Forbidden Love with the Marine(43)
She was so different from any of the women he’d ever met. Sure, he’d been with beautiful, sexy and yes, intelligent women before. In the past it had amazed him the kind of females who liked to get it on with an Army man. Not that he ever bragged about what he did, but when it ever came out that he was in the Army’s Special Operations unit, women’s legs spread wide almost in record time. Blade never took advantage of it but then he also never wasted a good opportunity.
But it wasn’t like that with Makayla. She was more than an ‘available’ hot lay. He liked to think she’d fallen for him for his charm, his personality, and the way he made her feel in bed.
Oh shit, Blade thought, suddenly realizing the way his mind was working. Already he was wishing for more than he should; more than Makayla was probably willing to give. True, she’d obviously believed everything he’d told her and had welcomed him back into her bed, but that didn’t give him the right to think she’d fallen for him or ever would.
He’d told her he was ready for romance but that didn’t automatically entail gaining her heart.
And yet, Blade knew he wanted that too; and not just her delectable body.
As he trailed his lips from her breasts and started homing for that invitingly scented V between her legs, Blade decided he’d found his latest mission: getting Makayla to give her heart completely to him, the way she gave her body. He wanted her trust, her friendship, and her love. And he was willing to take whatever risks to accomplish his new-found objective. This was one target he had no intention of missing. Makayla would be well and truly his. And soon.
Chapter Fifteen
Blade was certainly good at keeping his promises, thought the dazed Makayla as she watched his close-cropped head settle between her thighs. His bare shoulders flexed powerfully as they spread her legs even further, exposing her fully to his coming onslaught. He wasted no time in planting his tongue over her sex.
“Oh...Blade,” she moaned, louder than she’d ever moaned in her life.
That artful tongue was doing things she never dreamed a tongue could do. He made her feel every one of her nerve endings as he stimulated each and every one in turn. His wickedly mobile tongue did flicks, rolls and licks all over the seam of her slit and the surrounding tissue. On, and on...and on. She had no doubt that he went through the alphabet and several shapes and figures from the way that tongue skipped all over her *.
Just when she felt ready to combust, his tactics changed slightly as his lips began to pull at her sex. This made the knots in her belly tighten and twist until she could hardly even breathe, made frantic with blissful enjoyment.
He sucked on her folds and teased open her hood to find that tiny pearl of pleasure. He lapped at her clit, giving her a jolt of electricity that made her scream his name until it bounced off the ceiling.
Yes...yes. Yes! Makayla said the word over and over, her fingers clutching everywhere. The sheets, his hair, his shoulders. She squirmed and jerked and spasmed with every brush of that tongue. And when he used two fingers to push her wide open to reveal the pinkness waiting within, Makayla didn’t expect what came next.
Blade, f*cking her with that energetic tongue of his. Jabbing inside her core and teasing the sensitive inner walls. Making her juice up so much she felt it spilling down to her crack. Makayla didn’t know what to do with all this agony, this bliss. She wanted more, and yet she was afraid what it would make her do. She was afraid she’d explode.
Blade buried his face in her cunt and it felt like he was ready to eat her alive. Spotlights of pleasure came on full blast behind her vision, blinding her as she doubled over, flopped, and bucked until she felt like she’d been fired with a taser.
As if there wasn’t enough ecstasy to contend with, Blade suddenly intensified her high by pushing in one finger while he licked around the swelling edges of her *. He raked in and out with that lone finger and she gripped on so tightly to his hair she heard him groan with approval. His thumb swept over her clitoris before pressing down in long, circular motions. His lips stayed glued to every part of her genitals he could reach while his thumb teased her clit and f*cked her * with his index finger.
Now Makayla knew for certain he wanted to drive her insane. She didn’t care. She was ready to go wild for him any given day. When another finger slipped in, making them two, Makayla went through another plane of passion. She could feel her orgasm build up to a magnitude that threatened to crush her beneath its force. One more stroke of his thumb across her clit; one last push of his fingers into her g-spot and Makayla was undone.
Chapter Sixteen
Blade loved making Makayla come. And watching her come. There was a way to how she let go that triggered something off in his brain; a tripwire of manly fulfillment that made him swell with pride and hot, blinding lust.
Her climax hit her so hard she almost sprung off the bed. Quickly, he clamped his hands on her thighs and kept her down while he lapped up her jetting juices. Damn, she tasted good. Blade wanted to commit that taste to memory. She was saying his name as her orgasm rocked her from head to foot and it was like music to his ears. Makayla was everything. She’d brought her openness and her realness with her and blew a hole right through his defenses, more than any of those pushy women he’d met in the past could ever do. Blade could see himself laying his heart on the line for a woman like Makayla. And no matter what happened, he’d never regret that move.