When I turn around, I find Blake leaning against the door with her arms crossed and a huge smile on her face. My eyes trail her body slowly, from her cute toes in the open toe wedge sandals she's wearing. I continue up her calves and pause where the hem of her dress meets the top of her knees, visualizing myself slowly sucking and planting wet kisses past that. My heart beats faster in my chest and my breathing quickens as I stride toward her. I caress her cheek with one hand and bring it lower, brushing and parting her bottom lip with my thumb as I stare longingly into her clouded eyes. Her tongue darts out and she takes my thumb into her mouth, making my breath hitch.
I throw the duffel bag on the floor and run my hands along both sides of her body, reaching behind her and grabbing a handful of her ass while I lift her to me. She wraps her legs around me, throwing her arms around my neck before pulling my hair at the nape of my neck. I groan, closing my eyes as she bites down on my bottom lip before sliding her tongue into my mouth. She squirms in my hold as my grip tightens and I take a step forward, crushing her back onto the wall behind her. Our mouths break apart long enough for us to look at each other and relay the weight of our love, our need, our lust, before our tongues meet again in a wild dance.
Placing the majority of her weight on the wall behind, I place my hands on her toned, silky thighs before sliding them under her hitched dress where I massage over her thin cotton underwear. I nuzzle against her neck and relish in the quickness in her breath, placing soft kisses along her jaw while drawing circles over her core. She squirms, arching her back and pushing into my hard on, cutting all coherent thoughts from my head.
"Want me to take you here or on the bed?" I manage to groan out through an intake of breath.
"I don't care," she whimpers. "I want you."
Using my left arm as a bench under her ass, I back away and deftly unbuckle my belt with the other hand, quickly lowering my zipper.
"Take off my pants," I murmur against her lips, lowering the V of her dress and sucking a nipple into my mouth, making her gasp loudly. "Take them off," I demand as I nip her softly, making her groan.
"Can't," she pants. "Can't do it."
I let go of her breast with a pop and place my face in front of hers—her eyes look as wild as I feel. And even though I had her last night and the night before that, and many nights before that; in this moment, I can't think of anybody I've wanted more than this woman. I know there never will be anyone else because she's it for me, always has been. I place both hands below her and walk to the bed, throwing her back on the mattress, kicking off my shoes and lowering my pants quickly before springing free from my boxers. She sits up on her knees licking her lips, looking at me through hooded eyes as she crooks her finger for me to step toward her. My heart pounds loudly against my chest as I walk up to the bed. The side of my mouth turns up when she places her head against my chest, right under my chin where she reaches as she kneels up completely. I dip my head to kiss her lips, but she stops me by placing a finger on my lips and shaking her head and mischievously bites down on her pouty bottom lip. Her fingers slide over my shoulders and down my body. The way she admires my body makes me glad I hit the gym so damn hard, even though I know Blake doesn't care about any of that shit. When her small hand grips my dick and squeezes, I feel the air leave my body and rush back.
She leans forward on the bed, placing her weight on her on her elbows and leaving her ass exposed as she looks at me through her fluttering lashes, still holding my cock. I throw my head back when she draws circles around it with her tongue before taking some of me into her mouth. She continues to rock her body to and fro, my dick hitting the back of her throat every time she leans toward me. I fist a handful of her hair, trying to control myself from holding her face onto my dick, which is hard to do when I feel her hot mouth on me one second and going away the next. I take hold of her, sliding slowly out of her lips and back her up, pulling the hem of her dress and throwing it to the other side of the room to leave her completely exposed, only wearing a tiny pair of blue panties. I slide my fingers into them from the top, scrunching them in hand and ripping them off.
"COLE!" she yelps, looking at me in disbelief.
I return with a wolfish smile before pressing my lips roughly against hers. "Turn around," I say gruffly. "You taunted me for a little too long with the view of your perfect round ass and I want to enjoy the full thing."
"Wha..." she begins, but I cut her statement short by grabbing her by the hips and pulling her close before flipping her body so that she's facing our wooden headboard.
As she positions herself on all fours, I take advantage and bring my hand around her, sticking my pointer and middle finger into my mouth before lowering it to her clit. She lets out a low moan as I rub against her before sticking them inside her and bringing them back out, repeating the process a couple of times until she arches her back and moans loudly, letting me know that she's close. I take my hand away from her, placing one on her shoulder and the other on my dick to lead it inside of her before I slide into her slowly.
"Cole," she gaps.
"Yeah," I rasp before picking up the pace.
She yells out my name again as she clenches around me, her desire coating me more than I already was.
"Shit, baby," I growl, letting go of her shoulder to rope her hair and pull it back toward me so that I can lean forward and suck on her earlobe.
"Oh my GOD!" she shrieks as I pound into her quickly, feeling my balls tighten with every thrust.
"I'm gonna come, Blake. I'm gonna come," I groan. "Are you ready?"
"YES! YES!" she screams, making me grip her hair tighter.
"Tell me you're mine, Blake," I murmur, feeling her shiver at my breath against her ear.
"I'm yours," she pants.
"Fuck yes," I growl, dropping my hand from her waist and bring it around her to pluck her nipples, taking her over the edge.
"Only mine," I groan as I unload inside her while she screams profanities.
She sags against the bed when I let go of her hair. I push inside her one last time, before leaning down and kissing her neck and down her back.
"Did I hurt you, baby?" I whisper against her spine.
"No," she says, muffled against the sheets. "I think I'll survive."
I smile against her and slide out, picking her up and walking her to the bathroom.
"Shit, we're so late!" I mutter when I look at the time on the nightstand.
"So worth it," she replies against my chest. "Thank you for helping me start off my birthday with a bang."
I give her a confused look because of her choice of words, but then smile widely, realizing that maybe my girl is finally letting go of her tainted past.
"I love you," I say in response as I kiss her head.
"And I love you," she says. "Only you," she continues, sighing against me.
After the tenth huff and eye roll, I let Cole cover my eyes with a blindfold.
"Thank fuck!" he says in an annoyed tone once the bandana is secured on my face.
"Shut up," I reply before sagging into the seat of his Escalade.
"Just relax, baby. We'll be there before you know it," he says, turning on the ignition and pulling out of our parking spot, after voicing that he had to wait for Spencer to trail behind us.
He turns up the radio and laughs when I groan at his choice of station, which is ESPN radio, as usual.
"Can you let work go for one day and listen to music like a regular person?" I complain.
"I was getting to that!" he says with a laugh before changing to some dance-y Nas song that I immediately start to bob my head to, picturing him doing the same thing.
When Ludacris comes on the track, Cole starts rapping along and for the remainder of the song, I forget that I have my eyes covered and stop trying to figure out where we're going. I have my suspicions, though. The last time Cole blindfolded me like this was years ago. We went to a Bed and Breakfast, and with all the little hints that Becky and Aimee h
ave been dropping lately I think he may be proposing to me soon. I smile as I think about the romantic gesture and how lovely it would be for him to take me back there and propose in a place that means so much to me. That was the first time we spent the night together in every way, and warmth fills me at the thought.
"Are we far?" I venture to ask after the fifth rap song plays.
"Not too far, no," he replies taking my hand in his and placing a kiss over the top of it before lacing his fingers through mine and placing it on his lap.
I take a breath and tuck my feet under me, tapping my feet together before I sigh in boredom again. When the song switches to an R&B song I've never heard I stop tapping my feet and smile at the soothing voice coming from the speakers. My smile broadens when Cole kisses my hand again and starts to serenade the beautiful words to me, happy tears filling my eyes. He raises his voice even louder, making me giggle as I picture how he must look. We reach a red light as the song comes to an end and I find myself pouting, which he laughs at before leaning in for a kiss.