Page 16 of Blade

After dinner, Blade helps me back onto his bike, and this time, we take a tour of the town before going home. I’m pressed up to his back, the cool fall breeze feels good, and the hum of the engine is soothing. I feel free, riding out on the road, with the moon bright overhead. This is a magical night.

Nine

Love the Way You Thank Me

Emryn

We walk hand in hand up to my door, then go into the dark hallway, but Blade doesn’t turn on the lights and instead leads us directly to my bedroom.

“I want you, Emmy. But if this is too soon, all you have to do is say so,” he says.

A nervous excitement is building inside me. I want Blade to kiss me, hold me, make love to me. I want it all. I’m not usually so brazen as to sleep with a man so quickly, but this feels so right. My fingers reach for the zipper on his jacket, and I slowly slide it down, then I slip my hands inside to his shoulders and move the jacket off his shoulders and to the floor.

“I want you too,” I whisper. My lips tremble as they touch his. Blade remains still, except for his hands on my waist. He allows me to kiss his cheek, jaw, and chin before I slide my mouth over his, deepening our kiss. His arms band around me tightly, and he guides us down onto the mattress.

“I wanted to wait until you were all settled in. The first time I make love to you should be in a bed. But you’re too irresistible, baby,” he whispers in my ear, then nips at my lobe.

A delicious shiver runs through me as his fingers run down my spine, leaving the warm trail of his touch. He slowly moves his hand under my sweater, making my breath hitch in anticipation. Suddenly, my sweater is off, and he’s kissing me passionately. Long, sultry kisses, where I’m holding on to his shoulders, clinging desperately, never wanting this to end.

Blade wrenches his mouth from mine, tugs off his Henley, and stares down at me, his eyes lingering on my bra-clad breasts. He moves the flimsy lace aside, and his mouth covers my nipple. I moan, arching my body, my hands fisted in his thick, soft, blond hair.

“Blade,” I whisper.

He lifts his head, his eyes meeting mine. “Ben. When we’re together in bed, you call me by my name.”

A small smile comes across my lips because I know what he’s giving me is a gift. Ben is the name his family calls him, and now, me.

“My Ben,” I say in a quiet voice, running my fingers over his cheek. Ben touches his lips to mine, then finds his way back to my breasts, removing my bra and lavishing them both with attention. Licking, sucking gently, and making me crazy for more of him.

He glides his hand down and undoes the button of my jeans, and I’m more than happy to assist him in getting them off, wriggling beneath him, and he moves them down over my hips and legs. I quickly go for his belt, wanting to see all of him. I manage to get it loose, but Ben moves my hands out of the way and finishes the job himself.

At first glance, I know I’ll never meet a man more beautiful than Ben. He’s toned and muscular, with a tapered waist and thick thighs, and a very well-endowed member. It’s not only his body, but the flash of desire burning in his eyes and the way he hovers over me, careful not to crush me, yet making my body come alive with the slightest touch.

His hands start at my ankles, gently gliding over my bare flesh, then up to my knees, prodding them open and settling between them. I am mesmerized watching him as his gaze follows wherever his hands touch, worshipping my body. It’s so beautiful that I can feel tears in my eyes. He licks, then kisses each nipple, then his mouth glides to my belly, moving lower still to my mound. I draw in a deep breath as he laps the juices between my legs. My legs turn to jelly, and the muscles in my stomach contract. It’s been so long since I’ve had an orgasm, even one of my own making, and I’m not able to control myself.

I tug on Ben’s hair, breathlessly calling his name. But Ben is on a mission, and suddenly I’m spiraling through the air; I come hard, tremors running through my body, my back bucks off the mattress, but Ben’s grip holds me tight. When I open my eyes, Ben is there, holding my gaze, and I feel his cock at my pussy.

“I need you, Emmy.” His voice is raw.

“Take what you need.” I wrap my legs around his waist, drawing him closer, my fingers digging into his biceps. I feel him push inside me. He’s large and thick and fills me up. We were made for each other. We fit perfectly together. Tears wet my cheeks.

He stops moving. “Am I hurting you?”

I tighten my legs, quickly answering him. “It’s perfect. We’re perfect. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” I beg him.

Ben kisses my tears away, then proceeds to make love to me. A flickering flame turns into the roaring fire that only Ben can quench. He moves slow and steady at first, then increases his pace, and I meet him thrust for thrust. I didn’t know it was possible to come twice in one night, but Ben is showing me that not only is it possible, but a second orgasm is just as sweet as the first.

I come first, but Ben is right there with me, panting in my ear before wringing out his own release. I don’t know which is better, watching him come or having my own orgasm. Maybe it’s a tie, but I want to try it over and over again to make sure.

We remain in each other’s arms. Ben rolls us onto our sides, legs intertwined. He runs his fingers through my hair, with my head on his shoulder.

“I love the way you thank me, baby,” he teases, his lips curling into a sly grin.

“If you’re going to do something, I say do it right or not at all,” I return. I feel the rumble of laughter in his chest.

“I’ve got to get rid of this condom. Be right back,” he says, then goes into the bathroom. I was so far gone, I never thought of a condom or even noticed when he put it on. Ben’s taking care of me again. He comes back in a flash and grabs both our sleeping bags, zipping them together so we can be snuggled together. “You first, baby,” he says, and I shimmy in. He joins me, spooning me, resting one hand on my breast and kissing my shoulder.

If I could, I’d take a photo, but since I can’t, I memorize every detail of this moment just as we are.

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