That's a Promise (17 page)

“Look, Blake, I didn’t tell you so you could pity me. I told you because I feel unbelievably comfortable with you, and I feel like there is something different about our relationship. I don’t want you to look at me differently now. I went through my period of grief, and I don’t need to be treated like I can’t handle you. I don’t want to be the girl you are too gentle with because I went through a traumatic experience. I don’t want you to hold back, I want something real. If you can’t do that, then I just made a huge mistake telling you,” I said, sadness washing over me.

Blake took in what I had to say, and waited a minute before he said anything in return. He untangled himself, and faced me. He was so serious, and I really had no idea what he was going to say next.

“Jo, I… I can’t stand the thought of someone using any kind of force to hurt you in any way. It’s killing me that someone as amazing as you had something that terrible happen to you. More important, it’s
killing
me that I don’t have a chance to kill that man with my bare fucking hands! Don’t mistake my sadness for not wanting you Josie, because you couldn’t be more wrong. I love how strong you are. I love how you’re living your life without letting that monster keep his hold on you. I’m sad for the fact you had something taken away from you that you can’t get back. Please don’t blame me for knowing you deserve so much better than that.” He grabs my face and places his forehead against mine, and breathes heavily.

“I’m not sad that you told me. I won’t let it change us. You have full control of us, baby, and if you’re okay with me touching you the way I like to, then I won’t hold back. You deserve the best, and I plan on giving it to you. I love you, Josie Lynn, more now than I ever thought could be possible. I will always make sure every touch you feel from me is the realest and best thing you have ever experienced,” he promises ardently. He moved his hand down my neck and I shivered. I couldn’t believe he just told me he loved me. My heart felt like it was begging to come out of my chest and connect with his. I wanted to speak, but I was too focused on his hand on me.

“Does this feel real, Jo?” he asked in a whisper before putting his lips to the side of my mouth.  He continued to trace my neck with one hand and gripped the side of my hip with his other. “Don’t mistake my self-control for not wanting to fuck you Josie, because that couldn’t be further from the truth.” He hovered his lips over mine, and I could feel desire radiating in the energy in that one centimeter that separated us.

“I love you, Blake,” I whisper back to him so he would know exactly how I felt. My lips grazed his while I spoke, making me gasp from the shock that resulted. My breathing was rapid, and I could hear and feel his heavy breath combining with mine. When he kissed me I felt like he was trying to show me how he couldn’t live without my lips pressed against his. I loved that he made me feel like he lived and breathed for that kiss, like his life depended on it. Both of us were pouring every feeling that we possessed for each other in that moment. Our tongues were slow dancing to the music our souls were singing.

He laid me back gently onto the bed, while he continued to tell me how much he loved me with his lips. My hands alternated from resting on his face and in his hair. I wanted to make sure he knew how much he meant to me, how much it meant that I could confide in him, and how much I loved him for still wanting me. He moved his hands from my face, and traced them down my side until they reached the bottom of my pajama top. He slipped his hands underneath, and rubbed his thumbs over my rib cage. The sensation that his touch gave me was overwhelming, and I started shaking with anticipation. He pulled away from me and I could see lust and need calling to me in those dark brown eyes.

“I want to show you how much I love you, Josie. Let me show you,” he said softly to me.

“Yes,” I whispered back to him. I needed him to show me. I needed him to show me that he still wanted me, knowing that I had been ruined by someone else. I needed to feel him touch me with pure passion and not trepidation from fear of hurting me. He moaned lightly before he dipped his head to my stomach.

His hands raised my top so he could trail kisses easily across my stomach. When he got to my ribs he sat back up and pulled me to him. He kissed me briefly, and then pulled my top up so he could take it off. I didn’t have anything on underneath, so I was fully exposed to this beautiful man. The look on his face told me how much he loved what he saw, which made me want him even more. His hand reached behind my head and pulled the hair tie out of my hair. My curly hair sprang free, and cascaded down to the middle of my back. I heard him suck in a sharp breath, and enjoyed watching him get harder in his basketball shorts.

“Words can’t describe how stunning you look right now. A goddess has nothing on your beauty, Josie,” he said softly before pulling me towards him so he could get his mouth on me again.

His words meant more than he could ever understand. I reached my hands under his shirt and felt his stomach muscles tighten under my touch. It was like touching fire when I touched him, and I loved how my body scorched against him. I tugged at his shirt until he pulled away and took it off. Our breaths became even more ragged, as we stared at each other. We both came together at full force, and didn’t hold back the passion due to fear or restraint. We fell back down on the bed, and I relished in the feel of his bare chest heaving against mine. I couldn’t stop moving my hands over him, and I think he felt the same about me.

His tongue moved from my mouth to my neck. I turned away so he could get better access, and I whimpered as he teased me with his tongue and lips. I knew I should be embarrassed by how I was reacting to him, but I couldn’t control the feelings he aroused in me. He moved down my clavicle and slid his teeth across the bone. I shivered underneath of him, goose bumps spreading across my legs and arms. My breasts were heavy with desire, and my nipples were taut with need for him to pull them into his mouth. He cupped both breasts in each of his hands, and while one hand focused on the hardened nipple on my left breast, the other hand held my right breast in place so he could trace it with his tongue. When he finally pulled me into his mouth, I moaned loudly. Subconsciously, I was relieved that we were on the other side of the house, so my parents didn’t have to hear us.

I heard him moan in return and push his hips into my core. He bit on me hard, and I loved it more than I thought I ever would. His beautiful brown eyes looked to me to make sure that he wasn’t being too rough with me, and I replied by arching my back and chest back up to his mouth. He did it again, and didn’t hold back after that. That little bit of pain did something to me that I didn’t think was possible. I could feel myself throbbing with desire. He continued to do the same on my other breast, sucking hard then biting it, then soothing it with his tongue.

“Oh my god, Blake,” I moaned as he pleased me. I lifted my hips up, searching for something to help with the pressure that was building.

“Jo, you’re going to make me come before I even get inside of you if you keep making those sexy little noises,” he groaned against my body.

He moved his hands to my pajama pants, and started to pull them down my legs. I knew my panties were soaked with my wet excitement, and I couldn’t wait for him to feel what he was doing to me. When he finally placed his fingers over my panties, he closed his eyes, and I saw his chest heaving as he felt my need for him against his hands.

“These need to come off,” he said hoarsely, tugging on my pretty pink panties. We slipped them off, and he stared at me unabashedly, loving every inch of me. He moved his eyes to mine, and he kept them on me as he moved himself between my legs. He lowered his head, and kissed the top of my mound tenderly. He moved his mouth lower and he kept his eyes on me. He dipped his tongue in between my folds, and licked the length of me. He put his hands on my thighs and held my legs apart so I could feel every single thing he did to me. I closed my eyes and fell back against my pillows as he stuck a finger inside of me and kept massaging my clit with his tongue. I was mewling like a cat as he kept up the pattern of licking, sucking, pushing his fingers in and out, and rubbing the stubble on his face against me.

“I can’t hold it any longer Blake,” I moan to him.

“Don’t hold it baby, I need to taste you,” he murmured against me.

I let myself go after he said that, and could feel myself building to the orgasm that he had been working me towards.

“Look at me, Jo. I need to see you lose your control,” he demanded.

I stared into the deep depths of his brown eyes, giving him my soul in that one look. We both expressed what it meant to us in those seconds before I exploded against his mouth. I trembled, and I had a hard time keeping my focus on him as I was spiraling out of control. He licked enthusiastically at my come, turning me on again from watching him. He gently kissed my mound again before sliding up to me.

“I love watching you come apart underneath of me,” he said softly, before I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him to me. I could taste myself in his mouth and it made me even more excited. I kept grinding my hips against his as we kissed, and I knew I needed him inside of me. There still was a part of me that needed more.

“I need you inside me, Blake. I can’t take it any longer,” I said to him forcefully.

“Mmmm, Jo. You are so fucking sexy,” he said, breathing heavily. He leaned back to pull off his shorts, but I moved his hand so I could take them off instead. I slipped my hand under his boxers and felt how bad he wanted me. I tugged them off and got the chance to stare at this god of a man sitting before me. His body glistened with a thin layer of sweat from our heated moment, making me drool over him even more. His defined muscles on display before me was a sight that I felt lucky to have, and my mouth started salivating as I looked at his big hard cock in front of me. I felt like my lower body was trying to call him over to me.

“I don’t know how I got so lucky, but I am really glad you chose to fall in love with me,” I said to him with a smirk. He smiled back at me before leaning me back down on the bed. He put his hands in my hair and aligned his body evenly on mine. We were both breathing heavily as we felt each other’s heart beating off of each other. I could feel him begging for entrance, but he laid there with me, watching and placing small kisses on my face. I was about to start begging him when he bolted up. I was shocked that he could move away in that moment, and I was a little hurt. He leaned down, kissed me quickly, and smiled at me.

“Just need to get a condom first, love,” he explained.
Oh, duh!

“Um, I’m on birth control, and I’ve been checked for diseases. I’m clean, I’ve only been with one other person besides…” I trailed off knowing I didn’t need to explain for him to know who I was talking about. “Anyway, he and I used a condom and I still got checked out again. I’m good,” I should’ve just shut up. Feeling embarrassed, I refused to look at him. I felt like I ruined the moment. He grabbed my chin gently and forced me to look at him.

“I’ve never done it without one, but if it’s something you’re ok with, then I would love that. I get checked in my physicals anyway, and I’m good too.” He leaned back down and looked at me. “I love you so much, Josie. If you’re sure, then I would love to be inside of you with no barriers.” He didn’t move as he waited for my answer.

“Yes. I want that,” I told him. I ran my hands up his chest and he kissed me again. There was nothing holding us back, and we both were filled with raw passion in those moments before he entered me. His brown eyes never left mine as he put his hand on my pussy. He rubbed me, making sure I was well lubricated, before he led his cock inside of me. It was as if the world stopped when he finally put himself in me. We both held our breath for a minute before he finally pushed himself the rest of the way in, causing us both to moan in pleasure. I finally felt whole.

“Oh god, Jo. You feel so amazing,” he said roughly to me. He cradled my head in his hands, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. When he started moving inside of me, I couldn’t believe how exhilarating it was. I couldn’t stop voicing my ecstasy to him. I was in heaven as he rocked in and out of me. Every moan, groan, and whisper of my name from Blake turned me on even more.

“Oh… Blake…,” I said breathily.

The way he moved his hips against me was probably illegal in certain places around the world. I had never felt so amazing, ever. I was so close. I watched his face shimmer with sweat from the work he was doing to me. He watched my every facial expression with rapt attention. Every emotion he felt for me was displayed vividly in the way he made love to me.

“Josie, oh god… you feel so good...,” he moaned.

“I’m going to come, Blake,” I gasp and tighten my legs around him. I clawed at his back as he bucked harder against me.

“Eyes open, love,” he said roughly. I opened them, and the look in his face as he watched me, sent me over the brink. I yelled out in pure delirium, feeling my insides clench around him as I let go. He ate up my cries with his mouth, and moaned with me. I could feel him going faster against me, and then his rhythm started to get choppy as he started to reach his point of bliss.

“Oh god… ah Josie… you feel so good,” he gasped, shuddering against me. I loved every fucking second of watching him let himself go. I watched as he closed his eyes and leaned his head against mine. We breathed each other in as we tried to calm down. He kissed me softly, and grabbed my face lovingly.

“You are so perfect, love,” he said to me softly. He rolled off of me, and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his chest. “You amaze me, Josie. You have me bewitched.” The honesty in his words sent a bolt of pleasure through me. I had never felt more content than in that moment, laying in Blake’s arms.

“I love you, Blake,” I whispered to him.

“I love you, Josie,” he whispered back.

Chapter 15

The rest of the week flew by in a similar fashion.