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Kira could then only watch in fascination as his thick lashes lowered to conceal his deep grey eyes while he brought his head close and pressed lips, firm yet gentle, to her navel. The warm, moist kiss sent a sharp pang of desire straight through her.

  She had to clutch her fingers to his broad shoulders for support as her knees suddenly felt too wobbly to support her. “Blake, what are you doing?” she squeaked. Of course she knew what he was doing; raining kisses all over her pregnant belly now, each one more scorching than the last, his grip on her waist keeping her from drawing back even if she wanted to.

  “What I’ve been dying to do ever since I knew you were going to have my baby. Our baby,” he told her between kisses.

  Kira flinched, the pleasure almost painful as his breath fanned the sensitive skin of her pregnant mound. It was the most erotic sensation ever, especially when Blake rested his cheek gently against her tummy. “Blake…,” she began shakily.

  “I know; you want me to stop. You want to push me away again. When will you learn to trust me, Kira?” He looked up then, his sad gaze holding her fast.

  “Why is it so hard to believe I love you?” he asked gruffly, rising to his feet. “What is it about us that’s all wrong in your head? I know my touch pleases you. I feel your every shiver. And I can never forget how you felt with your tight, sweet pussy wrapped around my cock. Maybe it’s time I truly remind you of the magic we created that night. I think you’re more than ready to face the demons of our burning passion, dear wife.”

  He cupped her face, and Kira had no doubt he could feel the quiver in every one of her muscles at the blistering heat of his gaze. “I’m going to make love to you, my sweet wife. Tonight. And you’re not going to try to stop me,” he articulated, each word a promise – a dangerous reassurance. Kira felt a whole new kind of wetness begin to fizzle within her trembling thighs.

  She was still trembling when he backed away, hands dropping from her as he casually stripped right there, revealing every incredibly tight and toned sinewy muscle to the immobilized Kira whose mouth felt ready to unhinge. She stared at Blake in bare skin; no trace of fat but every inch of him ripped and smooth and sculpted. Her eyes feathered down and she couldn’t hold back a gasp. How could she have forgotten how magnificently formed his cock was? He seemed carved from marble from head to toe and it was all she could do not to dissolve in a puddle just looking at him.

  This man…this gorgeous male specimen…loved her, desired her, and was going to take her. Kira blinked a few times and watched his lips curve in a smirk at her expression, right before he turned and walked off to the bathroom, leaving Kira with an indelible view of his broad upper back and shoulders which were super defined; his trim sides tapering into his lean hips and perfect ass.

  Breathe, Kira, she reminded herself dazedly.

  The door shut after him and Kira heard the shower running. She was aware her face was steaming up and her body was tightened up like a screw. Blake had virtually stolen her breath and she’d loved every inch of him. Had been magnetized by his masculine confidence and how he knew he looked good – good enough to eat.

  Kira made it to the bed on shaky legs and crawled underneath the covers. She’d always believed that when the time came, making love with Blake would be an ordeal. She’d been so sure he could never again bring her to feel that first mindless desire that had her surrendering to him for hot sex on the library couch. She’d believed that sexy, passionate Kira would never resurface again.

  But now he’d laid it on the line and suddenly her hormones were blasting through the roof. And Blake had barely even touched her yet.

  Her mind flew over the things that had happened in the past many months and how much she’d changed – and yet she still clung to many of the things that held her back from her true emotional potential.

  Why was she so scared of being hurt, of not being worth it? Blake had shown her time and again that he wanted to make things work. Getting pregnant certainly hadn’t been on the top of her priorities at her age and Kira could choose to blame Blake all she wanted for the situation she was in, but as time wore on she wondered if it wasn’t time to forget the blame. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t been a willing partner. No; Kira realized that the problems were mostly all on her side, if not all on her side.

  Blake had been right to ask her why it was so hard to believe she was truly loved. Even with Terrence, she’d never ever given him a piece of her heart. She’d never let him through her smokescreen. She’d been a confident, grown woman who didn’t really believe in love though in her heart, she’d longed for the taste and feel of it. And here was Blake, offering her the world – his world, his heart, on a platter. What he said was all true and now it was time for Kira to face her fears…

  Chapter Sixteen

  She must’ve fallen asleep and had a really weird dream.

  She was in the hospital and there she was lying on the bed when not one, but two little babies were placed in her arms. The cutest little boy and girl she’d ever seen. She loved them so much already. And as she kissed their downy heads tenderly, she sighed thinking, Blake would be so proud.

  Kira almost cried out when she woke from her happy dream but then all thought of the dream faded into the distance at the feel of Blake’s soft lips on the back of her neck.

  It couldn’t have been more than a few minutes since her eyes had drifted closed. Kira found herself lying on her side, her back to Blake whose kisses now made a moist foray across her bare back. His body was spooned up against hers and she suddenly realized his hand had strayed to cup her breast. He lightly rubbed circles around her nipples and instinctively, her hips wanted to buck and grind into the nudging hardness of his cock nestled against her ass. She couldn’t repress a shudder and a soft, lengthy moan. Damn, that felt delicious…

  “At last, Sleeping Beauty awakes,” Blake murmured into her ear, chuckling softly. Kira stiffened almost immediately, blushing to the roots. “Oh no you don’t; you’re not shutting me out, not now,” commanded Blake, turning her gently on her back. Kira was compelled to meet his eyes in the now softly lit bedroom. His freshly washed body smelled wonderfully sexy and felt warm and vibrant beside hers. The look on his face spelled an intent that sent the coil of need tightening within her belly.

  “This isn’t going to be like the last time, Kira. I promise; it’s not going to be a mere slaking of lust between strangers in a passionate rush. Instead it’ll be all about a man and his wife sharing the best gift their bodies can experience together. You’ll be left with no doubt how it feels to be taken by a man who adores every inch of your beautiful, irresistible body and wants you to remember, to treasure every memory we make tonight.”

  Kira had absolutely no words to respond to that. For the first time there were completely no barriers between them; skin to skin, breaths mingling as his lips hovered over hers. She felt his gaze and it seared more than ever before.

  She asked herself a million times over, why him? Why did every little thing about him turn on every switch inside her until she seemed no longer in control of any part of her body or soul?

  Maybe there was no answer. Maybe she would never know.

  Not that it even mattered.

  As always with Blake, details became faded in the background. Everything between them, however, became magnified; the sound of their hearts, beating loudly in sync. One touch; suddenly as fiery as a branding iron. Kira knew then that nothing she could possibly say or do could stop this colossal tide.

  Blake nuzzled the hollow behind her ear and a violent tremble shook through her. His cock was very stiff against her soft lower flesh; the thickness of him powerful.

  He bit down on her earlobe and Kira’s lips parted in a soft cry. Her body was pressed up against his in a reflexive arch, her hands gripping his lean hips in the way she remembered made him groan. He let out a growl of approval and dropped a hand to caress her breasts, squeezing their plump globes. Shards of pleasure plastered all over her like goose bumps and her hea
d flung back as his stroking fingers grew bolder, pinching on her sensitive nipples until she moaned his name. In turn, he murmured hot words to her, right into her ear, telling her how beautiful she was and how he’d craved just one more taste of her until it almost drove him mad.

  “All these months,” he whispered. “You made me need you so bad I thought I’d go insane.”

  Kira knew exactly what he meant because she’d suffered the same agony. The deprivation had cost her plenty. She couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep. He’d been like a drug in her system that had her craving her next big hit.

  He taught her body all over again to want, to need. Kira knew this was how it should’ve been, that first time. This baring heat. This fervency. This…oneness. Built up slow over time and made to last forever.

  One large hand splayed across her waist, pinning her down to the bed. Kira let out a gasp, eyes flying open as Blake suddenly turned rougher, more dominant. He seized her lips, and plunged deep with his tongue, making her dizzy. He broke the kiss and left her panting, inching his lips over her arched neck to her pleasure spot right beneath her jaw. She quivered right to the tips of her toes.

  His hand on her belly shifted up to her breasts, kneading them with unmistakable entitlement. He touched her like he owned her and she liked it. She liked it very much. She liked that when she arched against him and rubbed herself into his cock, his breath caught in a hiss. He burned for her as hotly as ever before, maybe even more than the first time. Definitely more. His desire was palpable, sending electric charges from his body to hers in a magnetizing transmission of pure lust. Kira’s fingers grappled for fistfuls of the sheets and held on tight, her spine bent back almost in half as Blake’s attention focused on her breasts. This time it was his mouth, tonguing her nipples until they beaded and tingled.

  He groaned deeply, nuzzling his face in them and feasting on every inch of flesh like a man famished. Distracted almost out of her mind, Kira was only semi-conscious of his free hand dipping to the crest of her spread thighs. But once he stroked her there; once his knowing fingers parted her pussy lips and he lightly flicked over the little ruby bud that throbbed and hardened with arousal, Kira felt it to her very last molecule.

  “What do you want, my love?” he murmured, eyes scanning her face which was flushed with passion. “Apart from my cock buried to the hilt inside your wet, sexy pussy?”

  Kira squirmed, breath escaping in short little gasps. Heavens; it felt so good. He used just the right pressure, in the right direction, to have her vulva vibrating like it was plugged in. She was speechless, maybe even mindless.

  But he was waiting. And she couldn’t meet his eyes. “Well…you know,” she began, her voice trembling.

  Blake’s hand tilted her chin up. “Look at me, sweetheart. Tell me exactly what you want. I want to please you in every way. Don’t be shy. You need to trust me.”

  Kira gulped. She felt torn between shyness and the cravings of her brazen body. Even now each muscle, inside and out was tense with excitement of the most carnal kind.

  “I want your mouth on me,” she mumbled, cheeks hot. She tried to hide her face in the crook of his neck but he wasn’t having it.

  His eyes seemed to smolder with desire. “Where?”

  The rasp in his voice was like gravel being crushed into dust. Kira whimpered, eyes shifting as her lower body seemed to turn to jelly. “Down…down there.”

  “Down where?”

  Oh, he was cruel, Kira thought with an inner cry. She saw his sly smile and wanted to kick him, herself, anything. She’d never done anything like this before and she felt so nasty. So hot.

  “You know I’ll do whatever you like,” he murmured, trailing his index finger sensually down on side of her warm face. “I want to make you cum over and over again just to watch the way pleasure plays over your beautiful features as you lose control. But I need to hear that you want this too.”

  Kira sighed raggedly, knowing what he meant. Saw it on his face that this time, he wanted that little confirmation from her lips. She hesitated one more moment and he smiled, slipping his finger past her folds and into her slit. She gasped, feeling him probe deep and jam up against her g-spot. He pushed in the second finger, and the two now plunged in and out of her in a telling back and forth stroke. She shuddered endlessly.

  “Kira?”

  “Please.” Her voice was a sob. “I want to feel your mouth on my pussy.”

  ***

  It was as if something primal and untamed ripped through Blake at Kira’s words. He groaned deep in his chest, and without hesitation moved his body down the bed so he could get between her legs. Her smooth, lush pussy opened up for him even as the inner walls rippled around his embedded fingers. He withdrew them and promptly replaced them with his tongue.

  She tasted even better than he’d dreamed. Blake ran his tongue up one side of her vagina lips and down the other. She bucked hard into his face and he hitched his hands onto her full thighs, pinning her down. She whimpered, and her hips undulated instead. The sexy motion made his cock want to explode then and there.

  His mouth sealed over her slit; he looked up at her face and saw her staring at him with lips parted and eyes glazed. The bliss turned her face almost beatific as he used first the flat of his tongue, and then just the tip, to tease her both inside and out. He couldn’t get enough of her scent, her taste. It swamped his senses and almost shut him down with the way her sweet juices kept spilling on his tongue.

  Blake gave her everything she wanted – drove her, and him, to the edge of reason when he suddenly touched her clit with his tongue. Her scream of pleasure was like music in his ears. Her fingers gripped his hair, and he loved the way she pulled hard with every surge of her arousal. He loved that she grew more vocal, moaning his name and crying out with rising ecstasy. She drove him close to madness when she spread even wider for him, giving him access to all her secrets…

  ***

  Had it already been four months? Kira felt like it was just yesterday. The way she’d responded…the things she’d said…Kira still blushed to her roots when she thought of it. And then the power of her first orgasm of the night had almost torpedoed her across the room. If it hadn’t been for Blake’s arms holding her down she’d have gravitated off the bed.

  Blake had been right; there was the real Kira and he had brought her to life. He’d made her a woman unafraid of being a hostage to her passions and giving in to every facet of her most secret, most wanton needs.

  Emboldened by her newfound sensuality, Kira hadn’t been able to wait to give Blake a taste of his own medicine. He’d chuckled deep in his throat when she’d pushed him on his back. He’d lain there in all his golden glory as she’d kissed all over his face, lingering on his deliciously firm lips, sucking hard on his tongue and giving him an inkling of her intent.

  He’d groaned as she snaked down to kiss his tiny nipples. She’d felt his fingers comb through her loose curls as she’d lapped at one and then the other, giving the little nubs more than a bit of nibble. One small bite of him had her hungry for more.

  She’d kept her eyes pinned to his as she licked a long, wet trail down his concave abs down to his rearing beast of a cock. He’d grimaced in pleasure as she’d wrapped both hands around him, stroking and pumping.

  “Fuck,” he’d rasped, head thrown back as he’d shuddered slightly. Loving that she had that power to make him shake, Kira couldn’t wait to see how far she could push him to the edge. Never taking her eyes off his face, she bent to lick his cock, all around and underneath; tiny kitten-like laps that steadily turned him all shiny and wet with her saliva. He beaded with pre-cum at the tip and she hungrily licked that too, moaning to have this incredible taste of him on her tongue. He watched her lick her lips sensuously and his cock sprang even longer and thicker within her fists. She’d smiled with deep feminine triumph.

  “More, Blake?” she’d teased, her eyes dancing. She felt like such a temptress then.

  His eyes were
now black slits of arousal, each muscle on his smooth, tanned body standing out in high definition. She got wetter and wetter by the moment, knowing his lust grew just as phenomenally.

  “Yes. Damn it, Kira. Yes. Don’t stop,” he’d said hoarsely, and it was all the encouragement she needed.

  Every caged desire was unleashed that night. Kira discovered the ultimate power it gave her to pleasure Blake with her mouth; to circle the mushroom head of his cock with her mouth as she stroked his tight balls with her free hand. To stretch her lips around his girth and suck hard on his pulsating staff. It was the most intimate of acts and Kira reveled in the joy it gave her to bring him to the brink again and again.

  She quickly learned how to give him the utmost enjoyment not just with her lips and tongue, but with her throat. Opening up and letting him thrust and thrust until she went almost lightheaded from the exhilarating sensation of his thick cock hitting the back of her throat.

  When she’d least expected it, he’d let out a long, deep growl and pulled out of her now aching lips. “Enough, my love. Or I’ll be filling that pretty little mouth with my cum.”

  Kira had laughed, thinking how good it had felt when he’d lapped up every drop of her juices that had flowed from her pussy when she’d climaxed earlier. She wanted nothing more than the taste of his sperm filling her mouth. He promised her that they’d save that for a later date; right now he wanted his cock taking its rightful place inside her.

  Kira gasped with shocked desire as he’d deftly tugged her up over him so that she straddled his hips. Face to face, her on top. Blake, his hands strong on her hips, holding her, guiding her as she glided over him with his cock so far up her sheathe it seemed to jar her kidneys.

  Lips parted to let more air into her oxygen starved brain, Kira balanced her hands on his delicious torso and stared down at Blake. She almost couldn’t believe this was really, truly real. Blake, hers. All hers; his gorgeous body and perfect cock accessible to fulfill her every passionate desire.