His Curvy Friend, page 13
She looked up at the mural, excitement and joy in her eyes. “I need to pack up the paints and get everything inside. The scaffolding stays up, but all my supplies are going in the office.”
I nodded. “I’ll start on that while you finish eating. Anything special I need to do with the brushes?”
“I’ll clean them. If you want to get them inside, I have a bucket to wash them.”
“Got it. Relax and enjoy your dinner. I’ll do what I can.”
She smiled up at me as I got up and jogged away. I needed a few minutes away from her. To clear my head. I didn’t want to be just friends with Blake, but if that was all she wanted, I’d have no choice but to take it. No matter what, I wanted her in my life, so I was going to let her make the next move. And if she didn’t, I had my answer.
I cleaned up her supplies and told myself I’d spent years keeping my hands to myself and I could do it for another night. I brought her dinner with the intention of seeing her, not screwing her, so keeping my hands to myself should have been easy for a few hours. Forever wasn’t going to be as simple, but once she found someone else, I would back away. I’d done it when she was with Willie. I wanted her to be happy, and if that meant she wasn’t with me, I’d deal with it.
And hate every fucking second of it.
“Dammit,” I swore into the utility sink.
“Whoa,” she said from right behind me. “Don’t kill my brushes. What’s wrong? I have more if something happened.”
I shook my head. “They’re fine.”
“Are you okay?” she asked, parroting the question I asked her so many times. I always hoped she’d open up to me whenever I asked that question, but just like her, I closed up.
“I’m good. Almost finished here.” I forced a smile for her and stepped back when she nudged me out of the way.
I set the cans where she told me they went and stayed out of her way while she finished cleaning the brushes, then walked out with her.
She was quiet as we went through the streets of our town. I could see the wheels spinning in her head, but I let them spin since my own were spiraling out of control.
“Ian!” someone shouted from behind us. A woman.
I turned and just barely caught Beth before she leaped into my arms. I stumbled but grinned at her happy laugh.
“Where are you going?” she asked when she pulled back. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, her large breasts touching my chest even as she positioned away from me.
We’d been in the exact same position when we slept together. It had been over a year ago, but Beth was fun. She was great in bed. But she wasn’t Blake. She didn’t even compare to Blake.
I nodded toward Blake and tried to set Beth down with my hands on her hips. She refused to unwrap her strong legs as I said, “Blake and I are hanging out.”
Beth pouted and stuck out her bottom lip. She was one of those women who used her sexuality to get what she wanted. “You should come hang out with me. I haven’t seen you in forever.”
I tried again to push her off, but she still didn’t budge. “Not tonight, Beth. Maybe another time.”
“It’s fine,” Blake said with a forced smile. “I don’t mind.”
“See?” Beth said. “She doesn’t care. Come hang out with me. We’re drinking shots. Maybe if you’re really good, I’ll let you do one off me.” She looked down to her breasts, cleavage on full display.
Yep, I’d taken more than a couple shot glasses from between her tits. And a few shots from her belly button. And licked her neck once or twice. Beth was fun. But I didn’t want meaningless sex. What I wanted was walking away from me at a fast pace.
“Blake!” I called out.
She just waved and kept walking.
“Don’t worry about her,” Beth said. “I’m single again, and we can hook up.”
I looked at Beth and clenched my jaw. She wasn’t dumb and she wasn’t a bad person. But when I looked at her, I could see the pain in her eyes.
“You should go see Ricky.”
She blanched and pulled away from me.
“I heard he’s a mess without you, and I think you feel the same, Beth. Don’t throw away what you had on a night with me or some other guy who isn’t worthy of you. Fix things with the guy you love.”
She sucked in a breath and finally unwound her legs. Her eyes were glassy as she turned them away from me. “I…”
“Try, Beth. You’ll be happier.”
She looked up at me again and nodded. “Thanks, Ian. And I’m sorry.”
I shrugged. “I can still catch her.”
Beth looked down the street after Blake then back at me. “I think she’ll be good for you. I hope it works out.”
I nodded, hating how see-through I was to everyone but Blake. “Me, too.”
I waited until Beth turned around before I took off after Blake. She’d turned off the street already, which meant she was almost home. Getting through a locked door was harder than walking in with her.
I couldn’t see her when I approached her house, and I almost gave up. But it was Blake. And if I was going to find out if there could be anything between us, I had to keep trying.
I rang her doorbell and waited. I wanted to pound on the door, but she was in charge. I had to remember that.
I rang the bell again, and she finally opened the door. She’d changed into pajama pants and a tank top, one that fit tight over her breasts and highlighted her nipples. Jesus, the woman was going to fucking kill me.
“Where’s Beth?” she asked.
I shook my head. “She didn’t want me. She just wanted to erase Ricky.”
Her eyebrows jumped up for a second. Her lips pursed together. She nodded once. “I see. Well, there are plenty of other options for you.”
“What did I say?”
She forced a smile. “Nothing, Ian. I’m tired. I’m going to bed.”
“Blake, talk to me. What did I say?”
She started to close the door without another word, but I stuck my foot in. It hurt like a son of a bitch when the heavy door hit my foot, but I wasn’t going to move it until she let me in.
“Please, Ian. I’m exhausted. I don’t have time to be one of your women. I don’t have the energy.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
She sighed. “You collect women, Ian. I’d be willing to bet you’ve been with at least one or two women since we slept together. I know who you are, and I’m not going to ask you to change, but I don’t have the energy to fight with you about it tonight. Or to have sex with you knowing the only reason you aren’t with Beth is because she changed her mind.”
I clenched my jaw so tight it cracked. I was fucking pissed off. She had no idea, and the only way to clue her in was to tell her the truth. Fuck me.
“Beth changed her mind because I told her to go see Ricky. Because I’d rather be here with you than with her. So, first of all, let’s get that straight. I’m not the kind of guy who thinks about one woman while I’m inside another. That’s a shitty thing to do. And I haven’t been with anyone else since you. I haven’t been with anyone else since Hawaii because you’re the one I want, Blake. I don’t know what it’s going to take for me to get that through your head, but you’re the one whose doorstep I’m on, begging to come inside. You’re the one I think about when I wrap my hand around myself. You’re the one I was thinking about when you walked in on me in Hawaii. And the only reason I didn’t ask you to join me then was because you were in a relationship. I’ve tried to give you a chance to get over Willie, but I’m fucking done waiting, Blake. I want you. I want you in my bed. I want you in my life. And if you don’t feel the same, put me out of my misery and tell me now.”
Breath heaved in and out of me, dragging my chest up and down. Blake just stared at me. Her mouth fell open sometime during my rant. Her gaze was locked on me. But I had no idea what any of it meant.
Then she opened the door and jumped at me. I groaned as I caught her, sliding my hands over her ass and stepping inside. I kicked her door closed behind us and walked straight to the couch, kissing her the entire time.
I sat down with her on my lap and ran my hands over her body. I loved touching her. Her curves drove me crazy, and being able to feel them through her tiny little tank top made it even harder to keep my control. I swiped my thumbs over her taut nipples and earned a moan for it. I tugged her hair to twist her head where I wanted it and she sighed into my mouth.
Kissing Blake was a full body experience. She got into it as much as I did, her hands running down my chest, then sliding back up and fisting in my hair. I groaned and pulled her closer, needing to feel every inch of her pressed against me.
She moaned again and slid her hips back, grinding her center on me. I felt her heat pulsing through me, and every cell in my body ached to fill her.
I slid the tiny straps of her tank top down her arms to where they caught at her elbows. I tugged her top down, exposing her breasts, and dragged my tongue down her neck until I could lick one nipple. She held my head in place, rocking gently over me while I enjoyed the feel of her.
My thumb brushed bare skin at her waistband and dipped under her shirt. Her skin was soft and smooth and warm. I drew her nipple into my mouth, fitting almost her entire breast inside, and spread my fingers on her back so she couldn’t move.
She whimpered and pushed against me. “Ian,” she cried.
I ignored her and switched to her other nipple. I nipped the side of her breast on my way and flicked the tip of my tongue over her peaked nipple. She gasped and leaned back, letting me support her weight as I had my way with her.
“Ian,” she moaned softly.
My cock throbbed. The way she said my name made it impossible to resist touching her. I wanted to feel her. To make her as crazy as she made me.
“So beautiful,” I murmured against her flesh.
She snorted.
I nipped her.
“Ow!”
“You’re beautiful, Blake. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
She shook her head. “Beth and every other woman you’ve slept with—”
“Don’t you dare tell me you aren’t as sexy as all of them combined,” I growled at her. “I won’t let you speak that way about yourself. You have all of them beat by a mile, Blake.”
She rolled her eyes quickly, as though she thought I wouldn’t notice.
I bit her again.
“Stop doing that!”
“Stop acting like you’re not gorgeous, babe. I’m here with you because I want to be. Because I think you’re amazing. Because you’re the only one I want to be with. I know all you see are what you think are flaws, but I see a strong, sexy, smart woman who drives me crazy and makes me forget everything outside of us.”
“How do you do that?” she breathed.
“Do what?”
“Make me forget that I’m not perfect? You did it when we were at your place, too. I don’t feel like I’m…the same Blake when I’m with you. I feel like I’m someone else. Someone different.”
I shook my head. “You’re still the same Blake. You’re just letting yourself see the woman I see instead of the woman you always see. See yourself through my eyes, Blake.”
I slid my gaze down her body and let all the ways she turned me on show on my face. Giving her that peek inside my head was terrifying, but it was damn worth it when goosebumps rose over her bare flesh and a red flush slid from her throat to her nipples. Her perfect breasts rose and fell quickly with her rapid breaths. Her fingers tightened in my hair, tugging on the short strands, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was the look in her eyes. The one that said she understood how much I wanted her and wasn’t going to run from it.
Until she pulled back, slipping away from me and making me doubt everything.
15
I watched her, my breath frozen in my lungs, as she withdrew from me. I wanted to reach for her, to drag her back to me, but I wasn’t going to force her to be with me.
I released my hands from her back and let her slip away. She sank to the floor in front of me and looked up, and my brain finally kicked in with a loud fuck, yeah.
Her hands went for my shorts and fumbled with the button. I sucked in a breath, aching for her touch. She finally released the button and drew down the zipper, then reached into my briefs and wrapped her hand around my dick.
“Jesus,” I breathed, jerking at her touch.
She stroked me slowly, squeezing at the tip and dragging her hand back down to my base. I lifted my hips and pushed my shorts and briefs down to my ankles, dying to see her hand on me.
Her short nails were speckled with brown paint. Her small hand barely wrapped all the way around me. I licked my lips as she brought her hand to the tip, then groaned when she smeared my precum with her thumb. She looked up at me and held my gaze as she lowered her lips to me.
“Blake,” I groaned. “Fuck, Blake.”
She licked her lips a second before she parted them. I watched as my cock disappeared into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked hard then circled my tip with her tongue. Then took me in until I hit the back of her throat, then withdrew and did it again.
I threaded my fingers through her hair and pulled her brown locks back from her face so I could watch her. In and out, my dick slid, and the woman was a master. With every stroke of her mouth, she licked and sucked and even dragged her teeth. I wanted to explode in her mouth, but I wanted, no needed, to feel her pulse around me with her own orgasm before I did.
“Blake, babe. You need to stop. I’m almost there.”
She shook her head.
“Blake,” I groaned.
“Let me taste you,” she murmured around my shaft. “Please, Ian.”
She renewed her efforts, bobbing her head faster and faster until I couldn’t hold back. I pumped my hips and fucked her mouth. Nothing had ever felt as good as Blake. Nothing.
“Blake,” I moaned. “Fuck, Blake. Yes, baby. Suck me. Hard. Take all of me. Ah, fuck, babe. God, I fucking love your mouth. Aargh!”
Her nails dug into my thighs as I came in her mouth. I stopped breathing and blacked out for a second, knowing it was as close to heaven as I’d get on earth. Blake. All Blake.
I released the hold I had on her hair and looked down at her. She was watching me. Jesus, the look in her eyes had my dick twitching all over again.
She pulled back slowly and swallowed, then sat back on her heels. I couldn’t handle her being so far away. I reached for her, lifting her onto my lap and holding her close. I buried my face in her neck and breathed her in, memorizing her smell and her feel. Blake. My Blake.
“That was amazing,” I finally said against her neck.
She shivered and kissed my cheek. “Thank you.”
I laughed. “I should be the one thanking you. Please don’t tell me where you learned to do that. I might have to knock Willie on his fucking ass next time I see him. Or kiss him for being enough of a dumbass to let you go.”
She shook her head. “We weren’t right for each other.”
“No,” I said, pulling back to meet her eyes. “You weren’t. Not at all.”
She smiled softly at me, and I couldn’t resist kissing her. The salty taste of my come was still on her tongue, and it made me ready for her again.
I toyed with her nipples, pinching one and grazing the other. She jerked and twitched and moaned the entire time. I chased her with kisses, bringing her lips back to mine every time she pulled back for a moan.
With my shorts on the floor, the only thing separating us was her thin pajama pants and panties. The heat from her body wrapped around mine. I needed her. Again.
“You’re wearing far too many clothes,” I told her with a grin. “I think it might be time to take some of them off.”
She shook her head. “I don’t have any condoms.”
I smiled. “Well, we need to change that, but for now, I have one.”
She didn’t look as happy as I thought she would be. She took a breath, then gave me a forced smile. “You need to tell me what kind you like. I know there are a lot.”
I tipped her chin up and kissed her nose. “I don’t care as long as I get to use them with you.”
She smiled, but that look was still in her eyes. Like she didn’t quite believe me. Or wasn’t sure I meant what I said.
I reached around her to grab my wallet and retrieved the condom I stashed in there earlier. I wasn’t hopeful, but I was always going to be prepared. Especially when it came to Blake.
She stood while I rolled on the condom, her eyes on me.
“I don’t know why that’s so hot.”
I smiled up at her and reached for her. Slowly, I drew her pants and panties down her hips, inch by inch exposing her. The dark mass of curls at the vee between her thighs. Her thick thighs and calves, then she stepped out of the pants.
I kicked mine away with hers, leaving us both bottomless. I reached back and pulled my shirt off, then tugged hers down so we were completely naked. And I just stared at her.
She crossed her legs, hiding herself from me. She wrapped one hand over her waist and the other across her chest. She hid every inch from me.
I looked up at her. “I want you, Blake. I want to see all of you. To watch you lose your mind. To know I’m the one who’s doing it to you.”
She dragged in a breath and her muscles eased slightly.
“See yourself through my eyes, Blake. See yourself the way I do. Let me see you.”
She chewed on her lip as I watched her. Her legs spread first. Her thighs brushed each other, like they always did. I loved that she was so lush, so curvy. When she let me between them, I knew it was because she wanted me there. She welcomed me in.
I brushed my knuckles over her thighs. She twitched and spread her thighs more. From my seat, I could almost see her clit. I slid my hands higher and urged her thighs farther apart.
“You didn’t shave,” I said softly.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think this would happen again.”
I looked up at her and grinned. “I’d rather have you like this. Just how you were meant to be. How you’re comfortable.”
