Chapter 84 Worth the Wait

Chapter 84 Worth the Wait

Blake

The kiss stayed soft for maybe three seconds.

Then Shannon leaned into me harder, her body pressing closer, and every ounce of self-control I’d been clinging to for months simply evaporated.

My hands found her hips and squeezed. She made this little sound against my mouth — half sigh, half moan — and shifted forward until she was fully in my lap, knees on either side of my thighs. The heat of her through her shorts was enough to short-circuit what was left of my brain.

I broke the kiss just enough to rest my forehead against hers, breathing hard.

“Okay… so we are officially dating then,” I managed, voice rough. “That’s awesome. I couldn’t be happier. I promise you won’t regret it. But we are going to need to stop making out because I don’t want to move too fast and make you think this is purely physical for me… and I also don’t want to end up with the worst case of blue balls in human history.”

She laughed softly, the sound vibrating against my chest.

Then she kissed me again.

Deeper this time.

“Shannon…”

Another kiss.

“I want it, Blake.” Her voice was low, breathy. “I want you.”

I pulled back just far enough to search her eyes.

“Are you sure?”

She gave me that look — the one that said I was being ridiculous.

“Don’t make me beg.”

That was all it took.

I flipped us in one smooth motion, laying her on her back on the bed. 

She laughed as I hovered over her, then reached for the hem of her shirt. I helped her pull it off, tossing it somewhere behind me. Her bra followed a second later. I unhooked it with practiced fingers and slid it down her arms, revealing her perfect breasts.

“Fuck me,” I breathed.

She laughed again, the sound warm and a little breathless.

“Yeah… that’s the idea.”

I grinned.

“Except I’m not going to fuck you tonight.” I leaned down and kissed her slowly. “I’ve waited far too long to not enjoy every single inch of you.”

I kissed down her neck, taking my time, sucking lightly at her pulse point before moving lower. I cupped one breast, palming it gently while my mouth closed over the other nipple, sucking and flicking with my tongue. 

Shannon arched into me with a soft moan, her fingers threading through my hair.

I spent long minutes worshipping her breasts — kissing, licking, sucking, squeezing — until she was squirming beneath me. 

Then I continued lower, trailing open-mouthed kisses down her stomach until I reached the waistband of her shorts.

I looked up at her, silently asking permission. She nodded, eyes dark with want.

I pulled her shorts and panties down together and tossed them aside. The sight of her — glistening, pretty pink pussy with that little landing strip — made my mouth water.

“Fuck, baby… this is a pretty pussy.” I dragged one finger through her slick folds, spreading her wetness. “I love that you didn’t shave completely bald. This little landing strip is so fucking hot.”

She shivered.

I leaned in and licked a slow, broad stripe up her center, tasting her properly for the first time. She gasped. I did it again, then focused on her clit, flicking my tongue while I slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right.

“Oh fuck, Blake—”

I groaned against her, the vibration making her hips buck. I fucked her with my fingers and sucked on her clit until her thighs started trembling around my head.

“Come for me, baby,” I murmured. “Let me feel it.”

She came hard, crying out, her fingers tightening in my hair as she pulsed around my fingers. I kept licking and stroking her through it until she pushed me away, oversensitive and breathing hard.

“Holy shit… that was good.”

I grinned, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Well… we aren’t done yet.”

I reached for my wallet, pulled out a condom, and tore it open.

She raised an eyebrow.

“You just always prepared…?”

I laughed.

“You know what? Never mind. Your playboy ways just came in handy for me. I’m not gonna complain.”

I stripped off the rest of my clothes and climbed back over her. She looked down between us and her eyes widened.

“Holy fuck.”

I paused.

“What?”

She bit her lip, a little embarrassed.

“Um… nothing. I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”

I raised an eyebrow, amused.

“What?”

She laughed softly.

“I had no idea you were so… blessed.”

I burst out laughing.

“So… does that mean you’re not ready?”

“No.” She reached down and stroked me once, making me groan. “It just means I’m gonna be sore tomorrow.”

I leaned down and kissed her.

“I already told you I’m taking it easy on you tonight. Plus…” I rubbed the head of my cock through her slick folds. “You’re so wet you’re ready for me.”

I took my time easing in, stretching her slowly, watching her face the entire time. She was tight — incredibly tight — and the way she moaned as I filled her was the hottest sound I’d ever heard.

When I finally bottomed out, we both groaned.

“Fuck, Shannon…”

I made love to her slowly — deep, rolling thrusts that had her clutching my back and moaning my name. I kept the pace steady, kissing her, whispering how perfect she felt, how long I’d wanted this.

When I felt her start to tighten again, I reached between us and rubbed her clit.

“Come with me, baby.”

She shattered first, crying out as her walls clenched around me. The squeeze pulled me over right after her. I buried myself deep and came hard, groaning her name as pleasure slammed through me.

Afterward, I pulled out carefully, disposed of the condom, and grabbed a warm washcloth to clean her up gently. 

Then I climbed back into bed and pulled her into my arms.

She curled against my chest, one leg thrown over mine, and let out a contented sigh.

I kissed the top of her head.

“Best night of my life.”

She smiled against my skin.

“Mine too.”

I held her tighter, smiling into the dark.

Finally.