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“I know, man, it's just too damn hard. I still love her, but I hate her for leaving without letting me explain."

I look over to see the amount of pain shadowing his face as he talks. "Explain what?" I askcuriously.

"What made her leave me," he says and passes out.

I'm half tempted to sneak upstairs to see Izzy, but, honestly, I'm tired, and the booze in my system pulls me to sleep in minutes.

Chapter12

IZZY

Ihear a bang, then a female giggles as the front door opens and then the sound of different female’s laughter. I check my phone and it’s one in the morning. Hoping it’s Sebastian, I decide to leave it, until I hear another giggle. I sigh, it’s been half an hour, and I should go check. With that decided, I put on my satin dressing gown.

I shut the door quietly as I’m leaving my room, and more noises confirm that at least Sebastian is home. Very quietly, I make my way downstairs, following the noise to the living room where Sebastian is having a lap dance from a beautiful red-headed girl who looks familiar from school. Blake is passed out on the sofa with a black-haired beauty tucked under his arm, her head on his chest with her leg thrown over his. She is hardly wearing anything, so I can see her ass and boobs hanging out of her dress.

Just as I back away, Elliot walks up behind me and frowns at the sight before saying loudly, “Guys, Izzy and I are trying to get some fucking sleep, and it's one in the fucking morning. Take it to your room, Seb. Blake, you can take Aimee to the guest room.”

I stare at Blake as he wakes up and sees me then realises who's practically on top of him before sitting up quickly. “Shit, Aimee, what the hell are you doing?” he demands as he watches her wake up, rubbing her makeup-filled eyes.

Sebastian leaves the room with the red-head, but my heart is finding it hard to look away from Blake. I feel like being sick and punching him at the same time.

“Let’s go to bed, baby, I want you,” she says loudly in a sexy voice I could never pull off, but she does, somehow, as she pushes herself against him.

I decide I’ve had enough, finding my voice and saying, “Night guys.” I hide my heartbroken face from Elliot and run up to my room before the tears fall, and they do. I try to keep quiet as I sob into my hands. I hear a knock at my door, and I quickly wipe my eyes, dimming the light in my room before opening the door slowly to see Blake. I quickly go to shut the door, and he puts his foot in the way, stopping me. He then opens the door, pushing it shut behind him, and locks it before turning to face me.

“What do you want, Blake?” I whisper harshly and back away from him.

“Look, I had too much to drink and fell asleep on the sofa, alone, with Seb on the chair. Seb must have invited her and that other girl over when I was sleeping. Please believe me, I know it looks bad, but I promise I didn’t realise she was next to me,” he says quietly and he looks so worried.

I'm just pissed, and I’m finding the option of punching him is looking good now. “I want to believe you, but in one week, I’ve found out the first time you kissed me, you just broke up with your girlfriend, and then I find you with another girl tonight. It’s hard to trust you right now,” I say quietly, with my voice wavering slightly.

I move back to sit on the edge of my bed, never looking up at him, not wanting him to see how hurt I am. Blake moves so that he is kneeling in front of me and takes my hands in his.

“I'm sorry. I’ve never given a shit about any girl ‘til you, and I do care about you. It kills me to see your tears, and it’s worse knowing I caused them. I know tonight looks bad, but I only want you; just you, Izzy,” he lifts my chin so he can wipe my tears away as I stare into his eyes, which I swear are begging me to trust him, to let him in. I actually might believe him. He looks so honest.

“I want you too, Blake, but I’m scared of you hurting me,” I admit to him, as well as myself, and I have to look away. He puts his hands on both sides of my head and forces me look into his eyes.

We are a breath apart now, and he says,“I’ll never hurt you, you can trust me, Izzy. I know I am an idiot at times and make mistakes–” I cut him off by kissing him hard. He kisses me back with the same power and passion while pushing me back onto the bed as his body covers mine. I'm lost in his kisses, how he tastes like rain and pure Blake. His hands shake gently as they roam under my top, and I lift my hands as invitation for him to take it off.

Blake smirks at me, leaning up as he slowly takes off my top. I groan as he starts kissing my stomach all the way up until he is between my breasts. I'm not wearing a bra, so his eyes darken when he sees my breasts as he leans back. He covers one with his massive hand, and he starts gently flicking my hardened nipple.

I moan, loving his hands on me; it’s never felt like this before. Everywhere he touches me, I feel like I’m on fire. Blake kisses down my jaw, then down my neck, and finally licks my nipple–taking it into his mouth and gently sucking while playing with the other. I can barely think as I rub myself against his thigh to get some release. He slowly kisses down my stomach then stops, looking up at me in a silent question as he slowly pulls my shorts down my legs, giving me plenty of time to say no. I nod at him, which causes him to grab my leg then kiss all the way down to the triangle of curls between my legs.

At the first lick of his tongue against my clit, I buckle on the bed, and Blake chuckles lightly against me, using his arm to hold me down before carrying on. I'm moaning loudly, holding my hand over my mouth to hold in a scream as he sucks my clit into his mouth. I can’t think as I grow close to coming, and he pushes his finger inside me and everything in me tightens as I come, moaning Blake’s name. My back arches off the bed, and Blake looks up at me in wonder as I play with his soft hair.

When I finally come around from the buzz, Blake pulls back the covers, moves me in the bed, and cuddles me from behind.

“Sleep, beauty,” he says into my ear, and I do just that.

Chapter13

IZZY

Iwake up feeling very warm and safe for the first time in a long time. My head is on Blake’s chest, and our legs are tangled together. I lift my head to see him sleeping, he looks like an angel with his blond hair all messy from my hands. Not being able to resist, I run my finger down his strong jawline to the stubble of hair on his face, which makes him unbelievably sexy. And I look over his chest to see his tattoos closer.

He has a beautiful phoenix on his right shoulder with fire coming off it and going down his arm. It’s all in black ink with a Celtic look to it. It’s done in so much detail, I can picture the phoenix leaving his arm and flying away. I shift a little on the bed, and I feel his arousal in his boxers against my leg. I can't help myself as I slip my hand into his boxers, stroking him up and pulling him out of his boxers slowly.

Holy God, he is huge, with my hand just touching him. He is long and thick, making me want him more than I thought was possible. I may be a virgin, but I got quite far with Devon, and I know how to do this. I want to thank him for last night. So I move down the bed slowly, trying not to wake him up. I want him to wake up as I'm doing this, and I kneel between his legs, pushing the covers away. I move my mouth to kiss the top of his dick. Blake groans in his sleep, rubbing his eyes with his hands, and then looks down at me.

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