Page 131 of Under Her Skin
I slip over Blake’s monster cock. As he fills me, it takes me to another place. A place only he can take me. A place I’ve been afraid of, but for some reason that fear isgone.
He rolls me over and lays me back on a mountainous pillow, my body still inclined towards his. He never lets us part and moves in and out of me as he looks down, watching our bodies connect and disconnect as he pulls all the way out of me with each longstroke.
It’s as if he’s seeing that he can live whether he’s inside me or not. That life can go on whether I stay or run. Then his eyes look into mine and I see it. I see the acceptance he’s givingme.
“I love you, Rachelle. No matter what you ever do, I love you and always will.” His body presses to mine and he takes my mouth to his, swirling his tongue overmine.
It doesn’t feel like he’s trying to dominate me like before. It doesn’t feel as if he’s trying to make me his. It feels like he wants us just to be. Just as much as I’ll allow us tobe.
It feelsperfect.
His blonde curlsI wrap my hands in. Their soft and it’s one of the things I’ve missed most. One of my hands runs over his back and I moan as his muscles bunch with every soft, long stroke he makes intome.
He moans back into my mouth and one of his hands moves into my hair and he wraps it around his fist, pulling at it lightly. The softness is great, but I want more and I arch against him, trying to convey my need forhim.
A little faster he moves, a little harder he thrusts, a little tighter he pulls my hair. My stomach grows taught as my insides tighten and my legs wrap aroundhim.
His mouth moves off mine and he takes my neck in a hard bite as he begins to pound into me, taking my breath with his first really hard thrust. He sucks and bites my neck and it sends me into afrenzy.
I want him all, I need him all. I arch up to meet every hard thrust, bucking beneath him. All I can think about it how fantastic it will feel when his liquid heat fillsme.
His lips touch my ear, his words hot, “Come.”
One single command and my body does as he’s said. I break apart inside and he strokes me that much harder. It’s made things a lot slicker, and he flows in and out of mefaster.
My body pulses and pulls for him to join me in this ecstasy, but he holds on. His teeth clenched together as he holds onto his own release. He grunts a little and takes one of my breasts in his hot mouth and suckshard.
The feeling goes straight down into my lower regions and I feel the ache of another hard orgasm building. Long, hard tugs he takes on my breast and I fall apart. Only this time he comes along for the ride and releases my breast as we both let out hellaciousmoans.
He rocks against me as our bodies come down off the high mountain top he took them to. I pepper little kisses over his neck and shoulder. Then I place my lips to his ear and whisper the words I know he’s longing to hear, “I love you,Blake.”
The way his body collapses onto mine leaves me with the knowledge he needed to hear those words from me like he needed the air he breathes. His face is the only thing he pulls up, and he looks into myeyes.
His eyes are still dark with emotion. “I love you,Rachelle.”
One sweet kiss he leaves on my pulsing lips. Then he rolls off me, leaving me cold in his wake. To have his body on mine for all eternity is a thing I wish I couldhave.
Rolling to his side, he pulls me to him, my back to his front, and he runs his arm around my waist. His soft lips touch the back of my neck. “I’m not holding you down, baby. I’m not holding you like you belong to me. I am merely holding you to feel your body next to mine, the way our bodies were meant to betogether.”
His words bring something to my heart it had been lacking, though I had no idea it ever was. A sense of companionship. A sense of compassion, and a sense that this man knows me. Inside and out he knows me and he accepts me, big, fat, ugly flaws and shortcomings, and hurtful waysincluded.
Never have I felt morelucky!
Blake
My mind is peaceful. She is back where she should be. Nestled in my arms and sleeping like ababy.
The urge to kiss her awake and make sweet love to her again I am having to fight. She needs to sleep. The way her eyes looked when I saw her told me she’s had so much sorrow and has beaten herself up over too manythings.
My mind told me to turn away from her, but my heart wouldn’t allow that. No matter her transgressions, she still is the only real love I’ve ever known and most likely everwill.
To make her happy is all I can think about. To make her feel my love for her encompasses my every thought, my every movement as I take her into my loving arms. I rushed my need for her before and I will never make that mistakeagain.
She’s sensitive to my feelings. If she senses I need her too much too soon, she’ll run. If she thinks for one second I’m trying to control her, she’ll bolt. Can’t say I blame her after all she’s wentthrough.
She only really trusts herself to take care of what she wants. Again, who could blame her after her own mother let her down at the most vulnerable time of herlife?
I have to wonder what I’m in for. She has two crazy as shit parents after all. I have to wonder if I’m strong enough to handle all which goes with this magnificent woman I hold in myarms.
