My hips slowly rock causing a delicious friction and then I whisper in his ear, “Your cock is really thick, umm, long. It feels ten times better than when I use my finger to get myself off.”
“Fuck!” he curses, his arms around me keep me locked against him, but all I feel is him; his warm body against mine, the way his heart pounds against my breast, the way his penis throbs in time to my own pulsating body.
I’m so ready to come, but I want him to release with me, so knowing how much he loves my filthy mouth, I moan into his ear, “When I have my own finger in my panties, I imagine it’s you. I Imagine you ripping them off my body with your teeth before you fuck me into oblivion.”
His hisses between his teeth and comes. The minute I feel the first splash of his release against me, my core clenches and convulses around the thick shaft, squeezing him. Needing him to fill me. Wanting all he has to give me.
Locked in each other’s embrace, our skin slowly cools along with our lust.
“You unman me,” he whispers, removing his face from my chest, but not before he places a wet kiss to each of my nipples. “God, I love your tits.”
I roll my eyes. “I think we need to get cleaned up just in case Kasey comes back.”
“Hmm,” he agrees but doesn’t let me go. “But I love you being exactly where you are right now.”
My fingernails gently dig into his shoulders. “I like being here too, but it’s going to be embarrassing if someone catches us like this.”
“I think I’d have to kill them if they caught you naked,” he growls.
“Then I think it would be a good idea if y
ou let me go,” I suggest and then chuckle. “I need another shower.”
He shakes his head. “No way. I want to know that my release is still inside of your tight pussy.”
“Is this some primitive thing?” I raise my brow.
“It’s a guy thing.” He smirks. “Dogs cock their legs and pee, men pump everything they have between the legs of the woman who belongs to them.” He grins, pleased with himself. “You’re mine babe.” His mouth clamps together when he lifts me off of him.
He feels too good and I really wish he’d work his way back inside of me, and for a moment I can see him thinking about it before closing his eyes.
I find my feet, my legs quivering slightly as I try to find my balance. The sight of Blake with his penis glistening against his stomach is about as hot as his gaze is when it connects to mine. “We need to eat and leave the house otherwise I’m going to be keeping you naked.”
Bending, I pick up our jerseys, tossing Blake’s to him. He’s already covered his groin as I get myself covered up. The air around us is thick and heavy, and I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do next. I’ve never been in a relationship before. Well, if that’s what this is. But I’ve certainly never cooked breakfast and had sex in a kitchen.
“You know the first thing I’m going to do, the moment I graduate from a wheelchair to my feet?”
I hold his gaze and he continues, “I’m going to fuck you up against a wall. It’s going to be raw, dirty, and probably so damn quick, but the image in my head.” He shakes his head and grins. “Wet pussy around my cock and large boobies in my hands.” He wiggles his brows and I laugh, I’m so damn aroused that I’m seconds from jumping him.
Blake becomes serious. “Actually, I think that’s the second. The first would be holding you in my arms while we slow dance to that song you play over and over again. The one you once commented that it was the most romantic song you’d ever heard.” He sighs. “I’d wine and dine you like a princess, and then we’d dance.”
Tears hover on my lashes as I hear the way he wants to romance me, and one tear falls when I witness his dream fade in his eyes. My arms go around him as I get comfortable on his lap. “When,” I give him a pointed look, “you get to that point, I would love to do that … but, just knowing how you want to romance me is enough Blake. We can still do everything you want, just slightly differently.” I play with the hair at the nape of his neck. “I need you to believe me because it hurts so much when you don’t.”
“I do believe you. I just … wish I had more to offer you than my broken body.” He rests his forehead against mine as his voice catches.
I hold him close, and admit, “You’re in my heart, and I’ve never once thought of you as broken.” I kiss the top of his head when he keeps his face hidden in the crook of my shoulder, so I try and lighten the sudden dull mood. “I’ve only ever thought of you as sexy and hot.”
He stills at my words and finally lifts his gaze, so I continue, “The way your muscles flex and move when you’re working out or just plain moving around in this chair. Just the sight of you has always made my heart pound and my panties wet.”
“I like that end part,” he agrees.
“Thought you might.” I quickly kiss him on the lips. “So, let me go and get cleaned up so I no longer have you running down my thighs, and then I’ll finish breakfast.”
Grinning, I jump from his lap. “Call Kasey and find out if he’s joining us.”
Blake groans. “You’re an evil woman, Violet.”
I follow his gaze to his lap and the erection poking upwards.