Page 56 of Take A Chance

I chuckled. “It’s okay,” I said, rubbing my face. “I just want to take you to bed, alright? It’s been a long day.”

I stood, pushing my blood-stained boxers off. For the most part, my body was clean, but I didn’t want to shower until the wound scabbed up a little. She helped me dress it, covering it with gauze and tape, and then I climbed into bed and pulled her into my chest. Her hair smelled like lilacs. I breathed her in.

“Blake?” she asked, turning to her back.

“Yeah, Emma?”

“Tell me you’re not like them.” Her eyes searched me again.

“Only when I don’t get what I want.” I reached for her cheek and cupped it. “And you give me everything I want.”

“What do you want now?”

“You.”

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Emma

Blake's hand slid from my cheek lower, to my breast. He squeezed it greedily before hastily reaching beneath the hoodie I wore. His fingers lightly touched my skin, caressing it as his thumb brushed over my nipples, making them harden beneath his touch. I gasped in pleasure as Blake leaned forward, pressing his lips onto mine.

We kissed passionately before his hands continued exploring my body. My breath caught in my throat as his fingers danced across my bare skin, his hot breath washing over me with each pant. The world around us seemed to disappear. We were alone in this moment, just him and me.

He grabbed both of my hands and placed them on the bed, pushing me down until I was lying flat on the sheets. His body followed mine as he hovered above me, an intensity radiating from his eyes that could set fire to every part of my being. His hand ran teasingly up my side before again finding its way beneath my hoodie. I let out a gasp as his touch sent sparks through me from head to toe.

The fire between us was more than palpable now, and my body practically trembled with anticipation. I felt his lips on my neck as I gasped and closed my eyes, relishing the feeling of his touch. His fingers gently caressed the skin just above my waistband as he whispered, "I want you." The sound of his voice sent a surge of electricity through my veins, and I felt myself melt into him.

"I want you too, so bad," I moaned, clawing at his shoulders.

He yanked my hoodie off, examining me with his piercing gaze. His hands moved faster and faster, eager to explore every inch of me. I let out a low moan as warmth spread throughout every part of me.

My breathing grew heavier as he began to trail kisses down toward my stomach. He paused for a moment at the top of my shorts. His mouth hungrily explored me, sucking and nipping at my skin. His hands moved expertly over every inch of me, eliciting gasps and sighs with each touch and caress he bestowed upon me. With one hand he massaged my breast while the other pushed my shorts down toward my knees.

I gasped in delight as he slowly ran his finger along the edge of my underwear before dipping it beneath the fabric and pushing it aside. He pressed kisses down toward my inner thigh while his hand held firmly onto me. He reached the apex of my legs where I was already aching for more. I heard him whisper something unintelligible and then felt him move closer to me, so close that I could feel the warmth radiating from him which only increased my desire for him even further. He tore my panties away, exposing me completely.

"I want to feel every inch of you," he murmured in my ear, sending a wave of pleasure radiating through me. His fingers teased and probed me, exploring every contour and sensitive spot as he drove me wild with pleasure. His touch was gentle yet demanding as he moved closer to the center of my desire. He slid his finger inside me, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body.

"Yes, just like that," I moaned, digging my nails into his back.

He let out a satisfied groan before increasing the intensity of his movements. My breathing quickened as he increased his movement and his tongue explored me. I felt myself coming undone as the pleasure overwhelmed me, my body shaking with a newfound intensity. He sucked my clit, teasing me to a frenzy of gasps and pants.

I trembled and writhed beneath him as he brought me to the edge of ecstasy. He grasped my hip firmly, pushing into me with a new fervor. I felt myself come undone in his arms as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through me, eventually leading to an explosive climax that left me gasping for breath and trembling before him.

"You taste amazing," Blake said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Blake’s natural musk mixed with the sweaty aroma of our sex. I breathed it in deeply, savoring it, loving the way it smelled.

"Wow, that was incredible," I told him, pulling his hair, eager to feel his tongue between my soft folds again.

He smiled at me, eyes twinkling with delight, before pushing himself up and hovering over me. His gaze felt like a caress as he looked down at my body, and I shivered in anticipation of what was to come next. Gently, his lips brushed against mine, and I could feel the heat radiating off him as he deepened the kiss, causing my body to tremble. Blake tasted like salt, the sweat on his brow like sea water. The softness of his lips, the sharpness of his teeth, and the coarseness of his tongue all melded into a delicious combination.

My heart raced as his tongue slid along my neck, teasing and tantalizing all of my senses before finally making its way to my nipples. His mouth stayed there for what felt like an eternity, sucking and licking until I moaned aloud from sheer pleasure.

"Ahh..." I arched up toward him, desperate to have more, to feel him inside me, and he taunted me, nipping at my skin with his teeth. "Please... I need more."

With one swift motion, I flipped us over so that I was now on top of him. My fingertips grazed along his chest as his hands glided up my back, sending shockwaves radiating through every inch of my body. His lips were now just a breath away from mine, and I closed the distance between us, pressing against him with all of my might. Blake pulled my hips down against him, his cock grinding against my sex, the thin fabric of his boxers still separating us.

"I need you in me," I moaned, and he got the point. He pushed his boxers down, lifting his hips to do so. The second his flesh touched mine, I shuddered. He was so hard it was painful grinding his cock between our bodies. My clit was pinched. I yelped.

"I want you," Blake said, his voice thick with desire. He ran his hands down my body and cupped my butt, pulling me closer toward him as he began to grind against me rhythmically.

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