Blake (Found by You Book 6) by Victoria H. Smith

Author:Victoria H. Smith [Smith, Victoria H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-26T16:00:00+00:00

Ann

It took a lot to get Blake to come to my motel room with me. He wasn’t that kind of guy and I knew that right away, probably within moments of meeting him.

But I wasn’t that girl either. I didn’t do this with someone I just met. That had been the point. Neither one of us did this.

But we were doing it anyway.

Once he was there, he hadn’t resisted. He no longer resisted… this, letting me unbutton his shirt and touch him in all the ways I wanted to touch him. I wanted to see his body. I wanted to feel the muscles shift and move beneath my hands while he thrust his heat inside me. I wanted him in all the ways a woman wanted a man, unashamed and passionate.

My hands pushing over his shoulders slid his shirt down his biceps, his arms coming around my hips as we sat on my bed. He brought me off my knees and to him, his body a massive force of hardened planes and steel biceps.

He used the thickness of his hands to undress me, pushing my top off my shoulders until they were as bare as his.

His lips parted on the top of one, my eyes closing as he pushed a hand beneath the shirt. He unclasped my bra this way, a maneuver that told me he’d not only done this before but well. Placing me on my back, he let the bra give way, pressing himself on me and chasing soft kisses on my lips.

His weight on me, I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t want to, afraid of what would happen when I did. Thinking was a bad idea, thinking might end this and push him away.

Incredibly warm, he caged me, pulling off my shirt and then sliding my bra to the side. He pushed his thumbs along the inside of my arms, breathing warmth against my nipples too hard and achy below him.

His tongue tasted before it laved, exploring fingers pinching and tweaking my dark areolas.

“Blake…”

My legs parted to let him in, the feat apparent with his size. My ankles couldn’t even lock around his waist, my calves aiding my hips to rise and fall with the grind I attempted to make against his jeans.

Each roll of my hips, I felt him harden, considerable steel between my legs. Using a hand, he helped me out, gravity keeping his heat away from me.

He moved my hips with me, his thrusts slow in return. Pushing his hand down my thigh, he gripped my bottom.

“Tell me this is a bad idea,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my breast before tasting. He nipped with his teeth, blond hair cascading around him. “Tell me you’re not meant for me.”

I could tell him all these things. I knew all these things, but despite that I couldn’t turn him away.

Maybe because somewhere in my heart I longed for another truth, another reality in which we ended up together. It felt so real I actually believed it. I was his.

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