Page 31 of Shameless
Rolling onto his side to face me again, he slipped his arm under my neck again and I moved my leg to hook behind his hips to spread me wider. Running his crown against my opening, I whimpered as he teased my nub again and again. My hands gripped his hair, pulling and tugging as he continued to coat his dick with my arousal by sliding it up and down my slit.
When he finally entered me, my back arched as a loud moan escaped my lips and the most delicious sensation filled me. His hand that wasn’t behind my head roamed across every inch of my body he could touch as he rocked his hips.
“Fuck,” he groaned before taking my mouth again with his.
The bed rocked with each thrust. The feel of his hand running across my hot, slick skin sent every nerve ending I had into overdrive. I couldn’t get enough. My hips lifted slightly and created circles on their own. I could feel him hitting the spot and I knew at any second I was going to shatter around him. I braced myself against the headboard as Blake’s thrusts went harder. His mouth clasped onto my nipple and he bit down. I gasped as I felt myself getting closer and closer to my release.
“Fuck me,” he groaned against the side of my neck as he erupted.
I convulsed around him, the tremors making my body jerk as I clenched the bedsheets and rode out my orgasm.
As though he couldn’t get enough of me, his mouth still licked and tasted my breasts, my neck, and my mouth as we caught our breaths.
“Shower?” he asked.
“Absolutely.”
It was in the shower where I got my chance to taste him, his salty cum reminding me of our beach day. When we got out of the shower, we went another round before drifting off to sleep.
* * *
“I better get going,”I said as I looked at the time on the nightstand. Blake had fucked me as a wake-up call and then we cuddled and caressed for what felt like hours. I had no desire to leave his bed but knew I had to. “I need to pack and all that stuff before we have to head to the airport.”
“Yeah, I should get my stuff together too.” Blake pulled me closer and kissed my bare shoulder. “This week went by too fast.”
“Yeah, it did.” After a few more moments, I slid out of the bed and grabbed my bikini bottoms I had to use as panties.
“What time do y’all get into Vegas?” He sat up and leaned against the headboard.
“They’re flying to New York,” I reminded him and stepped into the bottoms. “And I land in Vegas around five.”
“I’ll be in the air, I think.” He got out of bed and slipped on some boxers. “Can I give you my number?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” I grinned and pulled my phone from my beach bag.
“Can you text me and let me know it’s your number?” he asked after he rattled off his digits. “Not ready to look at my phone until I get home.”
“Yeah, sure. I totally understand.” I sent him a text that said:
Hey, it’s Sarah. I had a great time in Mexico with you. Don’t be a stranger. Let’s catch up soon in Vegas over some apple-infused Mezcal
After I slid the rest of my beach clothes on, Blake led me to the door. Before he opened it, he tilted my chin up and brought my lips to his. “I’m sorry I waited until the last night to bring you back here.”
I smiled warmly. “I wasn’t expecting it, so no worries.”
“I really want to come to Vegas when you get the Mezcal.”
“Good, because that’s what I texted you.”
“Text me when you get home.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to interrupt anything.”
He took a deep breath. “I’m sure it will be a welcome distraction if anything happens. If anything, I’m just going to go get some fresh clothes and then stay at my parents’ house.”
“Okay, but if I don’t hear anything, I totally understand.”
“Yeah.” He frowned and gazed down at the floor.
