throat. The sensation nearly undoes me.
“Fuck, Jade. This is—” I groan as she pulls back slightly, then takes me deep again, establishing a rhythm that has me fighting for control.
I let my hands explore her soft flesh until they find the wet heat between her thighs. She moans around my dick, and the vibration is my undoing.
“Jade,” I gasp, feeling the familiar coiling low in my gut, the edge approaching too quickly.
She doesn’t stop. She keeps the relentless rhythm, sucking and licking with the perfect amount of pressure this time. The slurping sounds. The wetness pooling on my finger. The circling of her clit. Another squeeze of my balls, and I can no longer fight it.
I succumb to the pleasure.
I try to do the gentleman thing and back off, but she tightens her hand around my thigh, keeping me pinned to my spot.
“Damn, you’re milking me dry,” I pant as warm shots of cum slide down her throat as she swallows me like a champ. My finger still works her clit as her body writhes and convulses beneath me. This is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever done.
When we break apart, I crash beside her on the bed, our breaths ragged.
“Did I make up for it?”
“Oh, yeah. Best fucking blowjob I’ve ever had.” I wince. Probably shouldn’t bring up other women at this moment, but she deserves the fucking crown. “I always believed you were good.”
She chuckles. “No, you didn’t.”
“Well, I wanted to.”
“I’m just glad I have a lot more time to prove it.”
“You’ve got all the time in the world, Trouble. I’m never gonna let you go.”
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
Jade
Warmth fades slowly from the sheets beside me, telling me Drew hasn’t been gone long. The indent of his body remains, a ghost impression I trace with my fingers as morning light slices through his blinds in thin golden bars. My body aches in the most delicious ways, reminders etched into muscle memory of how his hands gripped my hips, how his body covered mine, how we finally found our way back to each other after weeks of silence and hurt.
I stretch, wincing slightly at the pleasant soreness between my thighs. A hint of mint lingers on the sheets, leaving behind faint reminders of him. I press my face into his pillow, inhaling deeply, shamelessly. God, I’m such a cliché. One night back in his bed and I’m huffing his pillow like it’s laced with something addictive.
