“Get up darling, you’re apparently off limits,” he says, throwing her clothes at her.
“What? No way, says who!” Kalie replies.
I look between the two of them and ask, “Ade?” I laugh. “I knew it, maybe he should have thought about that before he started sucking face with walking chlamydia.”
Blake looks over to me and pauses before shaking his head.
Not 10 minutes later Ade kicks open the door, storms over to Kalie and picks her up.
He looks over to Blake and growls, actually growls, like a hot caveman. “This is not over.” He storms out with a pissed off looking Kalie hanging over his shoulder, protesting. I get up out of the bed, throwing Blake’s shirt on that he took off and go get a drink.
“Well, that was interesting,” I mumble, taking sips of my orange juice while making my way back to the bed. “Does he usually play caveman with girls?”
Blake laughs, “Definitely not. Ade is emotionless where women are concerned, his level of fucks given is so far below zero, he could ice you with one stare,” He pauses for a second before continuing, “But when he does care about someone, he cares savagely.”
“What about you?” I ask, peeking under my lashes at him.
“What about me?” he props himself up, leaning on one arm while looking at me.
“Are you ‘emotionless’?”
He laughs, taking a swig of his drink. “When it comes to relationships, yes. I’m just not interested.”
I nod my head in approval. “Same here.”
He tilts his head in surprise, “You're not interested in a relationship?”
I shake my head and swallow, “Nope, not at all, not ever. At least, not yet anyway.”
He puts his drink down and pulls at my legs, dragging me down the bed.
“No strings attached?” he asks with one eyebrow raised.
“Definitely no strings attached.”
He then lays a perfect kiss on my lips before pulling me out of his t-shirt while licking my neck, coming along my jaw and kissing me hard again. My whole body comes back to life, as if he just hit a switch for my body. I should probably defuse that switch…
I pull at his pants until his cock springs free, taking it in my hand; I start to pump it as he grinds into my touch. By this point, I am needy for him all over again.
He slides my panties down before reaching for a condom out of his pocket, rolling it down his thick long length, and holy shit is it a length. I thought Jesse was big... Blake is monster. He makes his way back on top of me and I wonder briefly how the hell it's supposed to fit, then he slams into me before I can express my thoughts.
I scream out in pleasure, gripping his shoulder blades as he pulls out of me slowly, before pushing back into me at a slow, steady pace; he is teasing me with his cock.
“Blake, please, harder.” He groans against my neck, before slamming into me in full force. This is not sex; sex does not even cover it, this is pure, rough, fucking. Nothing more, and nothing less. Pulling out of me, he flips me to my stomach, slaps my ass and descends back into me again. He’s lifting my ass up into the air and pulling my hair back, going at a perfect pace; I feel the head of his cock massage my g-spot, hitting it without missing every time. With every deep thrust, I climb higher and higher, and just when I think I’m done climbing orgasm mountain, he slams into me with one last thrust and I’m lost in the pleasure from his dick; with the evidence of my orgasm running all over his pulsing shaft. My body shakes from the after effects as I flop down on the bed with, him sliding in next to me.
“Do you have a cigarette?” I ask him, lying on my back.
“Say what?” he asks in shock. I roll my eyes, I thought him of all people wouldn't judge my secret habit. I only smoke while I drink or after great sex, and that was amazingly great sex. “Don't start, biker man.”
He laughs before shaking his head, “I wasn't going to. I have a cigarette, but it's not the tobacco kind?”
I nod my head in approval, “Even better, blaze it up.”
He reaches for his “cigarette” while turning on his sound dock, Metallica’s “Fade to Black” starts flowing through the speakers; I think I’m in love with him.
“You like Metallica?” I ask, closing my eyes while I take in the sound of my favourite band. He looks at me as if I have three heads. “Like is an understatement babe, rock is my forte.” He responds around the green stick in his mouth.
I jump onto him instinctively, so I’m straddling him. Taking the joint out of his mouth and putting it in my own, I take a hard pull; maybe I hit it a little too hard because now I’m choking my ass off.