Blayne

 

Others will say you are too idealistic.

 

 

Chase got on top of me and took off his shirt.

“I thought we were taking Kira out to breakfast,” I reminded him. Kira was staying over at a friend’s place so the loft was empty.

“We’re still going to do that,” Chase said, hurriedly taking off his pants and helping me take off my clothes until we were both lying naked on his bed. “After,” he winked.

He stood on his knees on the bed, watching me. “Do you want to please me?” he said.

I ran a hand down his chest, over his navel.

He bent to lick my nipples one by one, until they were erect, taking his time going from one to the other. I instinctively pulled him closer to myself. He broke off only to kiss me on the mouth and then went back to the teasingly pleasurable movements, doing everything to drive me out of my mind.

“God, Chase!”

I felt his tongue on my navel and he touched one hand to my wetness, rubbing it and his mouth was still pleasuring my breasts and their pink nubs which had become so erect they were almost hurting. His fingers were working their magic in my special place, causing sensations that were beyond words. It was almost as though my body was solely under his spell, and the only pleasure they desired was the one associated with him. Soon, his fingers had me moaning so loud, I was worried someone might hear us. But Chase didn’t care. He kept his pace, his fingers and the tongue going over my nipples and the pleasure reached a point where he made me come as easily as he always did.

I lifted myself up. It was his turn to get the same kind of pleasure that I had just experienced. He lay on the bed and I took him in my mouth, grabbing the shaft and tugging at it, circling the tip with my tongue, until he was breathing hard. His cock was wet with my saliva, and I could taste him in my mouth. I lowered my head, took as much of him as possible and he guided my head into a smooth, steady motion. Soon, I knew he was at the same height of pleasure as me and he was erect and ready and I helped put a condom on him.

Chase switched places with me and positioned me on my knees on the bed, lowered my head down onto the mattress and kissed my ass. At first his tongue went around my cheeks, biting just a little, his teeth grazing the skin and then suddenly, his tongue was darting in and out of me. The effect was beyond pleasure, beyond anything I’d experienced. “You taste so good, Kitten.”

Then, still on the bed, Chase thrust into me from behind, and my already slick core welcomed him without any resistance. He grabbed my waist and continued to thrust, once again making me come.

I wished I could tell him how crazy I was about him. I wondered if he realized that I was addicted to him in a way that defied logic and reason. That being that way with him, melded together and sweating and heavily breathing bodies clinging together and causing sensations that were so delicious they were beyond comprehension.

He flipped me over, pulled me toward himself and entered me again, filling me up, while his fingers strayed over my breasts, and squeezed them. “I love you, Kitten.” His gasped confession of love was exactly what I needed to hear. I wanted to tell him how long I’d been waiting say that to him. This was the perfect moment.

“I love you, too, Chase.”

He kissed me and all hell broke loose. The fear of consequences was nothing more than a passing thought that I no longer dwelled on.

The pleasure mounted again inside me, seemingly quicker than the last time, when his teeth grazed my nipples. After a while he got into the same thrusting rhythm, and leaned in to kiss me on the mouth while he fucked me harder and faster. And this time, when I got close to the brink he announced his pleasure, and we crossed the barrier of lust together, Chase’s arm propped on the bed next to my face and his hand grabbing a lock of my hair.

When he finally pulled out of me, he kissed my lips.

He dropped on the bed next to me, spent and out of breath.

“Fuck,” Chase said.

“Does that answer your question?” I asked.

Chase lifted his head and looked at me, clueless. “What question?”

“The one you asked when we started,” I said. “You asked me if I wanted to please you.”

Chase dropped his head back onto the pillows.

“Hell yes,” he said, with a cocky, but content grin on his face.