by Amelia Fox
“Thank you.” He whispered in a gravelly voice.
I bit my lower lip and continued to stare into his eyes. He reached for my hand and pulled it away from his cut. He threw the red pad into the toilet and flushed. The cut was still glistening and red but the bleeding had stopped. Blake walked out without saying anything again, expecting me to follow.
Back in the living room, I decided to take a seat next to him. I craved his lips. I needed to have them on mine. I needed him to make a move. There was silence again between us. I shot him a look with the biggest widest eyes I could possibly imagine and twirled a lock of my hair. He turned his head slowly to me and breathed deeply. My heart accelerated at a thousand miles an hour when I heard what he said next.
“You wanna learn to grapple?”
My eyes flicked from each of his eyes, trying to work him out. His eyes did the same. He was drinking me in, gazing at my lips. I felt my nipples stiffen. A tingle ran through my pussy. Blake was incredibly still. Aside from his heavy breathing, and his darting eyes, he didn’t move. He was like a panther surveying his prey.
Before I knew what was happening, Blake had pressed his forehead against mine. Our noses bumped and rubbed. His hands went up into my hair. My hands went up into his hair and roamed around his gorgeous face. I stroked his sandpaper stubble. My hands were trembling like crazy. Then he kissed me.
His lips were soft and plump but also kind of rough. His fingers gripped my hair and his mouth opened. His tongue pushed into my mouth without invitation. I let him in without resistance. His tongue was warm and silky and danced so eloquently against mine. He kissed like a man who knew what he was doing. I was surprised given his rough and awkward manner. He also kissed like a man who was dying of thirst. It was as if he had not kissed a woman in years. Despite that, he certainly wasn’t rusty. He was acting on primal animal instinct.
He pulled my hair hard from behind, yanking my head back and pulling my lips from him. It hurt. But it also turned me on like never before. He looked deep into my eyes, owning me. He was an animal claiming his mate. But there was also something more in his gaze. There was a yearning. A need for love.
Blake eased his grip and put his mouth on my neck, making me jolt. He nibbled and sucked his way up my neck towards my earlobe. He took my earlobe into his mouth and worked it into a slick frenzy with his tongue. His hot rugged breath in my ear made me wet. I knew I was gushing down there. I could feel my clit throbbing.
It occurred to me that it had been a while since I had been with a man. There had been a few of the standard drunken fumbles at the beginning of law school. But once I stopped drinking, the flow of men dried up. And good riddance, I thought. I never did seem able to attract a quality man. So I focused on my law career. But now I had Blake biting my neck and gripping me with passion.
I felt myself overcome with lust. It had been so long. I couldn’t control myself. I planted kisses all over Blake’s beautiful face. He winced as my lips hit a couple of his bruises. I couldn’t help it though. I had to cover every inch of his face with my lips.
Blake grabbed my arms and pushed me back into the couch. Then he was on top of me. That same look pierced me to my core. He put his lips back on mine, tasting my tongue and grinding his crotch between my legs. I couldn’t believe it was happening. I now knew the source of the awkward silence. Sexual tension. I needed him inside me.
“Take this off.” I whispered, pulling at his shirt.
Blake narrowed his eyes and smirked. It was a sad kind of smirk. The kind of smirk that made me want to take him in my arms and look after him. But only after he had pounded me first. He pulled off his shirt and threw it across the room. He was built like a fighter. I couldn’t stop my jaw from falling wide open. My eyes bulged out. He was a powerhouse of muscle with pecs bigger than my breasts and shoulders I desperately wanted to run my tongue across. His stomach boasted a thick set of abdominal muscles but also looked as tough as a brick wall. It looked as though I might break my hand if I tried to punch his stomach. Amidst the tattoos, there were purple bruises up and down his ribcage.
“Why do you have so many tattoos?” I asked.
He cocked his head like it was a stupid question. I guess it was a stupid question. He must have the tattoos because he liked them.
“I dunno.” He shrugged.
“Do you have a favorite?”
“I like them all,” he smiled. “But this one is good.”
He ran his fingers across his meaty pecs, drawing a trail across a string of numbers inked into his tanned flesh. The numbers didn’t seem to have any meaning. They were etched into his skin alongside tribal swirls, patterns, and symbols.
“Why?”
“Perhaps that’s a story for another time.”
With that, Blake’s firm lips were pressed back against mine. He kissed with added force as if he was trying to shake something from his mind. His hands roamed up my body. I reciprocated, feeling my clit throb even more as I clutched his pecs and massaged his shoulders. I ran my hands along his neck and down his back. I couldn’t believe the size of him. He dwarfed me.
“Take yours off.” He growled.
He didn’t allow me any time to follow his order. He grabbed my sweaty gym t-shirt and pulled it up over my head, discarding it on the floor alongside his. Then he reached around and unhooked my bra with one swift motion. My breasts were free and uncovered but not for long. His mouth moved down and wrapped around one of my breasts. He cupped my breast hard and ran his warm tongue all over my nipple. I looked down and appreciated the show, watching his deft tongue coat my nipple with saliva.
Blake looked up into my eyes as he consumed my breasts. He pushed them both together and ran his tongue across both nipples. He squeezed them hard and forced them even closer together. He was able to take both nipples into his mouth at the same time. He kept eye contact as he sucked my nipples into greater stiffness. I felt my cheeks color a deep red and my stomach felt warm with excitement. Blake dragged his wet tongue up my chest, up my neck, and reached my ear with heavy breath.
“You are beautiful,” he whispered. “I wanted you from the moment I saw you.”
“Really?” I gasped.
He moved away from my ear, looked me in the eyes, and nodded. He looked like an incredibly sexy, muscular puppy dog. With one quick motion, he pulled my pants and panties down at the same time. I felt self-conscious being naked in front of such a hot man so my first instinct was to cover my vagina. Blake ignored this and stood up, pulling his jeans and underwear to the floor, and joining me in my nakedness.
When I saw his cock, I was consumed with the desire to take it and just assault it with my mouth. I wanted to take him deep into my mouth and gag on it. It was so long and thick and so deliciously tanned. His hair was dark and trimmed neatly. I couldn’t believe how long his swinging cock was. It was filling up with blood as Blake got more and more aroused but it’s size was impressive long before it became stiff. I took a deep breath and rolled off the sofa before Blake could move. I kneeled in front of the hunk of muscle and took his pulsing manhood in my hand.
I gripped his cock hard and it swelled with appreciation. I had no idea how that thing was ever going to fit inside me. Looking up into his gorgeous eyes, I wrapped my mouth around the stiff head of his cock. It barely fit in my mouth. I ran my hands all over his granite hard thighs and firm abs as I tasted him. He ran his hands through my hair, stroking my head surprisingly gently.
“Fuck,” he growled. “That feels good.”
I pumped his shaft and attempted to take as much of him into my mouth as possible. His length and girth was much too big to accomplish a good job. I gagged almost immediately and had to pull his cock out of my mouth, dragging a long line of saliva and come that landed on my breasts.
“I wanna taste you.” He said.
He kneeled down and pushed me onto my back so that I was lying on the floor. He went between my legs, pushing my thighs violently apart and holding my ankles into
the floor. It’s a good job I’m flexible, I thought. I shivered and jolted as I felt his tongue hit my clit. He pushed two fingers firmly inside me. Although I was wet, his fingers were much too big for me and my pussy put up some resistance. When they were finally in, my pussy clenched around his fingers as he lapped wildly at my clit. He slammed his fingers into my g-spot, lifting my buttocks off of the ground.
“Oh, fuck!” I screamed.
I clawed his carpet and bunched it up into my fists. My toes curled and clicked as he licked my clit into a raw numb nub. Within seconds the dam had exploded. I tried to apologize and warn him to stop but ecstasy washed over me and I was lost in pleasure. I gushed all over his hand and face, quivering like a nervous mess on his floor. He came up to my lips and kissed me. I could taste my salty juices all over him.
“You are fucking sexy.” He said.
He went between my legs and slapped his throbbing cock against my clit. I jerked. My clit was way too sensitive. Blake held my thighs apart and then gripped hold of my hips. He was holding me in place, controlling me as he wished. He lifted a hand up to my breasts and groped each one in a hard manly circle, tweaking my nipples before moving down and rubbing firm circles over my clit.
“Ready?” He asked.
I nodded frantically. I was craving his cock. I needed Blake deep inside me.
“It’s been a long time,” he warned. “I’m gonna fuck you really hard.”
I gulped and nodded. There was a pause. Blake just stared into my eyes. I stared back. I mentally braced myself. I was about to find out how his monster of a manhood would fit inside me. With a groan of intense pleasure, Blake pushed inside me.
His cock filled me up in an instant. He went in slow but firmly and slid all the way in. The tip of his cock crashed against the top of my pussy. It hurt. It was a strange kind of pain. The kind of pain that was also coupled with ungodly pleasure. Blake paused when he had filled me up and stretched me out completely. He looked at me, silently asking if I was okay. He knew his cock was huge. I nodded frantically, gasping for air. I couldn’t find any words to describe how good it felt. Even if I could find the words, I didn’t have the air in my lungs to speak them. It took a lot of energy taking a monster cock like his. Just having Blake still inside me threatened to push me over the brink into orgasm.
Blake pulled his cock almost all the way out of me, leaving his swollen tip inside. Then, holding me tight, pushing me into the ground so that I couldn’t squirm away, he slammed into me. I let out a scream. He pulled his cock out and slammed again. His pelvis collided against my clit, making a wet slapping sound that drove me crazy with lust. I wrapped my hands around his sculpted buttocks, imploring him to keep crashing into me, fucking me harder and harder.
He lifted my legs up over his shoulders, sending me into new realms of pleasure. With every stroke of his magnificent cock, my legs trembled and danced. My whole body convulsed. My nipples were so hard and stiff that I was sure they would break off. Blake ran his hands over them, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. He licked his hand and ran firm pressurized circles over my clit, biceps bulging, as he pounded my pussy into submission. My cunt clenched around his shaft and began to spasm. My eyes filled with tears and I gasped, coming around his cock.
“Your pussy feels fucking amazing.” He purred.
“Your cock…” I gasped. “Feels… Amazing.”
“Turn around.” He commanded.
Once again, Blake didn’t give me a chance to follow his order on my own accord. He turned me around and lifted my buttocks up into the air, slapping them hard. I felt his tongue hit my pussy as he coated it in a fresh batch of saliva. He ran his thumb over my tight asshole, pleasing himself, then bunched up my hair in his fist. He pulled my face alongside his and ran his tongue across the nape of my neck. Shivers crawled all over my body. And then he slid inside me.
Holding me in place, he pounded my pussy hard from behind. He gripped my breasts and fondled my nipples. Then he reached down and pinched my pussy lips together, increasing the pleasure. He tugged my pussy, commanding me to come, and slapped my buttocks, pushing deep inside me. I let out another scream and clenched my teeth together. I gasped and submitted myself to the shivers and shakes that took over my body. Blake’s cock was doing magical things to me. I had never came that hard before. I gushed all over him again.
“Come inside me,” I found myself saying. “It’s safe.”
Blake turned me around and pushed me back into the floor. His tongue pushed deep into my mouth and he breathed heavily as his cock swelled. I found myself coming once again. Then he unleashed a thick warm stream of come deep inside me. He let out an animalistic growl and collapsed on top of me.
“Wow,” I gasped. “That certainly was a good lesson.”
Chapter Eleven
Blake
I didn’t want to roll off of Emily just yet. I put my arms around her and drew her in close to me. Her naked body was perfect. The way that she smiled and the way that her eyes glistened as she looked up at me was perfect. I just wanted to protect her. I felt bad that I had to get her to help me. I wanted the moment to last forever. I didn’t want to just get dressed and resume being two individuals like it had never happened. Emily broke the silence with the one question I didn’t want to hear.
“So, why do you need my help?” She asked.
I sighed. It would be an impressive feat if I was able to decide where to begin. I broke my gaze away from her eyes and looked up at the ceiling. Perhaps this is best discussed while dressed, I thought.
“My name is not Blake.”
That’s as good a place as any to start. I was used to taking my time whenever I needed to say anything. The army had drilled that into me. But now, lying naked next to the beautiful soul that is Emily, I decided that I just needed to talk. It would all come out and she could make sense of it herself.
“My name is Matthew Harvey,” I said. “I’m an ex-soldier. I deserted my group and fled from Afghanistan almost a year ago.”
Emily pulled away from me and sat up. She grabbed her clothes and held them up to her body, sheltering herself. I did the same, grabbing my boxers and holding them over my cock. I joined her and sat up. Emily wasn’t looking at me. Her eyes were darting all over the place.
“When I got beat up the other day, the police stepped in. That’s good because I didn’t die. It’s bad because they identified who I was and have been guarding me in the hospital. I escaped last night with the intention of leaving again. But then I remembered your offer and decided to stay and fight. I intend on giving myself up but I need a lawyer first. And a damn good one too.”
Emily nodded. She still wasn’t looking at me. I knew I would scare her away. I took a deep breath and accepted the silence. Suddenly, Emily looked up and scrutinized my face, staring deeply. A light bulb went off in her head.
“You’re in the papers,” she said. “I read about you.”
“That’s right.”
“Although I didn’t know it was you then. I thought it looked like you but there was a different name so I told myself it couldn’t be you.”
“Well that’s me.”
“They’re saying you’re a hero,” she said. “Did you really save a group of children from a terrorist attack?”
I nodded, thinking about all the unsung heroes. So many men gave their limbs or their lives for the same reasons as me and yet they received no parade. They received no recognition. I didn’t want the coverage. I wasn’t anything special.
“Why did you run away?” She asked.
“If you saw the things I saw,” I said. “You wouldn’t have to ask.”
There was a pause. My face must have broadcasted my thoughts because Emily reached out and held my hand. She nodded.
“They’re gonna try you for desertion,” she said. “Right?”
“Right.”
“Well, I’m gonna get you off.”
“You think you can do it?”
“Yes,�
�� her eyes were resolute, flashing with determination. “We’re gonna win this.”
My heart sped up. I brought Emily in for a hug, feeling emboldened. I like this girl, I thought. I really like this girl.
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Summary
12,000 words of sexy doctor goodness. Quick steamy romance. Female point of view. No cliffhanger. Standalone with a happy ending. Part of the ‘I Want You So Bad Series’.Warning: 18+ Adults only!
“We need to be very thorough. I’m warning you, some parts of the exam are quite intimate.”
Curvy nurse Emily doesn’t get out much. She’s too unhappy with her body. Emily spends her time pursuing a medical career but it’s not the dream she imagined. To alleviate the frustration, she starts to fantasize about the hunky head doctor at her hospital.