Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
He groaned, and the vibration went through me.
“Oh GOD!” I screamed, never wanting this to end.
He could control me with this power, and right now, all I knew was, I wanted more. A frenzy began to build in me, and I became frantic.
Blaise lifted his head, and I whimpered, ready to force his magical mouth back down. The look in his eyes was as wild as I felt. He tossed me farther back on the bed, then climbed on top of me, pushing my legs open just before he slid inside of me, bringing both pleasure and pain. I grabbed his biceps and cried out.
“Holy fuck,” he said on a groan as he started to pull out, just before slamming into me again.
“Oh, please!” I begged, not sure if I was asking him to stop or keep going.
The pain from his size was more intense this morning, but my body was climbing toward its peak with each rock of his hips.
“Jesus, baby,” he panted. “Too damn good.” He shook his head. “Shouldn’t have done this. I can’t stop now.” His breathing was heavy as he growled and began pumping into me harder.
It was there. I was there. The spiraling was coming to a head, and ecstasy rushed through me as I screamed and called out his name.
“Mine!” he roared as he jerked once, then pulled free of me.
I felt a warmth hit my inner thigh, then my stomach. I’d never seen a guy’s cum, except in the end of a condom. But I knew what it was.
My high was slowly easing, and I opened my eyes to see him picking up his T-shirt. He began wiping me up, and I lay there and watched him. His eyes would linger on an area for a moment before he cleaned me. This felt different. I wasn’t worried about what would happen next. I didn’t regret this. How could I when I was already wondering when we would do it again?
When he lifted his eyes to meet mine, we didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to think about what we would do next. I couldn’t move in with him, and I knew that. This was new, and we didn’t know how long it would last. I had security at the Houstons’. I needed that until I could get my own place.
Before I left today though, I needed to know exactly what we were now. Would he continue to date other people? Were we exclusive? It all seemed like things I should know, but this relationship was nothing remotely close to normal. Blaise wasn’t normal. His life … wasn’t normal.
Twenty-Three
The talk never came that day. After we showered together, Blaise brought me my sundress and then told me he had to go to Moses Mile to see Empire with a new jockey he’d hired. After that, he had to go do some other “horse business,” and he’d leave me at Moses Mile, but he would pick me up at seven.
When we pulled up to Moses Mile, he kissed me, then told me to bring a bag with some clothes tonight. I started to argue that I couldn’t sleep over there again, but he walked off toward the stables. I could follow him and push the talking-about-our-relationship thing, but I didn’t. Truth was, I wanted to be with him tonight. Watching him walk away from me made my chest ache a little, and that wasn’t a great sign.
Blaise Hughes was addictive.
I walked around to the side door that led into the kitchen. I wanted a bottle of water before I went up to my room. Also, I wanted to avoid Melanie if she was still here. She knew I had stayed with Blaise, and facing her wasn’t something I was looking forward to. It was an awkwardness I knew I’d have to deal with eventually, but I was going to put it off.
Opening the door slowly, I listened for voices and didn’t hear anything. Relieved, I stepped inside and quietly shut the door behind me. As I headed over to the fridge to get a water, I heard Saxon’s voice. He sounded angry, but the only word I made out was my name. I tiptoed over to the hallway and heard Melanie, but she was talking softer. They sounded like they were in the library. I eased closer until I heard Melanie clearly.
“Yes, that’s what we will do.” Her voice was calm.
“She’s nineteen. She has no idea who he is or what this is. Can’t you protect her?” Saxon was upset. Not just angry.
I bit my lip as I waited.
“I don’t know what you expect us to do. It’s not like we are talking about some random guy. It’s Blaise,” Melanie said. “I had hoped Trev would be the one who won her over, but with her being as charming and beautiful as her mother was, I should have been more prepared for this.”