Burned by Passion(16)
Kira heard Blake mutter a harsh expletive before slowly beginning to move. Thrust after angled thrust he inched closer to breaching her fortress completely. Every few moments he paused to let Kira catch her breath and for her vagina to get accustomed to his girth and hardness. The pressure was almost unbearable but then came that tell-tale ‘pop’ and then Blake was embedded deep, right where they both needed him to be.
Shallow at first, with a smooth, steady rhythm, Blake took her, allowing a few inches of his cock to slide in and out of her until her body lost most of its tension. Kira’s fingernails raked all over his bare back as the pressure mounted deep inside her until she was writhing and moaning, impatient for more.
Her walls fluttered around him as Blake instinctively increased his pace, insinuating himself farther inside her as his cock massaged every inch of her walls. Anchored there he at once angled his aim and bam! Kira felt the sudden change in the game as Blake rocked beneath the front wall of her *, jockeying her G-spot.
Unable to stay passive, Kira responded with wriggling movements of her pelvis which complemented his wickedly delicious thrusts. Damn. He bottomed inside her for a moment and then rocked backwards, drawing a screech of pleasure from her throat. Abandoning herself to her lover’s mastery, Kira drew up her legs and spread all the more to offer her swollen vulva for his total ownage.
Many things in life were worth the wait and Kira was glad her initiation to the pleasures of sex had come at this point in time. She couldn’t imagine any other man having the patience, skill and passion to take her the way Blake did. She felt shattered to pieces by each thrust and each bit of pleasure echoed like a sonic boom in her brain. Even before she knew what was happening, she felt a strange surge of energy swirling in the depths of her abdomen. Her groans grew louder and she became wetter and wetter, squirming around Blake’s cock.
“You’re close,” he rasped, cupping both sides of her head and holding it in place as he stared into her eyes in the dim light. “Don’t fight it, Kira. Take it – take it all.”
It was a command she could fully understand; because everything Blake gave she had no choice but to take, and keep taking. He rocked in deeper and harder and just knowing he was watching her every expression made it all even more intense. She gasped, head spinning from the coil tightening within her apex. Whatever it was that had been gunning for her finally caught up and slammed her in the back, lifting her right off the couch as she arched into Blake, her * dissolving in a mass of spasms.
“Oh my G-G-God!” she screeched and then clamped a hand over her mouth, unable to keep herself from jerking as Blake continued to slam inside her, his throat filled with growls. Next thing she knew his thrusts grew choppy, erratic and then he groaned, pushing in to the balls and burying his face in her throat while his body shuddered in his release.
They didn’t move for a long while and Kira just lay there beneath him, shocked to the core as his breath fanned the inside of her neck. After what felt like the longest ten seconds she’d ever experienced, Kira felt Blake gently pull his cock out of her. Her chest was heaving and she barely managed to sit up as she tried to get her bearings after that tumultuous f*ck. Her body brushed against Blake’s as he hovered over her and she shivered, her body still sensitive to everything about him.
She glanced up to find Blake staring down at her with a look on his face that set her blood pumping back into overdrive.
“Damn, Kira you’re f*cking unbelievable,” he said huskily, eyes narrowing to dark slits of rekindled arousal while his hand encircled her ankle. “Barely three minutes after and you’ve got me all ready to go again.”
Chapter Six
For Kira his gravelly words acted like a bucket of water in the face. The enormity of what actually happened hit her. Trembling from shock, she pushed herself free and stumbled shakily to her feet before he could react.
“What the hell did I just let happen?” she whispered, clutching at her tousled hair.
Behind her a surprised Blake hunted for his shorts and trousers even as he cursed about where the light switch could be. “Look Kira, what happened was perfectly natural...”
“For you maybe,” Kira cut in with a scornful, humorless laugh.
She was shaking with shame and anger as she bent, groping around the ground for shoes that had fallen off her feet, slipping them on unsteadily before facing Blake in the semi-dark room. “You might be used to first-night quickies but I’m not!” she added brokenly. “I’ve never acted so reckless in my life! Oh my god! What have I done?” Kira felt like her whole world as she knew it had come crashing down. How much wine had she had at dinner? Because she must have been piss drunk to have let this ever happen. And in her boss’s home! With his son! Could it get anymore f*cked up?
“Don’t you think I realize that?” Blake said with a gentle, teasing voice which only incensed Kira further.
“Don’t you dare laugh at me,” Kira snarled, poking a finger in his direction. “There’s nothing funny about this being the first time I...I...”
“That you’ve been with a guy?” Blake put in gently when Kira faltered. “At least I know for sure now that you were never my father’s mistress or anything. Kira, I’m...”
“No please, don’t f*cking apologize and make it worse,” she said, turning away as the scenes from the last hour flashed across her vision. What the hell had come over her? Hormones had a lot to answer for if they could push her into such mindless behavior.