Page 48 of Mav

My Blake: Get started? What?

Mav: Well, we are not getting any younger, are we?

I can imagine her screwing her nose up, and getting that serious look on her face when I say this, but it’s getting her thinking about the idea more than anything.

My Blake: OK, but you know we’ve not even tested if we are compatible–in the sex department yet.

Mav: That’s okay, I’ll come over tonight and we’ll test it out.

To my utter surprise, the reply is: Yeah, OK.

The day passes quickly and before I know it I’m carrying a carton of Meat’s ribs and a salad into Blake’s house. I carefully put them down on the kitchen counter and walk over to where she is watching me, while leaning her hip on the kitchen table.

“You hungry, Blake?”

“Yeah, but not for food, Mav.” She is giving me a bit of sass here, and I love it. I grin and step up to the front of her, placing one hand on each side of her, boxing her in.

“I need to know if you are all-in with this relationship, Blake, because I’m not wanting a one-nighter, or a casual hook-up type relationship. I’m after the full on, for life relationship. Being my Ol’ Lady, and possibly wife, if that’s what you want. I have a house being built on the compound, where we’ll live, bring up our kids and be part of the MC brotherhood and sisterhood because Mia ain’t gonna have any woman on the compound who isn’t in the girl gang. Now, you in for all that, Blake?” I wait calmly for her response, but she doesn’t hang around thinking. She gives me the most beautiful smile I think I’ve ever seen before speaking.

“I’m up for it, Mav. I know we haven’t known each other long, but I think you are my one. You know, the one who will own my heart until it stops beating. I see you and my heart lurches and speeds up until I feel slightly breathless, and the anticipation of you being mine is nearly impossible to bear. Yeah, I want all that with you, but as I said, we don’t know if we have the chemistry yet.”

Oh, that’s like waving a red flag to a bull. I slam my mouth over hers and take command of a kiss I hope she’ll never forget. My tongue tastes every piece of her mouth, and I nibble, lick, and suck her lips.

Sliding my hands down, I cup her butt and lift her until she’s sitting on the counter in front of me, but I don’t stop the assault on her mouth as my hands slide up and down her bare legs. Lucky me, she’s been home long enough to shower and change into a summer dress.

Blake runs her hands up and down the back of my neck, and I have no doubt if I’d had longer hair she’d have had her fingers in it, pulling and tugging. But she’ll have to be satisfied with my short hair, and my ball cap because I love that thing. I left it atthe compound tonight, mind you, as I had hoped our evening would move the relationship forward.

Blake makes little noises of appreciation as I kiss her, and my hand reaches the top of her thigh, over her hip and tucks into the top of her small lace panties.

“You sure you want this, Blake?” I ask because I want her to be sure this is how she wants to move forward. After we’ve done this, she’ll be mine and I keep what’s mine, close and safe. “If we do this, you’ll be mine and I’ll claim you in church with my patch.”

“Yeah, I’m sure Mav.”

But that is as much as she says because I have her off the counter, panties off, and turned with her hands on the counter before she can change her mind.

My jeans are undone and I’m well ready to claim her, but I test using two fingers before I go further as the last thing I want to do is hurt her. But she is hot, wet and wanting, and I don’t wait any longer. I spear her with one long, easy stroke, not aggressively, but I’m totally in control.

Blake gasps, but gives a long moan of pleasure alongside whispering my name so reverently that I’ll never forget it, even if I live to a hundred.

I slide my hands up the inside of her dress and pull her bra down, freeing her breasts so I can cup one. Pulling her nipple that is beaded gently, gaining another moan from her sweet lips.

As Blake pushes back onto me, I pick up my pace and with my free hand I slide it around to the front of her and pinch her clit, which has her jump and push back onto me even harder.

The pace increases and it’s not long before I’m holding both her hips and I’m pounding into her, gaining what can only be described as a euphoric reaction. Blake gently screams with her release, and I see white spots before my eyes as my orgasm rolls through me.

I slow my pace and hold us both still as the pleasure rolls over us both. I can hear Blake panting and can feel her body shaking as she’s breathing heavily. I’m not much better myself. At that moment, I know I'm never going to let her go, not willingly, anyway. She is my everything. She’s the one I have been waiting for.

“I think we can say we are compatible now, Mav,” Blake giggles, and I slap her sassy ass gently before rubbing the sting away.

“Maybe we should be sure?” I state, and that’s exactly what we do. We test out our compatibility on the kitchen table, living room couch, halfway up the stairs, and the bed. To say we are both sated and exhausted would be an understatement, and my dick hasn’t seen so much action in its entire life. Holding Blake while she gives puffing little snores, I can’t help but be thankful for where I am right now. I feel like the luckiest fucker alive.

After a couple of hours of sleep, I’m awake and still holding Blake, but she is now awake and looking right back at me. I kiss her nose before taking her lips with a gentle kiss. “Good morning,” I murmur against her lips, and feeling her smile against me has me smiling right back.

“Morning. I’ve got to get to work, Mav. Let me up and shower.” Blake wiggles out of my grasp and heads to the bathroom, but I follow her and right into the shower.

“I’ll drop you off at work, then make my way over to the clubhouse. I have some training to do this morning.”

“What training?” Blake rinses the soap from my back as she asks.

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