by Pamela Ann
He slapped my ass and kissed me senseless. “Good, I don’t plan to escape your begrudging hold. I will be back around two then we’ll head out together to the airport?”
“Ahhmmmm.” I was distracted by him and how hot he looked.
I wanted to devour him whole. God, he looked so sexy in his black Armani suit. My eyes landed on his crotch and I unknowingly licked my lips.
He groaned and muttered. “Woman, you are shameless.”
“Can we just—for a bit—just…” he groaned again and took my lips. My hands went directly to undo his pants. He took his suit off and I pushed his underwear off. Once his cock sprung free, he instantly shoved it inside me. We both moaned in unison. He started off slow, wanting to savor each stroke but I didn’t want him to be late.
“Blake! Hurry quickly….meeting….or you’ll be late!” I said in between kisses.
He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard. PERFECT!
He screamed my name as we came together, his body tensed. I felt his cock pulsated thickly, squirting his seed inside me.
I shoved him off me, “GO! Or you’ll be late!” I spanked his nice sculpted ass.
He barked out loud. “Brilliant! I feel so used just about now!” He got up and went to the bathroom to clean himself up.
I was still lying on the bed, quite content and happily sated when he came out. He bent over and gave me a long sweet kiss. “I love you”
“I love you Blake.” With another kiss I marched him out the door.
His amused look made my day.
I sighed happily, went to grab my robe and wrapped it around my satiated body. I’m in love……my dreams can’t even chase them away.
Once in the kitchen, I brewed coffee and made a cheese omelet. “Buenas diaz, Magda.” I smiled at her.
“Buenas diaz, my ass! Come here you!” Chad ran towards me, picked me up and squeezed me until I ran out of air.
“Uh, good morning to you too?”
“Oh, shut up! When I saw Blake on his way out, he gave me a jolly high-five. So, I was like ‘huh?’ Now, I see you have the same look. Sooooo, I’m guessing you two made up and are going to be bumping uglies forever and ever?”
“We did make up—we’re back together again. Although, we have a lot to work out still—but the best part is we’re doing it together! Gosh, Chad—I’m so happy!” I placed the omelet in between us, handed him a fork and we shared it.
“You deserve it, chica! You so do. Anyhow, Luce left two hours ago. Can you believe what she said last night? I didn’t sleep well because of that.” He grabbed my coffee and took a long sip.
“I mean—if it makes her happy….”
“I know, I guess some things just don’t last huh? Life is shitty like that.”
“True—but when it gives you butterflies, it makes it all worthwhile. And you are getting oodles of butterflies from Luke.”
“I definitely am baby love! So, what’s the plan today? Everyone seemed to have vanished overnight!”
“Blake’s picking me up later at two. He’s taking me back to London town.”
His eyes bulged out. “Hello? I want to go too. Luke left on the first plane out back to London.”
What about his therapy? I don’t even know if going back would be safe. It’s just too early for that.
“You have to ask Blake about it,” I replied. “He’s in charge of this situation. I mean—you two had this deal thing. I’m not coming in between that. You two sort it out.”
Chad seriously looked deflated. He sighed loudly and finished my entire coffee.
“Dude—you finished my entire coffee, you better make me a new one!”
“Bummer.” he muttered as he sauntered to where the coffee pot was located.
It was one thirty when I came out of the shower. I was already packed and ready to go at eleven. Chad and I danced for a solid hour and half. The whole session revived my body.
I’m still a little worried about what Blake and I have at this moment and for some reason I feel like I should bring it up again. Things happened quickly last night and we didn’t really underscore the important facts. With my robe on, I walked out of the bathroom towards the bedroom to get my phone with a small towel to dry out my wet hair.
I called Dr. Murray and informed her about my recent change of plans and cancelled today’s session. I made an arrangement to conduct the sessions over the phone. She booked Tuesday and Thursday afternoon for me. I somehow feel comforted by this, knowing I have someone to talk to without malice or without judging me.
My phone beeped with a text message as I entered the bathroom to do my make-up. It was from Kyle. Hey! Just checking if you’re okay? I know how freaked out you were last night. I’m here whenever you need me. I miss you badly.
I miss him too but I don’t know how Blake would react if I continue being close to him. Okay—he’d be furious if he’d found out. But how do I ditch my best friend of over a decade? That’s just not possible. I decided to text him back. I’m good! I’m actually going to be back tonight with Blake and hopefully with Chad as well. I miss you too. What’s up?
“Babylove! I’ll be joining you guys. Blake just got here and he said yes. I have to pack quickly or he’ll change his mind or something, ta-ta!” Chad shrieked for a minute then left in a flash. That man is something else entirely. I can’t believe he almost killed himself over a month ago. Thank God he didn’t succeed, I thought with a pang of guilt.
It doesn’t matter how many times Dr. Murray said that it wasn’t my fault, I still feel like I could’ve done something, anything to prevent it. But I guess we all have our own crosses to bear and this is one is mine.
I applied my usual make-up do with tons of mascara, tinted moisturizer and just a swipe of peach gloss. I was dabbing my lips when I saw Blake stared at me in the mirror smiling lazily. My heart accelerated at the sight of him. I guess I have to get used to seeing him smile at me again? I admit that I got the hang of his usual brooding mood when he’s around me.
His hugged me from behind and enveloped me with his large frame. “You’ve been plaguing my mind since I left the bed this morning. I didn’t pay much attention to the damned meeting because all I can think about is you,” his husky voice murmured in my ear. My body shivered involuntarily.
With a swift kick of his foot, he closed the door. “Aren’t we going to be late? We have to leave soon?” My giggles were high pitched because he was doing a great job driving me crazy, nibbling and biting my earlobe.
“The jet leaves when I say we leave. One of the perks of being the boss.”
I closed my eyes as he untied my robe and touched my naked body. “God Blake—” I moaned when his hand started to part my fold. I opened my legs a little wider to give him access. His other hand was teasing my nipple while his lips were still around my ear and neck area, sucking and biting. My hand reached up and touched his head.
“Open your eyes. Watch me touch you. Watch us make love.”
Oh, God. This is beyond erotic. This would be a first with mirrors.
I slightly opened my eyes and was staggered how we both looked. I looked….sensual and carnal.
“I’m sorry cara, but I have to have you now or I’ll go crazy.” He promptly had me bent over the bathroom counter and entered me from behind. “BLOODY. FUCKING. HELL. Your cunt always feels like fucking heaven.” My mind was totally blank from the grueling demands of his hard thrusting. “You’re not giving this cunt to another man! Do you hear me, Sienna?” he snarled with raging anger.
“Yes, I heard you,” I whispered back, a little confused to his rather sudden change of darkened mood.
“YOU’RE. NOT. GOING. TO. FUCK. KYLE.” Each word was emphasized with a fiercely brutal callous thrust.
“Answer me! You’re not fucking Matthews ever again!” Blake hissed cruelly.
“I won’t, Blake. I promise….I won’t.” I wanted to yell back but what came out with moans along with my words. He pulled out, lifted me off, opened the
door and went straight to the bedroom. He captured my lips and demolished them ferociously as he slid my body over his cock. He hastily placed us on the bed whilst kissing and fucking me at the same time. He started to pummel me harder and I gripped his ass with my nails, encouraging him. “Blake—yes….like just that!” I panted with sensual excitement. My orgasm was building and he pinned my knees and pressed them on my breasts, impaling me. “Keep going—FUCK! You’re so good!” I sobbed the words out as my orgasm almost peaked.
“Blaaaaaake!” I screamed as my orgasm shook my body and he kept on plunging and ramming his hard cock inside me. He enclosed both of his hands on my neck, his momentum changed from rough and fast, to rapidly crazed and primitive. Another orgasm rocked my already shaken body while we both screamed in unison, as he too reached his climax. His forehead connected with mine as we gathered and heaved for air.
Blake’s cock was still twitching and unloading inside me when he looked at me dead-on. “If you have sex with Kyle or any other man for that matter, I will ruin you and rip you to shreds—and then some.”
Shocked at his blatant threat I couldn’t utter a sound. “Think about the consequences before you open your legs again for another man!” Why does he keep ranting on about this?
“I have never cheated on you, Blake. When I had sex with Kyle, we weren’t even together then! You can shove your threats somewhere else!” My hissed tone made him even more furious.
“I don’t want another man touching you! You were mine the minute you shoved my cock inside you that night but that didn’t matter an inch to you, did it? You happily obliged and opened your legs to him and let his dick fuck you senseless! I can’t accept that! I can’t bloody fucking forget it!”
I sat up, shaken from his confession. He sat at the edge of the bed. He looked crushed and miserable. “Blake….”
“Did you enjoy it, Sienna?”
Oh, no. Don’t do this. Don’t go there.
“Blake….” I pleaded.
“I want you to be honest. Did you or did you not ENJOY HIM FUCKING YOU?”
Fuck! I don’t want to lose him again. We barely just got back together and now this. But I can’t lie either….
“Yes, I did enjoy it.” He violently cursed and bit his knuckle. He was in so much pain because of me. I felt wretched and so awful about what I’d done.
“How many times?” he said through gritted teeth.
“What?” I whispered, horrified and appalled. Did he just ask that? WTF!
“I asked how many times did you let him fuck you OR better yet, did you fuck him too?”
24
Blake
“Since you want all the details, let me rehash it for you.” Sienna’s voice grated with sarcasm and annoyance. “He fucked me twice on the bed, once at night and the next morning. So, that totals two.”
Two times! It was one too many.
I want her. I love her. But I have no idea how to move past this rabid red-flag of jealousy. My insides churned into acid as I repeated what she just relayed to me. If she did it once, she could do it again.
“Blake. Talk to me.” I turned around and faced the rotten woman. “Talk to you? What about? What the bloody fuck do you want from me, Sienna?” Every time I look at her face from here on, all I can see is her being pleasured and fucked under Kyle Matthews or as she shagged him and screamed his name while she came.
“You, Blake….I just want you.” Unbelievable. How does she do it?
I couldn’t even fathom touching another woman after that Saturday night. I didn’t want anyone else. After that night, I only got hard thinking about Sienna. To be quite honest, I shagged all other women after she and I broke up in the first place, and only thought about Sienna. Technically, each time I shagged, I had to think of her to get hard and needed to imagine her so I could fuck others.
“I don’t know what to say or do. I genuinely am at a loss for words.” I truthfully am. How can one be with someone when all is lost?
But after being with her last night—I honestly do not know how to let her go. Apart from hating her, being with her makes me feel somewhat complete. While I’m with her at sporadic times, I feel deliriously happy. What an abominable situation to be in.
She wrapped her soft arms around me from behind. Her naked breasts were pressed on my back and my body started to stir again from the feel of her. Yes, admittedly being with Sienna rather gives me a constant erection—even in unfortunate circumstances like right now.
“Let’s keep what we have right now going—whatever this is. After last night, I can’t lose you—not just yet. We have to see this through. I need to be with you, Blake. Not having you in my life almost killed me. I’d rather have this than not have you at all.”
Empty life and great sex?
“I wasn’t planning on leaving you. It’s difficult to be with you, Sienna. At most times, it gets severe and trying—but I can’t walk away either. Whether I love or hate you, at the same time you’re in my blood. I cannot get rid of it because you imbedded and fastened yourself inside of me. I’m not letting you go…I’m never letting you go.”
“I love you Blake.” She kissed the back of my neck.
I huffed out a damning sigh. I earnestly contemplated if I should have another round with her on the bed before I head to shower. Chad must be waiting outside, I have to keep going. “I have to dash and shower. We have to leave for the airport soon.”
She nodded. “Do you want me to join you? I could shower again.”
That would be bloody brilliant, but not. “I’d rather be alone for a bit if you don’t mind.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll meet you downstairs. Have Marcus or any of the help come fetch your things. I don’t want you to do any heavy lifting and end up hurting yourself.” She nervously bit her lip and nodded.
Hell, I have to get out of here before I haul her naked body back on the bed. I savagely cursed my rogue thoughts and left her bedroom.
“This will be your room for awhile.” I indicated the guestroom as Chad strode inside. My guestroom was rather spacious with a large Jacuzzi tub and a steam shower large enough to fit three to four persons.
He sighed and sat on the queen-sized bed. “You know, I’m not going to try and get myself in trouble. You guys don’t have to be so over protective. I’m not a child.” Chad seemed discomfited and quite sad. I strode towards the wall-to-ceiling windows and stared at the traffic below.
“We know you aren’t Chad. But you must understand we are only trying to help you.”
“If you want to help so much, then can you please fix things with Sienna? I don’t get it—you guys are both obnoxious and nauseating lately.” He shook his boggled head.
Chad was Sienna’s confidante and I’m quite sure the lad knew what is going on. The only person I usually confide in was Toby, but recent events had left my best man in rotten shambles since he and Lucy broke up. Toby couldn’t let a day go by without cursing his beloved. What blasted luck both of us had fallen in love with such stubborn women.
“It’s my fault” I told Chad. “I couldn’t rein in my feelings when it comes to Matthews. Could you blame me if all I could see is her underneath Kyle?”
He gasped and placed a hand over his parted mouth. “You have got to be kidding me! Blake—don’t torture yourself, that’s just plain cruel. Okay, my girl totally made a screwed up decision, haven’t we all? She’s entitled to make mistakes too. But you need to start learning how to forgive because if you don’t, how long do you think she’ll stay?
“I mean—unless all your aim here is to get rid of her then you’re doing one heck of a job, buddy. But if you want to keep her—this is a big no no. She loves you bozo! She chose you and not Kyle. Get than in your super smart brain!” Chad sounded exasperated and wound up; he started to pace back and forth, and stopped. “What’s the deal with Camilla, Blake?”
“Whatever do you mean?”
“The business section today—it said about you
r grandfather stepping down and possibly an announcement about your formal engagement with her?” He paused. “I’m such an ass—congratulations about the future CEO! I seriously forgot because all I could think about was the other piece of information.”
Who could possibly leak stories to the media? Cam and I haven’t seen each other after that call I placed yesterday. Surely, it could be just a rumor?
“It’s fairly complicated. I cannot explain it in thorough detail at this moment. But I will eventually.”
“Good because I don’t want my baby love to be going through any more shit cakes, you know? Just saying—if you’re only after sex with her then it’s best you let the bird out of its cage. I know she’s free to go as she pleases—but she loves you—so that might need drastic measures—again—that is if you’re only after sex.”
“I want her for more than just sex—but it is complex and it isn’t that simple anymore.”
“Please try a little harder—it’s not cool to see her like this. You better go to the other room and make her happy.”
That would be quite tricky. I hated not knowing what to do.
“I’ll order in food in an hour or two for dinner. I’ll see you in a bit.” I went to the door and strode towards my bedroom, where Sienna was unpacking her things.
I found her in the vast his and hers closet. She wore black leggings and a loose pink and black striped cotton sweater. One shoulder was exposed as she moved about. I studied her for awhile. My eyes lingered on her exposed shoulder, my mouth itched to kiss that exposed spot. I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss those pouty, soft lips but I couldn’t drag myself and do it.
Instead, I locked myself in the study and did what I did best. Work.
“You have a Camilla Clayworth wanting to see if you’re available?” Sandra Thornton asked in utmost businesslike manner. She’s another one of my assistants, below Luke.
“Do send her in. Thank you, Sandra.” She gave a curt nod and quietly left the room. I’m quite sure Cam is here to explain in grave detail how our personal agreement was leaked to the media.