Quickly, Blake sits up and grabs his pants. Pulling a foil packet out of his pocket, he quickly covers his large erection before returning to me. His eyes lock on mine as a hand works down to my throbbing core. He rubs around, prepping my body for his invasion. What he doesn’t realize is that I will always be ready for him.
Satisfied with his work, he positions himself at my entrance. His lips find mine again, but neither one of us closes our eyes. We keep them locked on each other and our lips together as he slowly pushes inside of me. The slow stretch is the most satisfying sensation I’ve ever felt. My breath hitches as he watches me. Our eyes are glued to each other as he slowly begins to slide in and out, making love to me. His movements are controlled and precise as he worships my body with his mouth, his hands, and his dick.
We continue to work in tandem, both striving towards a common goal. Yet neither one of us wants to rush this any more than we have to. Blake reaches for my right hand and links his fingers with mine. My legs tighten around his hips as he slowly thrusts in and out. No words are spoken, but none are needed. This is the magic that is Blake and I. There is no he or I. We are one. Two bodies. One soul.
I feel myself tightening around him. There’s a pull deep in my gut that tells me my orgasm is looming. With each stroke, Blake pushes me closer and closer to that edge. I try to fend it off as long as I can, but with each movement of his body within mine, I know that fighting it is futile. The only thing to do now is to let go and enjoy the ride.
Blake’s pace picks up ever so slightly. He keeps his hand firmly locked within mine and his eyes glued to me. I start to squeeze against him, pulling him in as deep as he possibly can go when my orgasm rips through me. My entire body explodes into crystal lights of euphoria as I verbalize my release. As much as I want to, I still can’t close my eyes. I can’t look away from Blake.
His face tightens as he tries to ward off his own release, but in the end, his body wins. His orgasm is as powerful as my own as he works his body in and out within mine. His groans are deep and loud as he grinds his body against me. When the first few aftershocks subside, Blake leans forward and places his soft lips against my swollen ones. This is when I almost say it. I almost tell him that I’m in love with him. But as much as I want to, I fear that this moment isn’t exactly right. I have no clue why, but I feel it all the way down to my bones. So I keep quiet.
Pulling Blake’s sweaty head against my chest, we both take a few moments to catch our breath and just feel each other’s skin against one another. He lies there for a few long seconds before rolling over and taking me with him. I snuggle against him, ready to fall fast asleep when I feel him move. He jumps up and goes over to the bathroom; I’m assuming to dispose of the used condom.
Once back in bed, he pulls me tightly against him. My body instantly relaxes, the feel of his warm skin making my body start to tingle all over again. “I’ve got to work late tomorrow night,” he finally says into the night.
“Okay. Are you coming over afterwards?” I ask, not wanting to appear like the clingy girlfriend, but the thought of not having Blake in my bed just makes me feel sad and vulnerable.
“Probably not, honey. I’ll probably be really late tomorrow night,” he says, not elaborating further.
I don’t question him. I opt to just let him hold me, and he appears to be holding on for dear life at this moment. That’s what it feels like right now. It’s as if he can’t get enough of me or close enough. His hands are caressing me, a soft whisper of contact. It’s ultimately what lulls me towards sleep. Blake’s big warm hands run up and down my body as if memorizing the way I feel.
Before I completely fall asleep, I feel his warm lips once more against my own. I silently return the kiss before falling deeper into the abyss of unconsciousness. My mind shuts down as I drift off to sleep with the only man I’ve ever loved wrapped around me.
Chapter Twenty-Two – Go Time
Blake
I feel like everything I’ve done, everything I’ve said, everything I’ve heard all comes down to this. This one moment. This one night. Two years of planning and intel, giving up my entire life and becoming someone completely different, someone I barely recognize in the bathroom mirror, all comes down to tonight.
Saying goodbye to Carly this morning was tough. I would have given anything and everything just to stay in bed with her for a little longer. She woke me up in the best possible way a man could be woken up–with my dick in her mouth. I wouldn’t let her finish, though. No, I wanted to be staring deep into her dark eyes as I came inside of her. I’ve never pretended to be a saint and I’ve been with my fair share of women in my twenty-nine years. But it’s different with her. It always has been–even our first night together all that time ago.